Jun Mohan lowered his head and kissed Feng Sujin's forehead, "Okay, finally we have the good medicine, idiot, you are going to make me feel bad today."
Feng Sujin curled her lips and said, "The reason why you didn't show up before was to make you feel distressed."
Jun Mohan said in a good temper: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault."
"Just talking doesn't work, you have to make it up to me."
"Okay, how do you make up for it?"
Feng Sujin tilted her head and thought for a while, holding her chin in her hands.
Jun Mohan looked at her tenderly. What he wanted to see most was that she looked so innocent and cute, like a little girl who wanted to be pampered and cared for.
He wanted to protect her happiness.
But along the way, he had rarely seen her in this state.
So as long as his Ajin is happy, he can do anything.
Jun Mohan rubbed Feng Sujin's hair, "Think about it slowly, and tell me when you think about it."
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan with deep eyes. She actually really wanted to eat the food he cooked, but she always felt that her husband Jun's physical condition was not as good as before.
She couldn't bear to torment him.
Feng Sujin thought of the dumplings she ate in Dakunbu that day. They seemed to be the most delicious dumplings in her opinion.
Now that I think about it, the taste fills my mouth, very fragrant and fragrant.
Feng Sujin couldn't help swallowing and licked her lips.
"Have you thought about it? Are you hungry?"
Feng Sujin blinked her eyes, not wanting Jun Mohan to see the truest thoughts in her heart, "Oh, let's not talk about it. We should celebrate today. I heard that Sai Qin is going to make a table of delicious food. We have to wait. Let’s eat.”
"What do you want to eat? Tell me?"
Feng Sujin shook her head, "I just want to eat the food made by Sai Qin, it has a unique taste."
She couldn't bear to let Jun Mohan cook.
But Jun Mohan knew her thoughts so well that even if she didn't say anything, Jun Mohan could still guess what she was thinking.
Although they all ate well that day, sisters Se Wei and Sai Qin were very grateful to Feng Sujin. They cooked a table full of dishes and happily entertained Feng Sujin and her party.
Because Jun Mohan was by her side, Feng Sujin ate deliciously this time and felt particularly happy.
Dinner was eaten relatively early, and Feng Sujin went to bed relatively late at night.
While she was studying the map at the table, she smelled a scent, a strong scent, the scent of dumplings.
She was wondering if she really had a problem with her sense of smell because she was so thoughtful.
Before Feng Sujin could think about it carefully, she saw Jun Mohan walking in with a plate of dumplings.
There is still heat emanating from the dumplings, which whets your appetite just by looking at them.
Feng Sujin blinked and rubbed her eyes to make sure she saw it correctly, "Mo Han, is this?"
"I guess you want to eat this. Have an early dinner and have some midnight snack."
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mo's cold and warm brows, and then looked down at the plate of hot dumplings, feeling that her eyes were a little moist.
"You... did you make the dumplings yourself?"
"Well, I know you like to eat the dumplings I made. Today is Reunion Day, so I made them for you."
Feng Sujin held Jun Mohan's hand, "Aren't you tired? You didn't rest all night last night, and you have been busy for so long today."
"I'm not tired of being with you. Eat it while it's hot. Go to bed early after eating. Don't stay up late. It's not good for your health."
"Then you're not allowed to stay up late."
"You are my wife. I will stay with you. If you don't stay up late, I won't stay up late either. I can't sleep without you."
Feng Sujin was very happy when she heard this, but she still pretended to be arrogant and said: "Humph, you are not. We haven't seen each other for so long, and you haven't appeared in front of me for so long. You didn't sleep well."