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

Jun Mo Han's missing voice with a light sigh makes Feng Su Jin's heart tremble. She also miss him. Without him, she can't sleep in the middle of the night.

Feng Su Jin wants to say that I miss you too, but the lips move, press down, and wait for him to come back to talk about this missing, better than the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Su Jin holds the mobile phone, can feel the beat of her heart, she really miss her husband.

Habit is actually a terrible thing. She used to fall asleep in his arms at night. Recently, he went down to inspect him. Sometimes he didn't come back for two or three days. Every night, she would miss him and miss that embrace.

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

She quickly returned to the ward and saw her father sitting by the bed, as if waiting for her quietly.

"Dad, I..."

Feng Su Jin didn't know how to explain her martial arts to her father.

Before she said anything, the wind also more interrupted her words, sighed: "my daughter grew up, and now are so excellent."

Feng Su Jin looked at her father's expression, her eyes widened, "Dad, can you accept that I will fight?"

The more loving the wind nodded and sighed, "it used to be that my father was not good. I always wanted to make you safe. Now I feel that in this world, only to be strong and stronger can we protect ourselves. My father hopes that my daughter can protect herself and become stronger. As for martial Arts..."

Speaking of this, the wind more and more pause, eyes with reminiscence and miss, "jin'er, do you still remember the flying flower dance that your mother gave you when you were a child?"

Wind Su Jin heard her father's words, all of a sudden thought of the past.

At that time, she was about ten years old. Her mother taught her to practice dancing. She said that flying flower dance was the best. She had to practice various basic skills, such as squatting pile, handstand and rotation

At that time, there was a tree in the yard. In the spring, the flowers were falling. She took the flowers and practiced the flying flower dance. The whole yard was full of petals. It was good and beautiful at that time. The whole family was happy.

The more wind and wind Su Jin miss their home at that time. After a long time, the more wind interrupts the memory, "jin'er, in fact, it's a set of skills, which is suitable for you to use silver needles as weapons to protect yourself."

Feng Su Jin listened to her father's words and opened her eyes in disbelief, "Dad, you said that was a set of skills? Not dance? This How could that be possible? "

Feng also sighed and said, "it was my father who was not good. Your mother taught you martial arts. I always felt that fighting and killing in the girl's house can't live a normal life. My father didn't agree. I thought I could protect you and my sister, but I didn't expect..."

The more the wind said, there were some apologies. If she had told her daughter earlier, she would have suffered less.

Feng Sujin's head was buzzing. She remembered many things her mother taught her when she was a child. Now she thinks it is useful. Her mother taught her how to distinguish the natural environment, how to live in the wild, how to teach her astronomy and geography, how to use soil to pile up walls in the yard to play with, and interact with birds Even dance is a skill?

She thought, her face changed, "Dad, what is the identity of mom?"

She remembered that when she had a fight with the old lady Feng, she said that the assassination was related to her mother, her mother's identity was not clear, and what she said was related to her father.

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