Feng Sujin blushed and lowered her head.
When she was shy, she was always shy in front of her husband.
Jun Mohan stretched out his hand to gently straighten Feng Sujin's hair and said, "Ajin, I usually help you take a bath and get you dressed. Why are you so shy about getting dressed this time, huh?"
"That's different..."
When Feng Sujin said this, she was angry and blushing.
Jun Mohan looked at his little wife's shy look and couldn't help but tease her, "I've seen you before when you were wearing nothing, and I've loved you so many times. Why is it different?"
Feng Sujin's face really felt like it was burning. She stretched out her hand to poke Jun Mohan, "This is a wedding dress. Just wait for me... wait until I put it on and then I'll show it to you. Okay? Okay?"
Feng Sujin coquettishly acted coquettishly with Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan couldn't stand the way Feng Sujin acted coquettishly with him, which made his heart become very soft.
When she acts coquettishly, he has no choice but to give her the best.
But Jun Mohan wanted to see more of his little wife acting coquettishly with him.
"Mo Han, husband..."
Feng Sujin looked up at Jun Mohan and blinked, wanting him to agree.
Such a delicate voice made him just want to pamper her.
"Okay, I'll do whatever you want. I'll wait for you outside."
Although Jun Mohan couldn't wait to see the beauty of his little wife, he still endured it and went out first.
Feng Sujin tried on the dresses by herself, but she found that some of them were really complicated to put on, and she didn't seem to be good at tying the straps.
Jun Mohan waited outside the door for a long time but did not see Feng Sujin come out. He asked worriedly: "Ajin, what's wrong?"
Feng Sujin felt a little embarrassed when she heard Jun Mohan's voice.
She opened the door, looked at Jun Mohan, and said, "I don't seem to know how to tie the belt at the back."
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin, especially because she was wearing a red fishtail dress, which made her skin as white as snow, making him unable to take his eyes away.
He knew that his Ajin was beautiful, but he didn't expect that red suited her so well.
Jun Mohan's eyes darkened, with a dim light shining inside.
When Feng Sujin looked at her like this, she knew what her Mr. Jun was thinking.
Her face was a little red, and she gently pulled on her clothes, trying to fix the straps at the back.
Jun Mohan's throat moved and he whispered, "I'll tie it for you."
This is a traditional tying method. Jun Mohan didn't know how to tie it at first, but he was involved in the design of these dresses. He understood everything he needed to know and communicated with the designer what he didn't understand.
So now, I can tie it to Feng Sujin with familiarity.
When tying the belt, Jun Mohan's fingers would inevitably touch Feng Sujin's skin.
Feng Sujin felt the cool temperature, and her skin trembled.
She felt like an electric current was running through her whole body, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva. What should I do? Her husband Jun didn't have to do anything, but she was trembling slightly and her heartbeat was racing.
She felt that the process of tying the straps was so slow.
"Ok?"
"Well, it's almost done, don't worry."
Jun Mohan's voice was hoarse. When he looked at Feng Sujin's beautiful back, he had the urge to tear her dress into pieces.
He still had to work hard to restrain this impulse, which was almost fatal.
After tying Feng Sujin, Jun Mohan looked at the part of skin still exposed on the back, his eyes darkened, "Ajin, I really don't want you to wear such clothes for others to see."