The Empire's Mr.Jun Is Playing The Villain Again

Wind Su Jin heart some sad, perhaps she has seen the people around her Jun Mo Han, only she has not met him positively!

But it doesn't matter. He'll be around.

Feng Su Jin ate a bowl and asked Qiu Wenzheng, "which bowl is there?"

In this case, only Feng Sujin and Qiu Wenzheng understood what it meant.

Because he said two bowls before, so Feng Su Jin knew there was another bowl for her.

Her subtext is, and that bowl is Jun Mo Han for her package.

Faced with such a smart woman, Qiu Wenzheng felt that any lies were useless.

He can only silently pass the bowl of dumplings to Feng Sujin.

Feng Su Jin continued to eat.

Eating and eating, she really wanted to cry.

But she can only control her emotions very hard.

"Crackling..."

Outside the sound of firecrackers is still ringing, such a sound makes people's heart more lonely.

Wind Su Jin looks as if floating to a far, far away place.

When Beiquan city was in the imperial capital, every time she made dumplings, Jun Mo Han was reluctant to let her do it.

But she always wanted to help, she would roll dumpling skin next to her, and when she looked up, she would look up at his gentle and doting eyes.

Every time the dumplings, she will smell the smell, waiting for it.

He would gently touch her head and say, "ah Jin, I'll be fine for a while."

That look, that tone, now want to come, really special miss.

Every time when the dumplings were ready to be cooked, he would pick up one that was not so hot and put it into her mouth to let her eat the first one.

Seeing her happy eating, his eyebrows and eyes become particularly soft, which is the intoxicating wave light, gathering all the splendor of the world.

Those memories are engraved in the bone.

Thinking about it, Feng Su Jin's hands are trembling slightly, and some of them are unstable.

Two bowls of dumplings are the most she can eat with a good appetite.

A total of how many, she knows, Jun Mo Han also knows how much her appetite is.

And make sure you don't spoil her.

Wind Su Jin smile, with bitterness, with nostalgia, with deep feelings, so sad, but she is also so happy.

Because on such a special day, she ate the dumplings made by Jun Mo Han again.

She will not force him, she will not investigate whether she can see him, as long as he is good, know that he is around.

She'll wait for him to show up and meet her in person.

……

At this time, Liang Xiaoqing is as stunned as the sculpture. Jun Jun Mo Han?

She really heard me right, then So this woman is actually Feng Sujin?

Ah

Liang Xiaoqing's mouth was wide open, and he forgot his image in front of Qiu Wenzheng.

Although the Dakun tribe was far away from the Empire, she had heard some legends about the Empire.

One of them is about Jun Mo Han and Feng Su Jin.

These two men were the real kings and queens recognized by the people.

Both of them can write a story.

She still remembers that when she heard it before, she was yearning to see both of them.

I didn't expect that she would meet the legendary Feng Sujin!

No wonder she always felt that she was so beautiful, so noble and noble that she could not bear to blaspheme.

What's more, when she misunderstood before, she couldn't get jealous.

No, they're both dead?

So Is this a real person?

Liang Xiaoqing was in a daze. The bowl and chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground, which broke the peace in the tent.

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