The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 331 I miss you so much
Jun Mohan's soft sigh of longing made Feng Sujin's heart tremble, she also missed him, without him, she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Feng Sujin wanted to say that I miss you too, but she moved her lips and pressed them down. It's better to say I miss you when he comes back than on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Sujin could feel her heart beating while pinching the phone. She really missed her Mr. Jiajun.

Habits are actually quite scary things. She used to be used to falling asleep in his arms at night. Recently, when he went down for inspection, sometimes he didn’t come back for two or three days. Every night, she would miss him very much, miss that embrace.

Feng Sujin thought, took a deep breath, now is not the time to think about these things.

She hurried back to the ward and saw her father sitting by the bed, seemingly waiting for her quietly.

"Dad, I..."

Feng Sujin didn't even know how to explain her martial arts skills to her father.

Before she could say anything, Feng Yiyue interrupted her and said with a sigh: "My daughter has grown up, and she is so outstanding now."

Feng Sujin looked at her father's expression, her eyes widened, "Dad, can you accept that I know martial arts?"

Feng Yiyue nodded lovingly and sighed, "In the past, it was my father who was not good, and he always wanted to keep you safe, but now I feel that in this world, only by being strong and stronger can I protect myself well , Dad hopes that my daughter can protect herself well, and that you become stronger, as for martial arts..."

Speaking of this, Feng Yiyue paused for a moment, his eyes filled with reminiscence and nostalgia, "Jin'er, do you still remember the Feihuawu that your mother gave you when you were young?"

When Feng Sujin heard her father's words, she suddenly thought of the past.

At that time, she was about ten years old, and her mother taught her to practice dancing, saying that the flying flower dance was the most beautiful, and she had to practice various basic skills, such as squatting, handstand, spinning...

At that time, there was a tree in the yard of the family. In spring, the flowers fell, and she took the flowers and practiced flying flower dance. The whole yard was covered with petals.

Both Feng Yiyue and Feng Sujin missed their home at the same time, after a while, Feng Yiyue interrupted the memory, "Jin'er, it is actually a set of exercises, suitable for you to use silver needles as weapons to protect yourself."

Feng Sujin listened to her father's words, and opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "Dad, tell me, you said it was a set of exercises? It's not a dance? This...how is this possible?"

Feng Yiyue sighed and said: "Before, it was my father who was not good. Your mother taught you martial arts. I always felt that girls who beat and kill can't live an ordinary life. My father disagrees. I thought I could protect you." With my sister, but I didn't expect..."

As Feng Yi said, he felt a little apologetic, if he had told his daughter earlier, would she have suffered less.

Feng Sujin's head buzzed. She thought of many things her mother taught her when she was young. Now that she thinks about it, they are all useful. Her mother taught her how to distinguish the natural environment, how to live in the wild, taught her astronomy and geography, and There are playing in the yard with dirt on the wall, and interacting with birds... Even dancing is a practice?
As she thought about it, her complexion changed, "Dad, what is mother's identity?"

She remembered that once when she had a fight with Mrs. Feng, Mrs. Feng said that the assassination was related to her mother, and her mother's identity was unclear, and she said that it was related to her father.

(Dear ones, let’s compare my heart, I love you all the most, let’s vote for recommendation, okay?)

(End of this chapter)