Feng Sujin explained almost incoherently.
She was either escaping or afraid, but she was not used to it and was very restrained.
Furthermore, she knew that she was not honest in her sleep. When she woke up two days ago, she saw herself on Mr. Jun's body like a fish in eight.
At that time, she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into. She was so embarrassed.
She had already been mentally prepared on the day she agreed to marry Jun Mohan. She also told herself that she wanted to be a good wife. How could she escape from such a thing!
She didn't.
Feng Sujin looked up at Jun Mohan, biting her lower lip with her teeth, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her eyes were wet.
After listening to Feng Sujin's words, Jun Mohan stiffened slightly and his eyes flashed when he saw her look like this.
After a moment, he stood up, with all his momentum gone, his aura restrained, as if he had become the noble and elegant Mr. Jun before.
He reached out and patted Feng Sujin's hair gently, "Remember, you are my wife, you must have this awareness."
"I know that you will be the most important person to me in the future."
Jun Mohan's eyes flashed with surprise, obviously he didn't expect Feng Sujin to answer like this.
However, these words made Jun Mohan seem to be in a good mood. His dark eyes faded and became as warm as water.
He lowered his head slightly and placed a kiss on Feng Sujin's lips, "Well, you're so good, go to bed early!"
Then, Jun Mohan turned around and left the bedroom.
Feng Sujin was stunned for a while, then climbed onto the bed and sat on the bedside in a daze.
After a while, Jun Mohan walked in with a towel and a hairdryer.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and patted the place next to him, "Ajin, come here."
Before Feng Sujin could recover, her body reacted first and sat down next to Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan gathered up Feng Sujin's wet hair, wiped her again with a towel, and then used a hair dryer to dry her hair. The hair dryer made a huffing sound.
Jun Mohan and Feng Sujin didn't speak, but there was a particularly warm and harmonious atmosphere.
Feng Sujin could feel Jun Mohan's gentle treatment, and her heart dropped, as her whole body seemed to be surrounded by a warm feeling.
Jun Mohan blew and felt his arms sink.
His little wife fell asleep like this.
The movements in Jun Mohan's hands paused for a moment, and then he laughed helplessly.
He shook his head, hugged Feng Sujin gently, and found a comfortable position for her. He continued to blow dry her hair, and his movements became more gentle.
After her hair was dried, Jun Mohan turned off the hair dryer, placed it on the bedside table, and then straightened her hair.
Then gently put her on the bed and put a pillow on her head.
After he tidied himself up and went to bed, he took Feng Sujin into his arms again.
His wife was really small, and he could fit her in his arms.
If he really wanted her, he didn't know if her body could bear it.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Jun Mohan sighed. His injury was actually not serious, but his body was a little special, otherwise he would not have been injured and had a fever that day...
Thinking of his own body, a dark light flashed in Jun Mohan's eyes, as if he was deep in thought.
It was late at night before he fell asleep.
When Feng Sujin woke up the next day, Jun Mohan was no longer on the bed.
She got up and rubbed her head, not remembering how she slept last night.
It seemed that when Jun Mohan blew her hair, she had no memory of it. Could it be that she fell asleep