Jun Mohan put his mobile phone on the table next to him. He put one hand around Feng Sujin's waist and stroked Feng Sujin's hair with the other hand. "My madam, have you ever seen Mr. Jun in your family have sex with others?" Have you been patient?"
Feng Sujin thought for a while and said, "Are you only patient with me?"
"You are my wife and my lover. I will not be patient with anyone if I am not patient with you."
"But Jingrou is also your sister."
Jun Mohan sighed helplessly, "If you want to treat her as your sister, then treat her as your sister!"
Feng Sujin listened to Jun Mohan's compromising words, leaned into his arms and said nothing.
She knew that Jun Mohan could not truly regard Jun Jingrou as his sister.
Because she was once used by Li Ruoying, whenever she thinks of Jun Jingrou, she will definitely think of the conspiracies and conspiracies that exist in the Jun family.
Feng Sujin listened to the beating sound in Jun Mohan's heart and said, "Mo Han, if we have a child in the future, I want a daughter."
Jun Mohan's whole body was shaken. He never expected that Feng Sujin's topic would change to this.
He really didn't dare to think about the child.
After Jun Mohan came back to his senses, his heart became extremely soft. He stroked Feng Sujin's hair and said warmly: "Well, hello, daughter. If I have a daughter like you, I will give her the best of everything." .”
"I'd be jealous."
Jun Mohan couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, "How can a mother and her daughter be jealous of each other?"
"I do not care!"
Jun Mohan coaxed with a good temper, "Okay, okay, you are the most important to me, others, even our children, must come second."
He knew that if he had children, his Ajin would love them even more.
She deliberately acted like a spoiled child with her, but she didn't want the two of them to get sad because of the child.
The current situation is not suitable for having a child even if I think about it again.
When everything calms down, he will give her the child.
After the two had a conversation, Jun Mohan coaxed Feng Sujin and said, "Good boy, it's too late. It's time to go to bed. Go to sleep!"
Feng Sujin was still lying in Jun Mohan's arms and said lazily: "Well, I don't want to move."
Jun Mohan said softly: "Weren't you quite energetic just now?"
"I just don't want to move, so you hug me."
Jun Mohan was only patient enough and had a good temper when dealing with Feng Sujin, "Okay, I'll hold you."
Jun Mohan sat up, picked up Princess Feng Sujin, and gently placed her next to her. He put a pillow on her and covered her with a quilt.
"Hug!"
Jun Mohan had no choice but to treat Feng Sujin as his daughter.
"Okay, let's sleep together."
Jun Mohan stretched out his hand to hold Feng Sujin in his arms and put one hand around her neck, "Be good, go to sleep!"
Feng Sujin felt physically and mentally safe now, and she said sweetly: "Husband, it's great to have you."
She didn't even know why she couldn't help but want to be coquettish and dependent in front of her Mr. Jun.
"It's good to have you around."
Leaning in Jun Mohan's arms, Feng Sujin also fell asleep after a while.
When she woke up in the middle of the night, Feng Sujin opened her eyes and felt that the whole room was a little bright. She remembered not turning on the light.
When she looked out the window, she saw firelight shining in the sky not far from the window. She was startled, and then stretched out her hand to shake Jun Mohan awake, "Mo Han, look quickly, isn't that the direction of Jian's house? Why did it start a fire?"
Jun Mohan stood up and looked out the window, the corner of his mouth curled up in a faint and cold arc, and the dim light in his eyes flickered.
Feng Sujin saw her Mr. Jun being so calm and calm, blinked her eyes and said, "Mo Han, isn't it really the Jian family's fire?"