Jun Moying nodded connivingly, completely devoid of the anger and anger that Feng Qian expected.

"Well, I've lost."

His calm appearance made Feng Qian not react all of a sudden, didn't this guy just make up his mind that he had to win her, why did he suddenly become so easy to talk?

There are only two possibilities for the rogue to become Mr. Yes again, either he needs to pretend when there are many people, or he comes up with a worse trick to deal with you.

Feng Qian felt that the current Jun Moying was undoubtedly the second type.

"So I don't have to listen to you now, do I?"

"Yes, no."

"Then I'm going back now, and I don't want to see you for a while, what do you think?"

"I can go back, but I can't do the latter." Jun Moying looked at her seriously and said, "The rules we said at the beginning, if you lose, you will listen to me." I didn't say that if I lost, I would have to listen to you. ”

"Jun Moying, you are a laipi again!"

She knew that this man was not so kind, and he would admit defeat so easily!

Feng Qian suddenly got up from the ground, and when he saw Jun Moying's eyebrows, he suddenly frowned, and he almost couldn't help but go over and carry her back on his shoulder. You can't take your time with a small thing that doesn't have a sense of proportion!

"Why do I have to listen to you if I lose, and you don't have to do anything if you lose?"

"It wasn't clear at the beginning." Jun Moying said lightly, "So of course you don't have to execute it now." ”

Feng Qian was almost so angry that he vomited blood: "You ......"

Before she could speak, Jun Moying frowned again, strode towards her, put one hand on her shoulder, and was about to pick her up.

Feng Qian was startled, "What are you doing?" ”

As soon as the words fell, her whole body suddenly lightened, and she was really picked up by the man.

"Looks like it's going to rain outside. According to your walking speed, it is estimated that you will be wet when you return to Fengyang Palace, so it is better to go back faster like this. ”

it!

Feng Qian was angry: "I'd rather be wet, I'd rather become a soup chicken, than you hold me like this!" Feng Qian punched him twice in the chest, and his frowning expression was full of repulsion, "Just go back by yourself and let me down!" I'm either going to stay here, or I'm going to walk back slowly on my own, and I'm going to get wet, and I don't have to ......."

The noisy sound in the rockery cave was finally silenced by the man with a kiss.

Jun Moying felt that the easiest way to keep this little thing silent was like this.

You don't have to reason with her, because it doesn't make sense!

It was not the first time that Feng Qian had been treated so simply and rudely by him, and her anger burned her heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

This rascal, now just talk about her!

"You're not afraid of getting wet and drenching it back, but my daughter is still in your belly!"

Throwing down such a sentence, Jun Moying ignored her anymore and directly hugged her out with a calm face.

Along the way, Feng Qian's complaints never stopped.

"The sun is so shining, where does the rain come from......"

"You hold it so tightly, if you want to strangle me, just say it......"

"It's shaking so badly, aren't you afraid of having your daughter upset......"

After the last sentence was finished, Jun Moying's face was still as heavy as water, pursed his lips and didn't say a word, but his pace slowed down significantly.

Feng Qian laughed a few times, and his voice was a little mocking, clearly picking a bone in the egg, "Walking so slowly, what are you talking about, are you not afraid of rain now?" ”

Jun Moying closed her hands and pressed her directly on her chest, walking steadily, and walking back more and more slowly.