"Never."

Feng Wuwu shook his head, his eyes went around and around, but after all, he still fell on the thin silver ticket, and he couldn't help himself with grief.

She wanted to squeeze out a smile and comfort herself that she would stay in the green mountains and not worry about running out of firewood.

As a result, her dry howl was comparable to a roaring thunder, pushing and pouring from eight levels away, like a sword strike, like a landslide and a crack.

"Feng Wuwu, tell this king, what did they do to you?"

Jun Moran's voice became more and more hoarse, and he couldn't see Feng Wuwu so pitiful and helpless. For a while, I wanted to break the corpses of the people who hurt her into thousands of pieces.

Feng Wuwu was still immersed in the grief of losing a huge amount of money, unable to raise his interest, and replied sullenly, "They didn't do anything to me, they praised me for my good skin." ”

Jun Mo scolded in his heart, those bastards must have seen her body before they praised her for her good skin.

Thinking like this, he felt even more sorry for Feng Wuwu, "Don't think about it, this king will avenge you." ”

Feng Wuwu didn't know why, and looked at Jun Moran in a daze, feeling more and more that his voice was not quite right, and he was very hoarse.

She reached out and gently touched his rolling Adam's apple, and asked in a low voice, "Regent, is your throat uncomfortable?" ”

"Huh?"

Jun Moran didn't want to admit that because he was worried about Feng Wuwu, he even changed his voice slightly, and replied perfunctorily, "It's not in the way." ”

"Is the phlegm blocked?"

Feng Wuwu asked solemnly.

“………”

Feng Wuwu's words successfully destroyed the different feelings that Jun Mo Ran suddenly gave birth to.

His reason suddenly returned with the torrential rain that fell on his body.

However, Feng Wuwu didn't know what Jun Mo Ran was thinking at this time, and she was bent on collecting money, and asked tentatively, "Regent, I don't think your voice is really good, don't hold on, okay?" By the way, do you need ventilation services? The so-called ventilation is artificial respiration, mouth-to-mouth. One million taels at a time, how? ”

"Presumptuous!"

Only then did Jun Moran realize that with Feng's worry-free temperament, he couldn't suffer at all.

No, she is so bold that she not only has evil thoughts about him, but also wants to extort money from him!

Thinking of this, he got up angrily, took off the robe she was wearing, and asked in a cold voice, "Say, why did you rob other people's clothes?" ”

Feng Wuwu said with a chiseled voice, "Baili Heze dares to go against you, it is really beyond my strength." In order to vent your anger, in order to vent your anger, I rushed forward without hesitation, and proudly stripped him of his clothes, made him shirtless, and made him shiver from the cold. ”

"Rhetoric."

Jun Mo swept his eyes and tongue with a lotus flower, but he didn't believe what she said at all.

"Regent, don't you hate the Hundred Miles River? I breathed a bad breath for you, why aren't you happy at all? Are you feeling sorry for him......"

Feng Wuwu felt that the relationship between Jun Mo Ran and Baili Heze was very delicate.

Perhaps, they used to be a pair of fairy heroes who only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals, and then they had a suspicion due to various misunderstandings.

For a moment, Jun Moran really wanted to knock open Feng Wuwu's head to see what was inside.

However, for the sake of her not having a private relationship with Baili Heze, let me spare her once.

After all, Feng Wuwu is much more fun than most people who only kowtow and beg for mercy.

After pondering for a while, Jun Moran said coldly, "Chase the wind, Si Ming, escort Feng Wuwu back to the house." ”