Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Unbuttoning the shirt buttons and rolling up the sleeves, Jun Mohan lost the coolness and seriousness of ordinary days, and became more lazy and extravagant.

It's a **** visual stimulus.

Even if Feng Sujin is a little drunk, she is almost drooling in the fascination of the charming senses in front of her.

She had almost forgotten everything. There was only the person in front of her eyes, and she almost groaned.

There was a sound just lingering around Qin Liang, and the trembling heart strings trembled violently.

"Ajin, tell me, do you want me or do you want wine?"

Feng Sujin was drunk and bewildered. The whole body longed for the people in front of her. She began to stretch Jun Mohan's shirt and kissed her lips in a random way.

Jun Mohan sat still and looked at the eager Feng Sujin.

In his brilliant eyes, the light was faint, flickering, passing through the dark light, and devouring everything like a vortex, but he sat still without any movement.

Feng Sujin kissed Jun Mohan casually, but she didn't know what she wanted, she didn't know what she wanted, just the person in front of her didn't move, she was crying anxiously ...

"Well……"

Feng Sujin pouted his lips and seemed to be aggrieved, reaching out to grab the meat of Jun Mohan.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's eager grievance and wanted to cry, holding back his distress, and continued to ask, "Ajin, tell me, what do you want, wine, or something else?"

Today, she was drunk for others, and even cried like this, he really wanted to punish her.

But I do n’t know if it is punishing her or punishing herself. How much self-control can he use to endure this distress, silly girl, it really does n’t let him worry, but it also makes him helpless. a feeling of.

Feng Sujin's kiss had no rules, but it also stirred the enthusiasm of Jun Mohan's body.

He held Feng Sujin's hand and stopped letting her move. "Tell me, what do you want?"

Feng Sujin watched as she couldn't touch the beauty in front of her, and anxiously cry, "Well ... you bully me ... you all bully me ... wow ..."

At this moment, Feng Sujin's tears came out, and Pear was raining, which made people feel pity.

Jun Mohan sighed helplessly, obviously punishing her, but it was him who finally punished him. His heart hurt so much. He bowed his head and kissed Feng Sujin's eyes and kissed her tears. Did not bully you. "

When Feng Sujin was aggrieved and uncomfortable, he instinctively shouted the voice of dependence in his heart, "Mo Han, Mo Han ..."

Jun Mohan listened to her unconsciously whispering her name. Somewhere softest in her heart was hit, and his voice became deeper and clearer. "Good, A Jin, I'm here, here."

Feng Sujin opened her eyes and looked at the enlarged face in front of her eyes. When she lowered her head, she was a **** chest. Although she was a little confused, her body's instinctual desire was there.

She continued to put on her lips and kissed wildly.

"Do you want it?"

"Mo Han, ask her husband ..."

These words made Jun Mohan unable to keep calm anymore. He looked at the messy little hand, and then looked at her pear-loving and rain-loving appearance, and took a hard breath.

"A Jin, look at how I love you."

In a word, Jun Mohan no longer hesitated, holding Feng Sujin's hand, and falling densely, like a storm ...

Feng Sujin's whole body was hot and uncomfortable. She didn't know what she wanted, she only knew that it was uncomfortable at the bottom of her heart, and she wanted to grasp everything in front of her.