Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Due to the heat, Feng Sujin began to toss her clothes casually, exposing delicate collarbone, her eyelashes trembled, and snow-like skin seemed to be dyed with red glow and crimson.

She looked at Jun Mohan uncomfortably and helplessly, her eyes were as clear as a lotus, but she also showed the light of dementation, with hunger.

Seems to be craving with eyes silently, wanting to approach Jun Mohan.

This style of Feng Sujin is undoubtedly the most beautiful. A long, shiny black hair twisted and scattered around her cheeks, forming a sharp contrast with her pale clavicle color, which is even more fascinating.

"It's hot ... water ..." Unconsciously whispered, Feng Sujin licked the bright cherry lips with his tongue.

Jun Mohan tilted his head to look at Feng Sujin like this, his heart moved inexorably, the hand holding the steering wheel tightened, and a stream of light flowed through his eyes, like a flower, but his eyes were burning.

The light inside was gloomy, and seemed to devour everything.

Feng Sujin's eyes matched this kind of eyes, and her soul seemed to be hooked.

She only knew that she wanted to be close to this charming man now and wanted to miss it.

Jun Mohan originally wanted to take her back, but turned into a hotel door halfway along the way.

He got out of the car, bypassed the front of the car, and hugged Feng Sujin.

Feng Sujin is like a beautiful snake, leaning against Jun Mohan without a bone, holding his neck with both hands, rubbing hard, kissing the clean fragrance of lotus on his body, he is drunk.

"Oh, so good, so comfortable ..."

Jun Mohan endured Feng Sujin's solicitation, took out a black card from his pocket, swiped it, and hugged her into the first-floor suite. This black card works in all hotel chains with the night word.

Jun Mohan closed the door with one kick, went in and placed Feng Sujin on the bed.

But Feng Sujin was holding Jun Mohan's neck, holding her hands tightly, and the red on his face became more and more bright. "Hot ... hot ..."

There was dim light in Jun Mohan's undisturbed eyes, and Feng Sujin's hand was going to be taken down. "Good, obedient, I'll go and put water on you."

"Water, water ... thirsty ..."

Feng Sujin lifted his head instantly, just as Jun Mohan turned his head, the two lips were close to each other, and a soft and sweet feeling passed to Jun Mohan's mind, as if blasting.

Jun Mohan's charming and charming eyes flashed a hunting light, as if a dark tide pressed on his body, all of a sudden rushed out.

He straddled, grabbed Feng Sujin's arm and pressed it against her head, leaned forward, and bowed his head and kissed.

Jun Mohan's kiss seemed tender, but with a strong sense of domineering, Feng Sujin could not escape.

He traced the shape of her cherry lips with her lips, and gently bit her lips, letting Feng Sujin unconsciously hum, and the moment she opened her mouth was when Jun Mohan drove straight in.

He completely swallowed Feng Sujin's breath, so that she could only cling to him even more, craving him.

"Are you thirsty?"

Jun Mohan's deep, hoarse sound was in Feng Sujin's ear.

Feng Sujin's body was burning like fire. At this time, listening to a pleasant voice like Guqin, she said instinctively, "thirsty, thirsty ..."

"What do you want?"

"To ... to ..."

Jun Mohan's kiss fell a little, and it was contained on her skin, making Feng Sujin's whole body tremble with him.

His hands seemed to have magic power, making her whole body the same as the overcurrent. The heat and thirst did not dissipate, but became even hotter, and the whole person became the same.

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