Jun Moran lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the place where Feng Wuwu's slender hand was pointing.

His sword eyebrows flew obliquely, his pupils shrunk, and he couldn't believe that Feng Wuwu had actually carried a piece of iron and blocked it in his crotch.

Jun Fu rubbed his eyes in astonishment, shocked beyond measure.

Even Mama Wang, who had been supporting Jun Fu, only glanced at it, and her face was full of wrinkles.

Feng Wuwu arched the back of his hand and gently tapped the heavy iron sheet on his crotch, "Do you see clearly?" ”

"What is this?"

Jun Moran quietly put down the hem of her clothes for her.

Feng Wuwu explained, "This is a special anti-harassment chastity pants for men, and there is a lock on the pants. However, the master left in a hurry, did not carry the lock key with him, and left it in the hospital. ”

“………”

Jun Moran instantly realized that this little thing must have been frightened by his abrupt behavior last night, and Tete wore a pair of tin pants before daring to enter the house.

Suddenly, he was displeased, and his voice was as cold as a thousand-year-old frost, "Feng Wuwu, are you so afraid of this king?" ”

"What virtue did you do last night, you didn't count it in your heart?"

Feng Wuwu glanced at him, and patted the heavy iron sheet on his crotch quite proudly.

Although the iron skin has already worn out her legs, she can finally prevent a wolf like Jun Mo Ran who may run wild anytime and anywhere, and can also prevent Jun Fu, a villain who is full of bad water.

Recalling the unpleasant scene last night, Jun Moran changed the topic slightly awkwardly, and instead pointed the finger at Jun Fu, "You still want to slander others?" ”

"Brother Wang, Fu'er knows that she is wrong."

Jun Fu never expected that Feng Wuwu would secretly poke and poke a large piece of iron sheet on his crotch and lock it!

At this moment, her killer weapon completely lost its effectiveness, and she really lost her wife and soldiers.

"Go to the ancestral hall and kneel, and you can't get up without the permission of the king."

Mama Wang burst into tears, knelt in front of Jun Moran, and kowtowed several times in a row, "Regent, please spare the county lord." She was covered in wounds, and if she didn't recuperate, she was afraid of falling into the root of the disease. ”

"Jun Fu is getting more and more disagreeable, and you can't escape the blame." Jun Moran glanced at Mama Wang coldly, and her voice was cold to the bone.

Jun Fu saw that he had murderous intentions, and hurriedly blocked in front of Mama Wang, pouting and muttering, "Brother Wang is angry, Fu'er will go to the ancestral hall and kneel." ”

Her eyes were red, and tears were falling down like beads with broken threads.

"Hurry up."

Jun Moran urged coldly.

When you hear the voice, you are sad.

She bit her lower lip tightly, different from the arrogance of the past, sobbing silently, and her thin shoulders trembled violently.

When Mama Wang helped Jun Fu, who was covered in bruises, out of the inner room, Jun Moran suddenly started and pinched Feng Wuwu's cheek.

"Feng Wuwu, you are so bold!"

"What's wrong with your old man?" Feng Wuwu grinned in pain, and struggled to pull Jun Moran's hand.

"Say, why did you tear up the king's letters?"

Feng Wuwu was a little weak-hearted, "I thought you were going to kill me, but I was sad for a while and lost my mind." Don't bother with me, old man, Lord Regent. ”

Jun Moran realized that her distrust would make her feel sad, and the corners of her mouth rose inexplicably.

In order to hide the ecstasy in his heart, Jun Mo Ran Tete made a straight face and asked in a cold voice, "Next time, do you dare to paint on a woman?" ”

"I kindly drew a new underwear for her, which not only covers her body, but also greatly reduces the probability that you will see unclean things with needle eyes. I'm doing all this purely for your sake, you really don't know good people. ”

For his sake?

Even though he knew that she was talking nonsense, he still thought what she said was very pleasant.

"From now on, it is forbidden to look at a woman's body, to paint on a person, or to wear an iron sheet on it. Got it? ”

Feng Wuwu slandered in her heart, she is a woman herself, and she needs to spy on other women with great fanfare?

However, she really liked this tin pants that washed away her grievances so much that she refused to take them off at all.

"Regent, in your absence, I rely on iron for self-defense. You don't know how scary it is for Jun Fu to close the door with his backhand and untie his clothes. ”

Jun Moran didn't think that Feng Wuwu would be afraid of Jun Fu, but he still patiently explained, "Because of the murder of the Red Leaf Temple and the related matters of the Confucian banquet, the next dynasty is indeed later than usual. ”

He felt that Feng Wuwu's current appearance was very similar to the little wife who asked her husband where to fool around, cute and charming.

Feng Wuwu didn't understand why Jun Moran had to explain the reason for his late return to himself, and he didn't have the heart to ponder the meaning of his words, so he asked rhetorically, "So, are you allowing Xiao to wear the supreme invincible iron pants that protect his life and prevent wolves and frames?" ”

"You can't stop this king."

Jun Mo ran it was ridiculous, isn't it just a piece of iron? He can tear it with his bare hands.

What he really wanted to do, Feng Wuwu couldn't prevent it at all.

Only then did Feng Wuwu realize that Jun Mo Ran, a big demon king of the mixed world who did not play cards according to common sense, could not be prevented by relying on a piece of iron alone.

She tapped the solid surface of the iron sheet with a little frustration, and said angrily, "Hearing you say that, this thing really can't be prevented... Wolf? ”

Early this morning, because of Jimo Zichen's visit, Feng Wuwu was in a hurry, and wore crooked iron pants that the medical curator ran all over the black market to find, which not only made people uncomfortable, but also wore out her legs.

She originally thought that it was okay to suffer a little bit of flesh and skin, at least she could prevent wolves.

After pondering it carefully, I realized that my idea was too naïve.

Jun Mo Ran looked at Feng Wuwu, who was puffing out his cheeks with an angry face, quietly reached out and stroked her little head, and said in a deep voice, "Feng Wuwu, you can try to believe in this king." ”

"Believe in you?"

"No matter how the world misunderstands you, this king will not."

It was the first time he had such a calm conversation with her.

His eyes were clear, and the anger in his eyes didn't know when it would be replaced by sincerity.

But Feng Wuwu has suffered too many losses, and it is difficult to trust others in a short period of time.