Seeing Feng Sujin so happy, Jun Mohan couldn't help but smile and touched her head, "As long as you are happy."
Feng Sujin was writing the mailing address when she suddenly thought of Lan Beichen and her hands stopped.
Jun Mohan saw something wrong with her expression and asked softly: "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
Jun Mohan said, straightening Feng Sujin's hair, and patiently prepared to listen to what she had to say.
Feng Sujin wrote three words on the paper next to her, namely "Lan Beichen".
She said with a little emotion: "When he was in Beiquan City, on the day he said goodbye to me, he gave me the jade butterfly and said that if we get married in the future, remember to inform him."
"Should you still hesitate to send him an invitation?"
"Well, I still don't know where he has gone or where he lives. He said that if you want to contact him, you can also contact the Lan family in Beiquan City and they will send the news to him."
For Lan Beichen, Feng Sujin now only feels that the past is like a passing cloud, and many memories are blurred.
She seemed to have forgotten the good things Lan Beichen had given her and the injuries he had given her back then.
Thinking about it carefully, I can't think of anything.
The only thing she could remember was that when she was desperate, she met her Mr. Jun.
"Since he said to inform him, then you should inform him and just send the invitation. If he comes, he will come naturally."
"Aren't you jealous?"
Her Mr. Jun is very possessive, and she knows that.
Jun Mohan smiled softly, "You are mine. At the wedding, I announced to the world that you are mine."
"Well, that's really domineering."
"Domineering to you."
Jun Mohan whispered, lowered his head and kissed Feng Sujin's lips, kissing her deeply.
The kiss becomes deeper and deeper...
"Well...I...I still need to write an invitation..."
"Give it to me first, then later..."
A kiss aroused all the longing in Jun Mohan's body. His arms holding Feng Sujin tightened and the kiss became deeper and deeper.
His Ajin has gained some weight recently, and when he holds her, he is no longer just bones, but full of flesh.
The light in Jun Mohan's eyes became darker and darker, and the devouring aura became stronger and stronger.
Feng Sujin was panting from being kissed. Every time she was in Jun Mohan's arms, her body would turn into a puddle of water and her body would become extremely soft.
All the senses in her body were aroused by Jun Mohan.
"Mo... Mo Han..."
She actually didn't think so...
"Well... Be good, I'm here... Ajin, I'm here..."
Feng Sujin used the only reason she had to breathe and said softly: "This is the study... go back... go back to the bedroom..."
Jun Mohan whispered in Feng Sujin's ear: "Ajin, I can't bear it..."
In the end, a love affair took place in the study room.
Feng Sujin felt that she was the one who tormented her husband when he first came back.
This time, it was her husband who had no restraint.
"Mo Han, I...can't..."
"Be good, Ajin. I felt sorry for you so much before, but this time, I don't want to let you go..."
I don’t want to let go, but I actually can’t let go.
In this turbulent time, when the capital and empire are in turmoil, perhaps only when they are together can they feel safe and warm to each other.
And Jun Mohan had other worries in his heart.
He could only turn these emotions into actions and give his Ajin all the love.
Fireworks seemed to explode in Feng Sujin's mind.
She felt that some lights and shadows tended to flash in her mind recently, "Mo Han, I always feel that we have known each other before."