Lu Xiyan didn't know why, "Father, what on earth is going on with this mysterious clan of people?"
"Our Dongfu tribe had a high priest hundreds of years ago. The high priest left a last word saying that hundreds of years from now, the survival and prosperity of our tribe will be related to one person. This person is the direct descendant of a certain mysterious clan. people.
But what kind of clan this clan is, I don't know, but the few pages of fragments left by the high priest said that they are good at many things, one of which is Gu. "
Lu Daisen opened his mouth in surprise, "Doesn't that mean that Jun Mohan is this person? We had tried every means to kill him before."
Lu Daifeng patted his son Lu Xiyan on the shoulder, "Xi Yan, fortunately my father listened to you and cooperated with Jun Mohan, and then you saved Feng Sujin. If it was really him, our Dongfu tribe would have survived. .”
Lu Xiyan looked a little dazed, and it was hard to believe these mysterious things for a while. "Father, in this day and age, do you still believe what the high priest said?"
"The high priest is the person in our clan who can sense the spirits of heaven and earth. Nothing he said is wrong. His last words are related to the life and death of our Dongfu tribe. I still accidentally entered the ancient tomb during a sacrifice and discovered these secrets."
Lu Daifeng was silent for a moment and continued: "Give me my order. From now on, our family will listen to my son Lu Xiyan!"
"Father, you..."
"When I find your mother, I will spend more time with your mother. From now on, the Dongfu tribe will be handed over to you. Father believes that you will do better."
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Feng Sujin was brought home by Jun Mohan. She sat on the sofa and touched the patterns on the sofa. She was so excited that she cried. She really went home! Jun Mohan heated up a glass of milk for Feng Sujin and let her drink it.
Then he went to the bathroom and put some hot water on it, then came out and picked up Feng Sujin and carried her into the bathroom.
"Mo Han, I... you... is this the bathroom?"
"Well, be good, let me take a bath for you so that you can feel more comfortable."
Listening to Jun Mohan's calm words, Feng Sujin felt her whole body burning with embarrassment, "I... I don't have to, I can wash it myself. I've been washing it myself this time."
Jun Mohan hugged Feng Sujin and refused to let go, "Ajin, are you shy?"
"No, I'm not shy. I can do such things myself."
Jun Mohan did not expose her, lowered his head and sighed in her ear: "Ajin, you are my wife. Is there any part of your body that I have not seen or kissed? Let me help you and be obedient, okay?"
"No, I..."
Before Feng Sujin could say anything, Jun Mohan kissed her again.
When she was in the mist, Jun Mohan took off her clothes at some point.
When she felt a slight chill, she touched her body and said, "I... my clothes..."
Feng Sujin grabbed Jun Mohan's shirt, feeling a little at a loss. She couldn't see it, and her other senses were extremely sensitive.
"Be good, you are my lover, I will not hurt you."
Jun Mohan is domineering in some aspects. He will not let Feng Sujin do anything by herself and leave it to others. He is even less worried, so he will only love her personally.
While coaxing Feng Sujin, Jun Mohan put down the hot water and gently wet her body.
"Soak in warm water for a while, then I'll wash your hair."
Jun Mohan's voice was gentle, and even his movements were extremely gentle, as if he was treating a treasure in his heart.