For the past two days when Feng Sujin had a fever and cold, it was Jun Mohan who took care of her carefully and patiently.
After Feng Sujin feels better, she will continue to train in the dark pavilion.
Jun Mohan looked at the coquettish person in his arms, what should he do? I really couldn’t bear it, and I felt so distressed that I didn’t want to agree.
"I'll go train, okay? You promised me before."
Jun Mohan sighed and said, "Look at you now, your voice is still hoarse when you speak, you still have a nasal sound, and you haven't recovered from your cold."
"If you let me train, I'll be fine if I exercise more."
Feng Sujin was eager to continue to strengthen her training, because it was already the twelfth lunar month, and after the New Year, Jun Mohan was going to the imperial capital. She wanted to become stronger, and then accompany him to the imperial capital.
"I'm worried because you're not in good health right now. Be obedient. When you get better, I'll train with you and be your sparring partner, okay?"
"I don't want you as a sparring partner. You definitely won't train me well."
Jun Mohan's mouth had a helpless curve, and she actually knew what he was thinking.
"One more day of rest, and I'll let you go after one day."
Feng Sujin originally wanted to persist, but seeing the distress in Jun Mohan's eyes, her heart softened, and she didn't want to embarrass him.
"good."
After Feng Sujin agreed, she wanted to get down from Jun Mohan's arms.
But Jun Mohan grabbed her waist and hugged her tighter, "Where are you going?"
Even his voice was slightly nervous.
Feng Sujin blinked and said, "I haven't recovered from my cold yet, so don't infect it to you."
Only then did Jun Mohan understand why his little wife had been avoiding him for the past two days, let alone being intimate with her. It turned out to be because of this.
He had thought before that she had always had a psychological barrier with him because of what happened that day.
He had also been blaming himself, so he wanted to give her time to slowly fade away what happened that day, and he didn't want to force her.
Today, his little wife rarely came close to him, just to be coquettish with him and make him agree to go to training immediately.
After she finished acting coquettishly, she was about to leave. It turned out that it was not because she had any grudge, but because she didn't want to pass the cold to him.
Jun Mohan's heart moved, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He hugged Feng Sujin's waist with one hand, clasped the back of her head with the other, and kissed her.
After enduring these two days, he could hardly bear to control himself anymore.
Feng Sujin's heart skipped a beat when she was kissed so fiercely, "Well, Mo Han... don't..."
Feng Sujin's strength couldn't compare with Jun Mohan's. He hugged her hard and kissed her. After a while, her whole body softened into water.
She thought about it too, but she was still rational. She also remembered that she was catching a cold and couldn't let him catch a cold too.
Feng Sujin gently beat Jun Mohan's chest with both hands, "Well, I have a cold..."
"Be good, don't move."
Jun Mohan's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was trying his best to hold back something.
Feng Sujin also felt Jun Mohan's affection at this moment.
After the kiss ended, Jun Mohan still kissed her cheeks reluctantly, "It's okay to catch a cold with you. Let me remember that I made you catch a cold, so I can feel the pain with you."
"No, I'll be angry."
"Don't worry, it won't happen. My body is best adapted to the cold, so I can't catch a cold."
When he said this, the dark light in Jun Mohan's eyes flashed away.
Feng Sujin didn't know the deeper meaning of this sentence, so she didn't explore it.
However, Feng Sujin began to work hard to cooperate with Jun Mohan to get better from her cold.
After a day, Feng Sujin was almost well, so she started to go to the dark pavilion to continue training. This time, Jun Mohan accompanied her, but watching Feng Sujin suffer in training was really a kind of pain for Jun Mohan. torment.