Chapter 557 A Jin, I won't let you go

Feng Sujin was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice that Jun Mohan was back, and was watching her from the door.

Jun Mohan really didn't want to disturb the tranquility of this moment, he just wanted time to freeze, he could always look at her, and she was always by his side.

I don't know how long it took, but Feng Sujin was almost ready to cook, and Jun Mohan's heart moved slightly.

In fact, he was not satisfied with looking at it like this, and wanted to get closer in his heart.

He stepped forward, hugged Feng Sujin from behind, lowered his head and kissed her neck gently.

Feng Sujin's whole body trembled, and she knew it was Jun Mohan when she felt the familiar aura.

"Um... you... come back?"

Feng Sujin's body trembled numbly, almost unable to hold the spoon.

Jun Mohan closed his eyes, intoxicated with the fragrance of Feng Sujin's body, "Well, I'm back, I miss you."

Even when Jun Mohan spoke, his lips were pressed against Feng Sujin's neck.

Feng Sujin had no resistance to Jun Mohan, but at this moment, her body softened and her legs became weak.

"No, there's soup..."

Jun Mohan felt the tenderness of the person in his arms, his throat rolled, and his eyes darkened.

Jun Mohan reached out and turned off the gas, then hugged Feng Sujin and turned her around.

Jun Mohan squeezed hard, hugged Feng Sujin, lowered his head and kissed deeply.

The clear aroma surrounded her, she only felt a kind of restlessness in her heart, which was also affectionate to him.

Jun Mohan's mouth can breathe the breath of his beloved, the whirlpool in his eyes is getting deeper and deeper, and the light in his eyes is getting darker and darker.

His tongue stuck in her mouth, forcefully snatching all her breath, and his arms tightened.

"Ajin, my Ajin..."

Jun Mohan is domineering in his bones. When kissing, he has to forcefully emphasize that she belongs to him.

"Mo Han, uh... the food is getting cold."

Looking at Jun Mohan's expression, she was really worried that he would ask her like this once, his stamina would definitely not be short, and the food would be cold by then.

She had used the food she cooked for him for a long time, and many of the dishes were his favorites.

It's a pity it's cold.

Although Jun Mohan thought about it, he didn't want to waste A Jin's thoughts, so he reluctantly let go of her lips, reached out and gently groped her lips, his eyes seemed to be stuck on it, and he couldn't move at all. open.

Feng Sujin was stared at by such eyes, and his hand seemed to have magic power, her face turned red, and she licked her lips dryly.

As everyone knows, such an action is the most fatal temptation for Mr. Jun who loves her.

Jun Mohan's eyes darkened even more, and he said hoarsely, "Ajin, I won't let you go."

Feng Sujin realized the meaning of this look, and hurriedly turned around, running into the living room while Jun Mohan was not paying attention.

"Husband, bring the dishes from the kitchen and adjust the taste of the soup. I'm hungry. I'll wait for you to eat here."

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin slyly escaping, and shook his head helplessly and laughed. Forget it, let's eat first.

Feng Sujin sat at the dining table, raised her head with her elbows, and looked at her Mr. Jun.

I just felt that when he served the meal, he was doing the most ordinary things, and his gestures gave people the most elegant feeling, which made her drunk.

She could feel her heart throbbing, her Mr. Jun is really charming.

Jun Mohan put the food on the table, looked at Shangfeng Sujin's eyes with a soft heart, reached out and touched her hair, "Why are you so serious?"