Chapter 312 Emotions, Waves

Jun Mohan's kiss seemed to have magic power, and Feng Sujin was bewitched in a daze.

I don't know when, my hand involuntarily hugged Jun Mohan's neck.

Under his intense kiss, Feng Sujin's whole body became soft and numb, and she couldn't help but make a sound in confusion, "Well, Mo Han, ah..."

Feng Sujin's voice was soft and weak, like the sound of a melodious piano, turning a thousand times a thousand times, and falling into Jun Mohan's ears, which made him feel a little pain all over his body, and wished he could swallow the person in his arms immediately.

Jun Mohan felt the hot emotions surging in his body, so intense and hot like magma.

He found that the self-control he was proud of was really useless when facing Feng Sujin.

He tried his best to restrain himself, but his feelings for her and his distress for her came out, and he realized that he would really be wild.

Jun Mohan kissed Feng Sujin's lips and swallowed all the sounds she was about to make.

Then he pulled the pillow towel and covered Feng Sujin's eyes.

"Mo Han..." Feng Sujin said softly, not knowing why.

"Ajin, be good, be obedient, don't let it go."

He grabbed Feng Sujin's with one hand and told her not to pull off the pillowcase.

She just didn't want her to see that crazy, beastly side of herself.

Although he knew that she would surprise him every time and would not be afraid, he still didn't want her to see that side of him.

Because of the love, the deep love, so there will be concerns.

He took off Feng Sujin's clothes, and then turned her over. When he saw the scars on her back, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a knife was cutting.

Jun Mohan's eyes trembled, and there was a dim light in it.

He attributed these scars to the Qingbaohui and the Qing family, and the murderous aura disappeared in a flash.

Fortunately, Lu Yunchuan didn't know what kind of ointment someone gave Feng Sujin, and some of the injuries on her back were healed.

"Ajin, my Ajin..."

With a light sigh, Jun Mohan kissed Feng Sujin's back little by little, loving and gentle, with deep affection and a deep sense of distress in his voice.

Feng Sujin was blindfolded, and her body's senses became more obvious. She could clearly feel his thin and cool lips falling on the skin of her back, causing every inch of tremor, more trembling than electricity.

"Mo... Mo Han..."

Her body was already in love, and she wanted to turn over and approach Jun Mohan, but he hugged her on her back and kissed her.

This kind of torture made her unable to bear it, and her legs kept rubbing against the sheets, making a moving sound.

Jun Mohan didn't mean to torture Feng Sujin, he wished he could love her better.

Maybe the heartache can't be vented or expressed, so he can only tell her his love and pain in the most primitive way.

He endured the churning waves in his heart and gave Feng Sujin the ultimate beauty.

He can ignore his own feelings, but he wants his Ah Jin to feel happy from himself.

But in his mind, how could Feng Sujin feel this, she was crushed like weeping, "Well, you are deliberately crushing me... bad guy..."

Jun Mohan held Feng Sujin's earlobe, one hand controlled Feng Sujin's hands, and the other hand was also setting fire.

Hearing Feng Sujin's crying dissatisfaction, his heart seemed to be stabbed by something.

He sighed, he loved her so deeply, he would give her whatever she wanted, and now he can only take care of her more deeply.