Feng Sujin's whole body was shaking with anger. Her nose felt sore when she thought that although this place was small, it was also the place where she and her sister had lived.
She almost couldn't control her emotions and cried.
Jun Mohan walked in, looked at the chaos in the room, and understood something.
He sighed inwardly, hugged Feng Sujin into his arms distressedly, and patted her back, "Ajin, don't hold it in, cry if you want!"
Jun Mohan's voice was so gentle, with a feeling of distress and comfort.
Feng Sujin felt the feeling of being hurt. Thinking of her past experiences in the Feng family, tears flowed out uncontrollably.
This crying is really like opening a floodgate, and it keeps flowing out.
In fact, she was a little tired of persisting in those years. Many times she was in despair, thinking that she could not persist. If she had not met Jun Mohan, she really couldn't imagine what she would be like now, and she would probably be dead. .
Feng Sujin thought about it, clutching Jun Mohan's shirt with both hands, crying out all the pain and grievances.
Jun Mohan didn't want to see Feng Sujin cry, but just now she exuded such a sad and forbearing aura that even he could feel it.
He didn't want her to hold back some emotions, maybe it would be better to cry.
But seeing her crying like this, his heart was sore from the tears. He couldn't bear it, but he still had to let her vent it no matter how reluctant he was.
Feng Sujin cried so hard that she was convulsing and choked and couldn't breathe.
Jun Mohan felt something was wrong and pulled Feng Sujin out of his arms. Seeing her like this, his expression changed. He lowered his head and clasped the back of Feng Sujin's head and kissed her lips directly.
Although it was a kiss, Jun Mohan was using his breath to comfort Feng Sujin and help her breathe.
As they kissed, Jun Mohan murmured between his lips and teeth, "Ajin, be good, breathe, breathe..."
Under such a domineering and gentle kiss, Feng Sujin's mood gradually calmed down, and she could breathe again as Jun Mohan calmed her down.
After seeing that Feng Sujin was well, Jun Mohan let go of her slightly and gently stroked her back to help her calm down.
His little wife! It really made him unable to relax and rest assured.
Jun Mohan wiped away Feng Sujin's tears and said distressedly: "Let's go home, eh?"
Feng Sujin felt a little ashamed inside. She felt as if she had made him worry again. She gently reached out and hooked Jun Mohan's fingers with her fingers, "I'll go in and take a look to find something."
Jun Mohan looked down at his hands and felt that his little wife was carefully trying to please him. He sighed deeply and couldn't help but want to pamper her, "Okay."
Feng Sujin took out a box from under the bed. Seeing that it was still intact, she breathed a sigh of relief, "I just want this, let's go home!"
When they got home, after the two had finished dinner, Feng Sujin wiped the box carefully with paper and then opened it.
There were family photos of her with her parents and younger sister, as well as a photo of herself as a child.
Jun Mohan prepared fruits for Feng Sujin and sat down on the sofa, "What are you looking at, so serious?"
Feng Sujin showed the photo to Jun Mohan, "Look, this is a photo of me when I was a child. Isn't it cute?"
She thinks she was very beautiful when she was little.
Jun Mohan's eyes were filled with tenderness like water. When he lowered his head to look at the photo, his expression condensed and his breathing seemed to have stopped.
Jun Mohan's hand holding the photo was shaking slightly.