When Feng Sujin said this, her voice was panicked, and her throat was hoarse with a hint of choking.
Even if there is a grudge, it doesn't matter, she is still his wife, she loves him, and she won't let him go.
She and Jun Mohan had finally come this far, and she didn't want to lose him.
No matter if he has a grudge, he just can't leave.
At this moment, Feng Sujin seemed to have an enlightenment.
She felt that nothing could stop her and Jun Mohan from being together. They loved each other and couldn't be separated.
And even if there is a grudge, the affairs of the previous generation have nothing to do with her.
Besides, some things are not so certain.
Feng Sujin wished she could slap herself. She was thinking about something, but Nalan Caibo had disturbed her thoughts these past few days.
Nalancaibo did it on purpose.
Feng Sujin wanted to kill the old witch Nalan Caibo at this moment.
Feng Sujin felt like she was gritting her teeth.
So she put all her strength into hugging Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan stood up and felt the strength in his waist, which was very tight.
He looked down at Feng Sujin, especially her misty and pitiful eyes, and listened to her words about not letting him go.
In fact, Jun Mohan was very touched in his heart, and there were ripples in his heart.
The light in his eyes became more and more intense, and the waves in his eyes suddenly burned with blazing light, as if they were burning up the world.
This requires him to rely on his Ajin, making him physically and mentally satisfied.
Jun Mohan seemed to realize something. He raised his eyebrows and lowered his head, looking deeply at Feng Sujin without hugging her.
"Aren't you afraid of hatred?"
Feng Sujin shook her head vaguely, "Don't be afraid. I don't know anything. It has nothing to do with me. I... I am your wife. You can't leave. You have to be responsible for me."
Feng Sujin didn't know why she suddenly said such domineering words at this moment.
She said this instinctively.
That seems to be the truth.
When she said the last sentence, Feng Sujin was still confident.
She just doesn't know anything, and the affairs of her seniors have nothing to do with her.
As for Hou Lihen, no matter whether he lives or lives, that person has nothing to do with her. He was never the one who raised her.
And he almost killed her, the most important person to her.
For her, the person who gave her love, healed her and allowed her to live was Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan is more important than these.
Listening to Feng Sujin's domineering words, Jun Mohan's mouth curled up slightly, with a lazy and confounding smile.
He just looked at her intently, looking at her with tears in his eyes, as if a ball of fire had emerged, surrounding and burning her.
These eyes seemed to be able to imprison a person's soul, making it impossible for her to escape. They were so captivating that her whole body softened.
Feng Sujin hugged Jun Mohan and felt like she was about to fall apart. She suddenly lost all strength.
She... She felt that Jun Mohan seemed to have a strange charm and could really seduce people.
When Feng Sujin was almost out of strength, Jun Mohan bent down, lifted her chin, kissed the corners of her lips, and rubbed them carefully.
Although this was a kiss, Feng Sujin's body and mind trembled, and Jun Mohan's surrounding atmosphere became sticky.
"Ajin, just remember that you are my wife, and I will always be responsible for you."
When Jun Mohan spoke between Feng Sujin's lips and teeth, he murmured softly, and his voice had a bewitching charm, stirring up the desires in people's hearts.