Feng Sujin really loved Jun Mohan, how could she be willing to make him sad.
Otherwise, when she was doing cross-stitch, she would do it secretly, just because she was afraid that he wouldn't let her do it, or that he would be unhappy.
Hearing Feng Sujin's words, Jun Mohan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "You know you love me, and it's not worth it for me to love you so much."
Jun Mohan actually knew that sometimes he was too nervous about her.
But there was no way, the love was so deep, it was a good thing that he controlled his reason and didn't ground her, didn't tie her up next to him.
It would be difficult to control other emotions.
His emotions of love and possessiveness were very strong, and he thought that he needed to adjust well so that he could not torture her or himself like this next time.
If someone you love deeply has a little conflict, it will be over in a while.
Jun Mohan and Feng Sujin talked a lot, and fell asleep hugging each other in the middle of the night.
It was after eight o'clock in the morning when Feng Sujin woke up the next day.
Jun Mohan was no longer on the bed, and Feng Sujin quickly got up and washed up.
When she went downstairs, she found Jun Mohan sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, his posture elegant and leisurely, with an aura of dust.
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan, her steps paused, and a stunning light flashed in her eyes.
She now had the urge to go over and hug him.
Jun Mohan heard the footsteps, folded the newspaper and put it down, stood up and came to Feng Sujin, hugging her, "Did you rest well last night?"
Feng Sujin leaned in Jun Mohan's arms and smelled the fresh and clean breath on his body greedily, "Yeah."
"Would you like breakfast?"
"Um."
Jun Mohan then asked the kitchen to serve breakfast.
After a while, breakfast was set on the table.
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan who was sitting next to him and was also preparing to have breakfast. He was a little confused and asked softly: "You haven't had breakfast either?"
Jun Mohan gently put a fried egg on the plate for Feng Sujin, "Well, I'm waiting for you to have breakfast together."
Feng Sujin met Jun Mohan's eyes and saw the tenderness and worry in his eyes.
She understood that Jun Mohan was afraid that she would not adapt to the Jun family, and also wanted to let everyone know that he valued her.
Feng Sujin's heart felt warm, "Then if I get up at nine or ten, do you have to wait until then?"
"Of course, I have nothing to do today. I want to wait for you to have breakfast together."
Jun Mohan was thinking about what happened last night. He was worried that Feng Sujin would be unaccustomed to being alone when she first came here, so he would use love and the utmost patience to make her feel at home.
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan's gentle affection and could hardly imagine how cold he looked at the beginning last night.
Feng Sujin looked at it for a while, then said coquettishly: "I want you to hold me."
Jun Mohan said good-naturedly: "Okay."
Then he held Feng Sujin on his lap and took care of her eating with his own hands.
Feng Sujin actually wanted to observe the reactions of the servants around her at this moment.
She believed that there were some craftsmen among these people.
She was thinking about how to make the people in the dark relax their vigilance, so that she could quietly uproot all the details.
No wonder Jun Mohan doesn't want to go back to Jun's family. He doesn't even have freedom in such a big family all day long, right
Feng Sujin's eyes flashed with a cunning and intelligent light, and she deliberately said in a coquettish voice: "Husband, you have to feed me."
Jun Mohan lowered his head and saw the light in Feng Sujin's eyes, and knew that his little wife was probably thinking of how to deal with him.
Naturally, he said with a good temper: "Okay, you are my baby, I will feed you."