The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 272 Do You Know It's Wrong?
Sometimes Feng Sujin is really dishonest when she sleeps, and she likes to tumbling, especially after falling asleep after drinking, she tumbling violently.

Jun Mohan got up several times a night, but each time he could only sigh helplessly, hug Feng Sujin, cover the two of them with a quilt, and then went back to sleep.

Of course, in the middle of the night, Feng Sujin kicked off the quilt several times.

Jun Mohan would helplessly get up and cover her with the quilt again.

There is always too much patience with her.

The next day, when Feng Sujin woke up, she felt a headache and a little discomfort all over her body.

When Feng Sujin opened her eyes, she was in a daze when she saw the person working on the table beside the bed, "Mo Han."

Hearing the voice, Jun Mohan put down the document and pen, got up, sat down beside the bed, and patted Feng Sujin's head, "I'm awake, is there any discomfort?"

Feng Sujin rubbed her head, still a little confused, "Where am I?"

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's dazed look, and lightly flicked her head, "Don't you remember what happened last night?"

Feng Sujin just started to think about the scene before going to bed. As she thought about it, her complexion changed, and finally she blushed so much that she wished she could fall asleep again.

Although they were all drunk, she still had some vague impressions.

She looked at Jun Mohan again, dumbfounded.

"Yesterday, yesterday, I..."

Feng Sujin stuttered, didn't know what to say, she reached out and beat her head, "It hurts so much, I can't remember."

Jun Mohan straightened Feng Sujin's hair, and pressed her hand, "I still know it hurts, why didn't I know that I would get a headache when I was drinking."

Feng Sujin thought of the reason why she was drinking, and the corner of her mouth curled into a bitter arc. Knowing that she had made Jun Mohan worry, she lowered her head guiltily.

Feng Sujin in this appearance is exactly like a child who made mistakes, Jun Mohan really doesn't know what to do with her.

Jun Mohan held Feng Sujin's hand, and asked softly, "Do you know that drinking is wrong?"

Feng Sujin felt Jun Mohan's gentle tone, and hurriedly promised: "I promise not to drink too much next time."

Jun Mohan sighed, hugged her in his arms, and patted her on the back, "Just know you're wrong, get up, I'll take you home."

Feng Sujin woke up completely after washing up. Thinking of what happened yesterday, she wished she could slap herself a few more times.

Sitting in the car, when walking home, Feng Sujin peeked at Jun Mohan several times, feeling that there was something wrong with her Mr. Jun, he was too silent.

Feng Sujin pursed her lips and said, "Mo Han, aren't you going to work today?"

"Well, not going."

Feng Sujin won't be able to find anything to talk about for a while, and when she gets home, Jun Mohan hands something to Feng Sujin, rolls up her sleeves and goes to the kitchen to make breakfast.

No matter what, he couldn't bear to starve his wife.

Feng Sujin froze for a moment, then opened the thing in her hand, and saw that it was the special video recorder she had given to Zou Rudan before.

Feng Sujin's expression changed, and she opened it to look. There were a few blurred shots, which belonged to Zou Rudan and Nalan Yunqing. Others could see it, but she knew it was these two people. Although there was no trace of ambiguity, they were Appearing in one scene and one room, Xia Sixuan's jealousy is enough to stimulate her.

Feng Sujin ran to the kitchen, as if thinking of something, she paused, then lightly pulled off Jun Mohan's shirt, "Mohan~"

Feng Sujin's tone of voice was soft and soft, with the hint of being coquettish.

Such a voice made Jun Mohan's heart soften, his expression softened, and he turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"This, how did you get this?"

She thought that Nalan Yunqing would find everything and would not leave any traces, but she didn't expect this, and she didn't know how Jun Mohan got it.

(End of this chapter)