Chapter 79 Blow-drying her hair
Feng Sujin explained almost incoherently.
He still stuttered a bit when he spoke.
She didn't know why, when facing Jun Mohan.
She doesn't even look like herself anymore.
She was either escaping or afraid, but she was not used to it and was very restrained.
She never thought about running away from Jun Mohan.
To her, Jun Mohan is very important.
She had already been mentally prepared on the day she agreed to marry Jun Mohan. She also told herself that she wanted to be a good wife, so how could she escape?
She didn't.
She had been very noisy for a long time. Several times in the morning before, she had found that she was like an octopus.
She felt a little embarrassed inside.
Feng Sujin looked up at Jun Mohan, her eyelashes trembled slightly and her eyes were wet.
After listening to Feng Sujin's words, Jun Mohan's eyes flashed when he saw her look like this.
After a moment, he stood up, with all his momentum gone, his aura restrained, as if he had become the noble and elegant Mr. Jun before.
He reached out and patted Feng Sujin's hair gently, "Remember, you are my wife, you must have this awareness."
He always felt that his little wife didn't seem to have adapted to her role.
"I know that you will be the most important person to me in the future."
Jun Mohan's eyes flashed with surprise, obviously he didn't expect Feng Sujin to answer like this.
However, these words made Jun Mohan seem to be in a good mood. His dark eyes faded and became as warm as water.
He lowered his head slightly and placed a kiss on Feng Sujin's lips, "Well, you're so good, go to bed early!"
Then, Jun Mohan turned around and left.
Feng Sujin was stunned for a while, then fell down and sat on the bed in a daze.
She looked at the empty bedroom with mixed emotions.
She didn't know if Jun Mohan was angry. She also seemed concerned that he would be angry.
After a while, Jun Mohan walked in with a towel and a hairdryer.
He sat down by the bed and patted the place next to him, "Ajin, come here."
Feng Sujin hadn't recovered yet, but she reacted first and sat down next to Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan gathered up Feng Sujin's wet hair, wiped her again with a towel, and then used a hair dryer to dry her hair.
The hair dryer made a huffing sound.
Jun Mohan and Feng Sujin didn't speak, but there was a particularly warm and harmonious atmosphere.
Feng Sujin could feel Jun Mohan's gentle treatment, and her heart dropped, as her whole body seemed to be surrounded by a warm feeling.
Jun Mohan blew and felt his arms sink.
His little wife fell asleep like this.
The movements in Jun Mohan's hands paused for a moment, and then he laughed helplessly.
He shook his head and hugged Feng Sujin gently.
He continued to blowdry her hair, his movements becoming more gentle.
After her hair was dried, Jun Mohan turned off the hair dryer, placed it on the bedside table, and then straightened her hair.
Then gently lay her down and give her a pillow.
He tidied himself up and took Feng Sujin into his arms again.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Jun Mohan sighed. His injury was actually not serious, but his system was a little special, otherwise he would not have been injured and had a fever that day...
Thinking of these things about himself, a cold light flashed in Jun Mohan's eyes, as if he was deep in thought.
It was late at night before he fell asleep.
When Feng Sujin woke up the next day, Jun Mohan was no longer in the house.
She got up and rubbed her head, not remembering how she slept last night.
It seemed that when Jun Mohan blew her hair, she had no memory of it. Could it be that she fell asleep?
(End of chapter)