At this moment, both of them were drunk physically and mentally, drunk because of each other.
Jun Mohan gradually kissed away Feng Sujin's tears. Her tears burned his heart. He hated to see her cry the most.
This time, it was him who made her cry.
At this time, Jun Mohan's heart was still hurting.
I don't know how long it took before Jun Mohan reluctantly let go of Feng Sujin, but his arms still held her.
His heart was still ups and downs, he couldn't feel at ease and was afraid of losing.
Jun Mohan sighed helplessly in his heart. He had never been afraid. Only the person in his arms would make him worry about gain and loss like this.
Feng Sujin leaned in Jun Mohan's arms, her chest heaving and breathing, and her heart was still throbbing violently.
The word love is really too precious to her, and her heart overflows with warmth.
Jun Mohan patted her back gently, his movements were so gentle, and the look in his eyes when he lowered his head to look at her could turn water, intoxicating her soul.
After a while, Jun Mohan saw that Feng Sujin had calmed down her breathing, and whispered softly in her ear: "Ajin, can you go home?"
Feng Sujin's heart trembled when she heard such a low and sultry voice. She curled her lips and said: "I don't want to go back, you can go back by yourself!"
Jun Mohan looked at her and smiled helplessly. He knew that his little wife was having a temper, but he was so soft-hearted that he was willing to pamper her.
But what happened today was indeed his fault. He didn't even dare to think about whether he would go crazy if something went wrong with Feng Sujin.
Jun Mohan held Feng Sujin's hand heartbrokenly, looked at her deeply and said, "Ajin, it's my fault. I shouldn't have treated you like that. Are you still angry?"
Feng Sujin shook her head, "I'm not angry, but I think our relationship is too fragile. I was just training to hide it from you, and you just rejected me like that..."
As she said that, Feng Sujin's heart still trembled and hurt.
Jun Mohan wouldn't understand the feeling of watching him leave without looking back.
Jun Mohan tightened his grip on Feng Sujin's hand, with a bitter taste on his face, and explained again with a difficult throat: "Ajin, it's not because you hid it from me, but I blame myself for seeing you hurt. , I’m more distressed, I feel so distressed that I can’t face you then.”
Feng Sujin sniffed and pointed at her heart, "But it's very uncomfortable here."
Jun Mohan's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was throbbing with pain. He looked at Feng Sujin with pity, "It's my fault. You can beat me and scold me, but can you come home with me?"
Feng Sujin could feel the low pressure emanating from Jun Mohan's body, and felt his emotions, and felt a little distressed.
She should obviously be angry, but at this moment she was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to let him feel sad.
"Then you still want me to continue training?"
Jun Mohan sighed helplessly, could he not agree? If she didn't agree, she would definitely not go home with him again.
Jun Mohan compromised and said, "Let you train."
Feng Sujin was happy when she heard this, a cunning light flashed in her eyes, and she took the initiative to hug Jun Mohan's waist, "Okay, then I'll go home with you."
After hearing these words, Jun Mohan was completely relieved.
He picked up Feng Sujin and carried her out.
Nowadays, in the cold winter season of the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind is biting when she goes out. Feng Sujin is still wearing training clothes, and she can't help but shiver.
Jun Mohan protected her and quickly carried her into the car, turned on the air conditioner to keep her warm, and then he helped lock the door before driving home.
After struggling all night and being cold for a long time, Feng Sujin fell asleep not long after getting in the car, but her face was red and her whole body had a fever.