Feeling the pity in Jun Mohan's voice, Feng Sujin's heart rippled slightly, and her heart seemed a little uneasy.
In fact, after experiencing life and death, the relationship between the two has become more harmonious.
Feng Sujin actually couldn't tell what emotions were involved.
She thought, maybe as Jun Mohan said before, it's better to let nature take its course.
Since coming back, the two have begun to sleep in the same bed at night.
Of course, we used to sleep in the same bed.
But at that time, when Jun Mohan went to bed, she didn't even know she was asleep. When she woke up the next day, Jun Mohan was nowhere to be seen, so there was no embarrassment.
But now, his physical injury is not completely healed and he needs to rest early.
So every time Feng Sujin took a shower, washed, and rubbed herself, and then went to bed, Jun Mohan was still awake.
Jun Mohan was sitting by the bed reading the newspaper, his profile was exquisite and charming.
When he is serious, he seems to be otherworldly, ethereal and mysterious.
Feng Sujin was a little restrained. She actually preferred that Jun Mohan would have fallen asleep by the time she finished washing.
Obviously, no matter how late she stayed, Jun Mohan would not go to bed early.
Seemingly hearing the voice, Jun Mohan looked away from the newspaper, and when he saw Feng Sujin, his eyes softened, "Have you finished washing?"
Feng Sujin nodded. After nodding, she realized why this sentence felt so ambiguous.
For a moment, her face felt hot.
Jun Mohan didn't know what was going on in Feng Sujin's mind. He cast his gaze on Feng Sujin's hair and said helplessly: "Why didn't you blow dry your hair today?"
Feng Sujin tugged on her wet hair, "Well, I heard that it's good for your hair to dry naturally. I'll wait for it to dry before going to bed. You can go to bed first."
After finishing speaking, Feng Sujin wished she could bite off her tongue. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Jun Mohan's face.
Jun Mohan raised his picturesque eyebrows and looked at Feng Sujin with a half-smile, a charming light flashing in his eyes without any distinction between emotions.
Feng Sujin's heart was beating when Jun Mohan looked at her like this.
"me… "
Jun Mohan stood up and walked slowly to Feng Sujin.
Every move exuded nobility and elegance, but for some reason, Feng Sujin always felt that the footsteps had a strong domineering air.
Jun Mohan stood in front of Feng Sujin, a head taller than her, looking down at her.
After watching for a while, Jun Mohan took a step forward gently, and Feng Sujin had to take a step back.
Jun Mohan's pressure was very strong, until Feng Sujin pushed her against the wall, unable to retreat anymore. She stretched out her little hand and placed it tremblingly on Jun Mohan's shirt.
For some reason, under Jun Mohan's strong aura, her heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was about to burst out of her heart.
Jun Mohan put one hand in his pocket and placed the other on the wall beside Feng Sujin.
He lowered his body slightly, got close to Feng Sujin's ear, and gently held Feng Sujin's earlobe.
An electric trembling feeling suddenly poured into Feng Sujin's body, "Uh... ah..."
Feng Sujin's toes curled up, and she couldn't help but scream.
Jun Mohan was obviously very satisfied with Feng Sujin's reaction, "Ajin, if I want you, do you think I can avoid it?"
Jun Mohan's voice was deep, clear and magnetic, making Feng Sujin's heart tremble.
Mr. Jun like this was so full of momentum that Feng Sujin simply couldn't resist him.
"No... no... you are injured, I can't... I can't touch your wound."