Jun Mo dyed the anger around his body, and was softened by the dissolved moonlight.

His thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was gentle, "Before I met you, this king never thought that he would be able to marry a wife and have children like ordinary people in this life. Unexpectedly, the dream that I thought was out of reach could blossom on the ground. ”

To him, she is a firework on earth, a precious joy.

Feng Wuwu raised his hand, poked the shallow pear vortex at the corner of Jun Mo's lips, and whispered, "Ye never thought that he would meet the person he liked. Ye originally thought that he could only live a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife in this life. ”

"Huh?"

Jun Moran raised his eyes suddenly, and the deep light of his eyes seemed to have a strong gravitational pull, as if he wanted to eat her through.

"Nothing."

Feng Wuwu lowered the thoughts in his eyes, and casually pushed him down the Melting Moon Cold Spring, "Jun Mo Ran, Lord warns you." From now on, if you dare to stay up all night like this tonight, and get drunk, don't come back! ”

Jun Moran didn't notice it for a while and fell into the cold spring.

His pale skin was covered with a faint halo of misty mist, which was even more attractive in the lonely moonlight.

"Presumptuous."

His face suddenly sank, and he suddenly got up, wanting to drag Feng Wuwu into the spring.

However, as soon as his bony hand pressed down on her slender ankle, he temporarily lost consciousness due to the strength of the wine on his head.

In the next moment, his eyes rolled and his head tilted, and he fell asleep by the spring.

Feng Wuwu picked the right time, and when his eyes were about to close, he took out the pendant around his neck with lightning speed, and hypnotized him extremely easily.

"Why are you drinking too much tonight?"

"This king was overjoyed, ecstatic, and lost his sense of proportion for a while."

"What else?"

"This king has no intention of getting involved in the battle for the throne, but the head of Yun Minxing is bound to win. The king feared that his wife and children would be harmed. ”

Feng Wuwu suddenly realized, and she said that Jun Mo Ran looked weird tonight. Thinking about it, he should have been under a lot of pressure in his heart.

"Jun Mo Ran, listen up. Do whatever you want, and you will definitely be able to protect yourself. ”

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The next day, the morning sun dewed.

Jun Moran opened his eyes, supported his forehead with his hand, and gently rubbed his braincase that suddenly ached after a hangover.

He looked around in confusion, thinking for a while, but still couldn't remember where he was.

It wasn't until Feng Wuwu, who was nested in his arms, turned over that he remembered that after he fell asleep last night, it seemed that Feng Wuwu had carried him back to the Ink Dyeing Pavilion with his bare hands.

He gently teased Feng Wuwu's red lips, and after only a moment, his body began to feel hot and restless again.

In order to extinguish the lust in his body, he had to turn over and sit down at the table, reading the military book absentmindedly.

I don't know why, the dense words on the military book, in his eyes, have become pages full of "dog eggs".

"Nope."

Jun Mo Ran couldn't accept that his flesh and blood were called "dog eggs", and after careful consideration, he personally picked up the pen and wrote hundreds of names on plain white rice paper in one go.

Just as he was racking his brains for the name, Feng Wuwu stood behind him silently, staring intently at the dazzling array of names on the rice paper.

"Jingwan, Zhirou, Yuyan?"

Feng Wuwu chuckled, "What are you doing?" No matter how you look at it, it looks like the name of a vicious female partner. ”

"What is a vicious female partner?"

"Jun Fu is like that, she can be regarded as a vicious female partner."

Jun Moran said, "This king thinks that these names are stronger than dogs. ”

"What's wrong with dogs? Affinity and down-to-earth, besides, it's just a nickname. ”

"When I heard the word 'dog', this king always felt that the child's biological father was a dog."

Jun Moran was silently embarrassed, he originally thought that Feng Wuwu was pregnant with Liujia, and he was very guilty, and he should let her do everything.

But when I think of my cub in the wind in the jade tree, or the cute and cute baby, being called a "dog egg", I feel very uncomfortable.

After a moment of silence, he said resolutely, "You can't call a dog a dog anyway." ”

"You're unreasonable."

Feng Wuwu was depressed, and left angrily.

Unexpectedly, the notebook she carried with her did not slip out of her sleeve because of her excessive movements.

Jun Moran lowered his eyes and glanced at the small notebook lying on the ground, and an internal force suddenly flew out of his sleeve, holding the small notebook firmly in his hand.

He had only turned two pages, and a dark cloud appeared on his handsome cheeks.

"Feng Wuwu!"

"What, what's wrong?"

Feng Wuwu stared at the small notebook in his hand with a slight emptiness, and suddenly stepped forward, wanting to snatch it back.

Jun Mo made a false move, and easily avoided her body.

He slapped the table angrily, "This king doesn't know that you are so dissatisfied with this king!" ”

"Gah? I remember that I didn't arrange you in the little book. ”

"Read it yourself!"

Jun Moran threw the small notebook into her arms with his backhand, and said with an unkind expression.

"Just read it!"

Feng Wuwu cleared his throat and read in a frustrated voice, "Jun Mo dyes this big pig's trotters!" Actually whipped the master! Necrotic! Ye was almost scared to cry by him. ”

"When did you become so small?"

"If the master can beat you, how can he easily admit it?"

Feng Wuwu snorted lightly, and then read, "I really don't know how he did it, every time it makes my master feel pain." Iron pestle, when will it become a needle? I knew that I shouldn't be looking for such a fierce man when looking for a man, and a small fresh bag like Xiao Yinyin can be considered..."

(End of chapter)