Feng Sujin didn't sleep much all night, just watching over Jun Mohan.
She rested her head on his heart, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt relieved.
When Jun Mohan woke up, it was the next morning. A flash of charming light flashed in his eyes, with soul-stirring power, but it was fleeting.
After his eyes returned to normal, he looked at the person in his arms and his expression was shocked.
Thinking about what happened before falling asleep, Jun Mohan's calm eyes were filled with turbulent waves, and some emotions seemed to burst out at once.
Jun Mohan closed his eyes to cover the situation under his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was calm.
He looked at the person lying in his arms, feeling drunk in his heart, his eyes full of doting, affection, and distress.
Let her suffer with him.
All he could do was protect her as much as possible. He didn't know how the two of them survived, but it was obvious that his little wife must be very strong.
She leaned against him, her back exposed, and a piece of the quilt fell off, exposing part of her back, with a charming charm that made Jun Mohan's heart and mind move.
He reached out and stroked Feng Sujin's hair lovingly and gently, caressing her back, but found that Feng Sujin's body was a little cold.
Jun Mohan's hands trembled, and he quickly stood up, hugged Feng Sujin's body, and pulled her away, "Ajin, Ajin, wake up, wake up..."
Jun Mohan's intoxicating eyes were filled with panic.
Feng Sujin woke up in a daze, rubbed her eyes, saw Jun Mohan, and muttered: "Mohan?"
Seeing her waking up, Jun Mohan breathed a sigh of relief, "Silly girl, I'm so cold, how could you sleep on me."
Feng Sujin finally came back to her senses, looked at Jun Mohan in surprise, and hugged him, "Mo Han, it's great that you're awake. I was so worried. Seeing that you were cold, I wanted to warm you up."
When Jun Mohan heard these words, his heart was deeply touched and a little painful. He sighed softly: "You know, you almost froze!"
"I'm not afraid. I'm with you. If you freeze, you will freeze."
Feng Sujin's indifferent look made Jun Mohan feel helpless and painful, and the hand holding Feng Sujin's shoulder tightened.
His eyes were deep, with a hint of blood red, and there was deep pain in his eyes. He looked at Feng Sujin and locked her eyes.
Feng Sujin was frightened by such a look, "Mo... Mo Han, what... what's wrong?"
Jun Mohan's eyes seemed to be flooded, and such deep power swept through Feng Sujin's body. She opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
Jun Mohan's heart ached, but he couldn't bear to do anything to Feng Sujin. He took a deep breath, took Feng Sujin's hand and pressed it on his heart, "Do you feel it here?"
Feng Sujin was stunned and didn't know why, but the heartbeat in the palm of her hand was beating so powerfully that it reached her heart through the palm of her hand, causing her heart to beat violently, and it was beating extremely fast, which made her feel... A heart-pounding feeling.
Feng Sujin looked into Jun Mohan's eyes, where deep whirlpools were surging, weeping like flowers, with a charming light.
Feng Sujin couldn't help but lick her dry lips, "I, I feel my heartbeat."
Jun Mohan said in a hoarse voice: "Then do you know it hurts here?"
Feng Sujin's heart trembled when she heard such voices and words, and her heart was filled with ripples. She shook her head in confusion and asked without thinking, "Why does it hurt?"