"Jun Mo Ran, although it's a bit hypocritical to say that. However, Ye was really scared. ”

Feng Wuwu tried to regain his sanity, she liked him without pretending, but her body did not allow her to indulge.

"How bold you are, how can this king not know? You're just a cloud catch, aren't you? You won't be scared at all. ”

Jun Moran said firmly, in his eyes, Feng Wuwu is what he said about chasing the wind, wanting to indulge in the past, and wanting to refuse to welcome.

Feng Wuwu was about to speak, but Jun Moran didn't give her a chance to speak, and directly sealed her mouth with her lips.

“………”

She wanted to tell him that there might be something wrong with her body, and that it wasn't serious at the moment, but she couldn't indulge it.

But Junmo's dyeing power was as great as a cow, and she was not allowed to speak, and for a while, she couldn't do anything except be in a hurry.

Sneeze –

Xu was because his hair was not dry and the cool air entered his body, and Feng Wuwu sneezed several times in a row.

Only then did Jun Moran notice that the pillow had been soaked with water.

He got up immediately, picked up the clothes that he had thrown under the bed, and wiped her black hair that had not yet dried, "Cold?" ”

Feng Wuwu was angry, and he didn't want to deal with him.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say it yourself, you want to help this king? Jun Moran was holding back a cold sweat, still patiently asking her.

Feng Wuwu's wrists, which were shackled by the ribbon, wore out the skin, and every time he moved, there would be a slight pain.

At first, she was just worried that her body couldn't bear it, but now, she only felt that Jun Mo Ran was too much.

How can there be any reason to tie people's hands with their hands?

Isn't this a forcible seizure?

"Feng Wuwu, is this king too lenient with you? It's fun to play this king back and forth? It's obviously the king you teased, but now it's good, but if you don't like it, you don't even know how to reply. ”

Jun Moran threw the clothes in his hand to the ground, even though he tried his best to control the anger in his heart, but seeing that she still refused to deal with him, he still became angry with her uncontrollably.

Feng Wuwu also felt that she was at fault first, and she took off her clothes in front of him for no reason, it was indeed her inconsiderate.

But she rarely admits her mistakes with others, and she is ashamed to admit her mistakes.

In order to hide her embarrassment, she turned her head again and said in a muffled voice, "Ye shouldn't tease you, Ye admits his mistake." ”

"Is this an attitude of admitting mistakes?" Jun Moran felt that Feng Wuwu was clearly raising the bar with him, and he didn't even give him a look.

"And what else do you want?"

"Feng Wuwu, the patience that this king has given you is not enough? It's so hard for you to accept this king? ”

Jun Moran didn't recognize his mistake at all, and for so many years, no one had dared to disobey him so much.

He thought that he was already very tolerant of Feng Wuwu, but Feng Wuwu's attitude of being afraid of resistance really made him angry.

"Master has made a mistake, why are you still aggressive?"

"Is this king aggressive, or are you playing this king several times? To you, the king will respond to your request. And you, knowing what this king wants, will only push back. ”

Feng Wuwu didn't expect Jun Mo to be so angry, so he got up and met his eyes whose lust had not retreated, "Do you think that because of you, the master can become a hussar general, so it is completely reasonable to charge some interest?" ”

"Feng Wuwu, you have no conscience."

Jun Moran turned over and stayed there, put on a brocade robe, and left without looking back.

Feng Wuwu followed suit, she really didn't want to lose him.

Even though she was angry, she preferred to make things clear.

However, her hands were still tied with silk belts, and when she broke free of the silk belt on her wrist with brute force, Jun Moran had disappeared.

"When this man gets angry, it's terrible! Say hurtful things. He has a bad temper, so let him be well. Feng Wuwu rubbed his wrist lightly, distraught.