Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

Chapter 819: Infuriating fun

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Feng Sujin was thinking about Jun Mohan's physical condition. When she heard Nalan Xiang'er's last words, her expression suddenly changed and her eyes sank.

Feng Sujin stared at Nalan Xiang'er closely.

Nalan Xiang'er looked at Feng Sujin with an arrogant expression, and what she said was the truth.

A sentence kept echoing in Feng Sujin's mind, what does it mean that the body can save him

Feng Sujin instinctively felt a sting in her heart, but she bit her lower lip with her teeth and used the sting from the outside world to quickly calm down.

Although she was worried about Jun Mohan, she was not stupid. She had reason and her own judgment.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have lived a strong life until now.

There is no one in the world who can defeat her. As long as her heart is strong enough, she is invincible.

The corners of Feng Sujin's lips curved into a sarcastic arc.

The body can save you, don't be like what the TV series says, it takes a balance of yin and yang.

Do you think she, Feng Sujin, is stupid

Feng Sujin held the coffee cup with her fingers and tapped it slowly and slowly, as if she didn't care about anything, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

Nalan Xiang'er was surprised, why was Feng Sujin so calm and calm

No panic at all.

"You don't care about his body at all."

Feng Sujin looked at Nalan Xiang'er opposite and had the urge to pour all the coffee on her.

But she still held back, "Excuse me, Miss Nalan, who are you, Mr. Jun, my mother? Did you marry my father more than 20 years ago and gave birth to Jun Mohan? Are you using Can you discuss this issue with me from the perspective of a mother-in-law?"

When Feng Sujin spoke, she spoke carefully and deliberately with an innocent and innocent look, as if she really suspected that Nalan Xiang'er was Jun Mohan's mother and Jun Zhengqi's wife more than 20 years ago.

"But that's not right. Logically speaking, you should be in your fifties, but you don't look like a great god."

"Pfft..."

Nalan Xiang'er was finally so angry that she spat out a mouthful of coffee at Feng Sujin's two words, and almost vomited blood in anger.

This was the first time she lost her composure because of someone else's two words.

She never knew that Feng Sujin could be so sharp-tongued and make her so angry.

Nalan Xiang'er really wanted to vomit blood and her face turned pale with anger. She looked arrogant just now, but now she really looked like a clown. She was hurriedly wiping her clothes with tissues.

The corners of Feng Sujin's mouth twitched, looking at Nalan Xiang'er like this and wanting to laugh.

It turns out it's quite fun to piss people off like this.

She thought she must have become evil to have such fun.

Feng Sujin coughed and continued: "That's right. I think Miss Nalan is actually quite great, and you are willing to sacrifice like this."

After saying this, Feng Sujin deliberately played it off and paused.

But at this time, Nalan Xiang'er lost her composure, her thoughts were confused, and she asked instinctively: "What to sacrifice?"

She didn't think it was a sacrifice for her to save her senior brother.

Feng Sujin held her chin and looked Nalan Xiang'er up and down, especially focusing on Nalan Xiang'er. Her eyes were like searchlights, focusing on a certain place.

Nalan Xiang'er didn't know why, but she felt a little scared.

Why does she think Feng Sujin like this is abnormal? Staring at a certain part of her, it's her breasts...

Nalan Xiang'er had to endure it because she was afraid that she would reach out and cover her up in a rude manner, which would make Feng Sujin laugh.