Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

Chapter 11: Fiery torture

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Ye Xing snorted disdainfully, "You don't have the right to know who I am, and I don't need to know who you are. If you fall into the hands of our young master today, you don't have a good eye!"

Ye Xing said and began to punch and kick the fake waiter.

The waiter wailed in pain. He was no match for Ye Xing.

However, he also loudly called out his accomplices, all of whom were holding knives and wanted to stab Ye Xing.

Ye Xing smashed the glass of the wall with familiarity, took out the iron rod from inside, and started fighting with the group of people.

"bump… "

"Boom..."

"Ah... it hurts..."

"Spare your life...Hero, spare your life..."

These people are no match for Ye Xing at all.

Feng Sujin fell to the ground. Looking at this scene, she thought of Jun Mohan's people for saving her, and an emotion called gratitude overflowed in her heart.

When she was about to lose her mind, she also saw Jun Mohan appearing in front of her.

"help me… "

Feng Sujin supported herself, used her last bit of strength to grab Jun Mohan's trousers, and said this.

Jun Mohan looked down at Feng Sujin on the ground, seeing her stubborn, helpless and pleading eyes.

A faint light flashed in his calm eyes.

Following his heartbeat, he slowly knelt down and held Feng Sujin in his arms.

After holding her in his arms, Jun Mohan realized that Feng Sujin's figure was so slender, almost weightless.

He strode out, as if thinking of something, he paused and said to Yexing: "I'll leave this to you. I don't want to see this happen again."

"Yes, Mr. Jun!"

He understood that everyone involved in this matter would be dealt with.

These people are too short-sighted, who let them hit the muzzle.

Jun Mohan hugged Feng Sujin and walked out, but the medicine on Feng Sujin began to take effect.

She was hot and uncomfortable, and she was so empty that she needed to find some outlet.

She hugged Jun Mohan's neck and kept rubbing against Jun Mohan unconsciously.

She leaned her head against Jun Mohan's neck, "Well... hot... so hot..."

Her lips unconsciously rubbed against Jun Mohan's sensitive skin, especially her breath, which burned Jun Mohan's skin.

Feng Sujin was restless and rubbed so hard that even Jun Mohan could feel the soft skin touch.

He took a breath and paused in his steps. Looking at the little girl, he couldn't help but suffer the torture.

"Be obedient and don't move. You'll be back soon."

"I'm so hot, so cold, so comfortable..."

Feng Sujin seemed to find that the person holding her was feeling cold, and the closer she got, the more comfortable she became, so she simply started using both hands to tear at Jun Mohan's clothes.

Jun Mohan gasped, the dark light in his charming eyes getting thicker and thicker, and his pace getting faster and faster.

Although Feng Sujin's movements were a bit tortured for him, Jun Mohan still hugged her tightly and did not let go of her.

When they got to the car, Jun Mohan carefully placed Feng Sujin on the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt.

He walked around the front of the car, got in, and drove back to the villa.

Along the way, Feng Sujin was very restless. Although she was wearing a seat belt, she still tried hard to lean against Jun Mohan, "Hot... hot..."

It seems that this can make yourself cooler.

While Jun Mohan was driving, Feng Sujin grabbed his arm several times, causing the car to almost deviate from the normal track.

"Be good, it won't be hot in a while."

Knowing that she was drugged and somewhat unconscious, Jun Mohan calmly coaxed her with rare patience.

(Qunma, thank you all for your support. I am very touched to see many familiar and lovely figures supporting me. I love you. The story of this book is even more exciting. You can read it with confidence)