Jun Mohan's expression softened after hearing Feng Sujin's words, but the dark light in his eyes had not dissipated.
After experiencing the pain of loss, he almost had inner demons.
He knelt down and held Feng Sujin in his arms again, "Ajin, don't say anything about leaving again. I will be unable to control myself and hurt you and lock you close to me. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, I love you, so I don't want to leave."
Hearing the word love, hearing these words, Jun Mohan's heart gradually dropped, and the dark light in his eyes gradually dissipated, becoming absolutely gorgeous, brilliant, and most moving.
It's a pity that Feng Sujin couldn't see such a charming look at this time.
Next, Feng Sujin stopped making troubles, became thick-skinned, and enjoyed Jun Mohan's care with peace of mind.
As a result, Jun Mohan's mood improved significantly, and even his voice became gentler.
Jun Mohan then washed Feng Sujin again, wiped her hair and body, and carefully wrapped her in a bath towel and put her on the bed.
After placing Feng Sujin on the bed, Jun Mohan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "I'll just clean it up when I'm ready."
His clothes were soaked with water just now. He wanted to wash them, change his clothes, and blow dry Feng Sujin's hair.
Jun Mohan quickly tidied himself up, sat Feng Sujin on his lap, and gently blew her hair.
He ran his fingers through her long hair, letting the silky touch brush through his palms.
Feng Sujin couldn't see, and she actually felt the most uncomfortable in her heart, but she could feel Jun Mohan's tenderness and care. Perhaps it was this warmth that made her heart gradually calm down and stop thinking wildly.
After blow-drying Feng Sujin's hair, Jun Mohan patiently combed her hair, fearing that it would be messed up again, so he gently tied up a handful of Feng Sujin's hair at the back.
"I'm going to cook, do you want to take a break?"
Feng Sujin shook her head and hugged Jun Mohan's waist, not wanting to let go. Her eyes were dark and she would be afraid of someone. She couldn't help but want to be by Jun Mohan's side, even if there was a little sound.
Jun Mohan gently stroked Feng Sujin's hair. Even if she didn't say anything, he could guess a thing or two with just one movement.
"I'll hold you and sit by the kitchen. You can talk to me when you're bored while I'm cooking."
Jun Mohan sat Feng Sujin on a chair. He was cooking and cooking while talking to her gently, just because he was afraid that she would be alone and bored.
In the darkness, he gave her a sense of security.
When eating, Jun Mohan also put the chopsticks into Feng Sujin's hand, then held her other hand and touched the bowl, "I want to feed you. If you insist, then eat slowly. Um?"
Feng Sujin felt warm in her heart, nodded and said, "Yes."
Jun Mohan sat next to Feng Sujin, put a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks into her bowl, watched her eat it, and then put a piece of meat into her bowl. This made it easier for Feng Sujin to pick it up and eat it, and also gave it to her. Formulate nutrition.
Feng Sujin can understand his heart. Although she can't see it, she has the brains to understand him.
"Mo Han, have you ever been nice to other women?"
Feng Sujin had asked this question before, but she couldn't help but ask it. He was so kind and gentle that she couldn't help but think about it.
"Don't think too much. There is only one person in this world who I can willingly treat her well, and that person is you."
When Feng Sujin heard these words, she felt they were more beautiful than any words of love. Her heart skipped a beat, and something seemed to flash in her mind.
"Mo Han, do you think we have met before and know each other?"