When Jun Mohan and Feng Sujin woke up, it was already noon.
When Jun Mohan opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with light, lazy and intoxicating.
When he saw Feng Sujin in his arms, a soft, warm and charming light flashed in his beautiful eyes, "What time is it?"
Feng Sujin blinked and said, "It should be past eleven-thirty, almost twelve noon."
When Jun Mohan heard the time, his beautiful eyes flashed, and he gently stroked Feng Sujin's cheek, "I'm sorry for making you hungry all morning."
Jun Mohan said softly, his eyes filled with distressed light.
Feng Sujin shook her head and took the initiative to kiss Jun Mohan's cheek, "I'm not hungry. I can sleep in with you. I just woke up not long ago."
Jun Mohan hugged Feng Sujin, but he couldn't bear to let go, and wanted to stay in bed tenderly for a while.
But he was more worried about starving his little wife.
Jun Mohan kissed Feng Sujin's forehead, and then reluctantly got up.
He first held Feng Sujin and helped her wash up.
Feng Sujin felt that she was not so squeamish, which was totally fine.
But Jun Mohan became stubborn, and Feng Sujin had no choice but to obey.
After both of them had washed up, Jun Mohan carried Feng Sujin to the restaurant, where the servants had already prepared lunch.
Even during lunch, Jun Mohan was the one taking care of Feng Sujin.
"Eat well, eat more, and have someone come to your home in the afternoon to change your medicine."
"Um."
Feng Sujin nodded and continued to eat the dishes Jun Mohan gave her.
Feng Sujin felt very warm in her heart when she looked at the elegant and gentle Jun Mohan in front of her.
She seemed to have thought of something, pursed her lips, and said, "Mo Han, is it because I affect you from going to work?"
Jun Mohan paused in his movements, and looking at Feng Sujin's guilty look, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her hair, "It has nothing to do with you, and your injury was also caused by me. The one who gave it to me personally Let me take care of you during the long vacation."
Feng Sujin knew that the person Jun Mohan was talking about was the King of Guoyong.
Feng Sujin frowned, "How could he be so kind to give you a long vacation? Does the assassination of us the night before also have something to do with him? Otherwise, he would know so quickly!"
Feng Sujin didn't like that Guoyong Lord from the bottom of her heart, so she always felt that he was uneasy and well-intentioned.
Jun Mohan listened to his little wife's tone of defense, with a faint smile on his lips, "Even if he doesn't give me a long vacation, I will take the initiative to ask for leave. Nothing is as important as you."
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan with tears in her eyes. An injured person's heart is particularly fragile. He could be moved by just one word.
Jun Mohan sighed, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Feng Sujin's eyes, and said distressedly: "Why are you still crying? Does it hurt somewhere?"
"No, I was moved by you."
Jun Mohan shook his head and laughed, "You are too easily satisfied. You can be moved by just one sentence. I have to worry about whether others will take away my Ajin if they talk sweetly."
Jun Mohan said this in a joking tone, but Feng Sujin shook her head seriously, "No, I will never leave you until I die."
Feng Sujin was extremely serious about these words.
Jun Mohan was smiling, but when he heard these words, his heart palpitated and trembled hard, and the smile on his face also faded, "Don't say such things, you will live well."
Feng Sujin thought for a moment and said, "Well, then we can live as long as a turtle and be together forever."
Jun Mohan was amused by Feng Sujin, his chest shook slightly, and he said with a pleasant smile, "Well, turtle, you do live a long life."