The corners of Jun Mo's lips were slightly raised, looking at Feng Wuwu's funny appearance of running away, he suddenly felt relaxed and happy.

"Huh! Ah Ran, where did you find the boy? Thin waist and hips, wild temperament! Jimo Zichen walked to Jun Moran's side and looked at Feng Wuwu who was running wildly all over the field with interest.

Jun Mo said coldly, and his face was particularly displeased, "What are you here for?" ”

"Doesn't that care about you? Why, haven't you found the flower thief who stole your dirty pants? Ji Mo Zichen asked unabashedly, but his eyes kept looking at Feng Wuwu steadily.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Jun Mo Ran's blade-like indifferent eyes swept towards Jimo Zichen, and he threw the bow and arrow in his hand back to the platform.

"Hah! Ah Ran, you shouldn't be a delicate boy holding a grass target, right? ”

Even Mo Zichen was also interested, grabbed an arrow casually, and shot it towards Feng Wuwu's top bun.

Feng Wuwu was keenly aware of the imminent danger, threw away the grass target in his arms casually, and used the silver needle in his sleeve to control the enemy with his backhand.

Woooo

In an instant, even Mo Zichen's crotch was fixed by three silver needles, and he grinned in pain.

Looking at the phoenix again, he didn't escape Jimo Zichen's plot, the jade crown on the top was shattered, and a green silk was draped over his shoulders, which was beautiful and incomprehensible.

She rushed in anger, bent her knees, raised her legs, and kicked towards Jimo Zichen's crotch.

"The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle cannot be messed up. If there is a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless! Feng Wuwu glanced at Jimo Zichen viciously, and then looked at Jun Mo Ran.

Jun Moran also looked at her intently, her cloak looked like a woman.

There is a sassy and heroic posture in the glamorous, which makes people can't take their eyes off.

"Regent, do you dare to change me for archery?" Feng Wuwu raised his eyebrows, and provoked Jun Mo Ran angrily.

At this moment, Jimo Zichen, who was covering his crotch with both hands, recognized Feng Wuwu and shouted angrily, "It's you!" Good boy, he actually hid in the Regent's Palace! ”

Feng Wuwu turned his head and thought for a while before he remembered that he had seen him at the city gate.

She said with little interest, "It's me." What's the point? ”

Ji Mo Zichen pulled out the silver needle that was deeply rooted in his body with difficulty, moved behind Jun Moran quietly, and said angrily, "Ah Ran, don't let him go!" At the gate of the city that day, it was he who devalued the dirty pants that had your tempting body smell worthless, and called it some kind of! ”

Jun Moran twitched the corners of his mouth frantically, he didn't want to remember the theft of his dirty pants at all.

Feng Wuwu glanced at Jun Mo Ran with some weakness, and explained again and again, "Don't get me wrong, Lord Regent, I never said that. Your dirty pants are beautiful, and the pig painted on them is superb. I've got a name for it, would you like to hear it? ”

"Feng Wuwu, tired of living?"

Jun Moran once again stretched out his hand to strangle Feng Wuwu's slender neck, but for some reason, the Feng Wuwu in front of him made him a little at a loss.

He only felt that the dantian was dry and hot, and the thin neck in his hand was slippery.

Unconsciously, Jun Moran actually enjoyed some close physical contact with her.

Feng Wuwu noticed that the strength of the hand on her neck had decreased sharply, from tight strangulation to gentle caressing, and her face turned green, "Regent, don't you feel ashamed to be emotionally attached to a man?" ”

Jun Moran's face turned pale, he slowly withdrew his hand, and gently wiped his palm with a brocade hand, "Tie up your hair." The cloak is scattered, and it is embarrassing. ”

"Yes, shame on you!"

Ji Mo Zichen nodded heavily, if it weren't for Jun Mo's face, he would definitely correct her on the spot.

As everyone knows, the six kings in the east, namely Mozi Chen, are romantic, regardless of men and women, and they are not mistaken.

Feng Wuwu glanced coldly at Jimo Zichen, who was a fox and a fake tiger, casually pulled off the silk belt around his waist, and neatly tied up his head full of green silk.

Ji Mo Zichen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Feng Wuwu to be so bold.

He tugged at Jun Moran's sleeve dissatisfiedly, "Ah Ran, you let him bully people like this?" ”

"Didn't you bully him first?"

Jun Moran glanced at Jimo Zichen unhappily, turned around and ordered someone to throw him out of the regent palace.