Jun Mo's cold and thin lips swept over Feng Wuwu's slightly closed sandalwood mouth, he originally planned to taste it lightly, but when it came to the meat in his mouth, how could it be easy to let go?

He shackled her to the corner, his hands on her slender waist so that she would not have too much trouble when she tilted her head to meet him.

It is said to be pandering, but in fact... It's purely a forcible seizure by Jun Mo Ran!

In the dimly lit inner room, Jun Moran closed his eyes tightly, his expression was soft, and his eyebrows and eyes were stretched, as if he was enjoying a gluttonous feast.

His tall figure was projected on Feng Wuwu's stunned face, and his long eyelashes gently swept the tip of her nose, as soft as falling feathers, causing a stir in Feng Wuwu's heart.

She opened her soft peach blossom eyes, looked at Jun Moran with an intoxicated face in a daze, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This feeling of arrhythmia, it seems... Not bad.

Feng Wuwu put his hands on his chest, subconsciously separating Jun Mo Ran, who was getting out of control.

Jun Moran was slightly dissatisfied, and let go of one hand, tying her cold sweaty hands behind her back.

Feng Wuwu groaned softly in pain, and all the reason that was deviated by the bewildering aroma of ambergris on his body was returned.

She slandered in her heart, and if she continued, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After all, at this moment, he is only a layer away from the truth.

Dangerous, indeed dangerous!

Thinking of this, Feng Wuwu bit Jun Moran's lip fiercely, until her mouth was full of blood, and it was not until she was pushed away by Jun Moran that she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're a dog?" Jun Moran looked at Feng Wuwu who was sitting on the ground with a disapprehensive expression.

"What do you want? Jun ink dyeing, playing should also have a sense of proportion. ”

"Feng Wuwu, don't be ignorant."

She was fed up with being called around by him all day long, and she was fed up with his overly intimate behavior, and asked Jun Moran angrily, "What did I do wrong?" Where do you not know what to do? ”

Jun Mo's black and gold eyes flashed slightly, realizing that this little thing was very resistant to his touch, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

Listening to Qingluan, Feng Wuwu hugged her for a night last night.

It can be seen that in Feng Wuwu's heart, he is not even as good as the pretentious and useless Qingluan.

Thinking of this, he was furious.

He's not as good as an ordinary maid?!

"Didn't this king tell you that you are not allowed to have sex with a servant girl?"

"I didn't have a round room with her, I just slept with her, which is not okay?" Feng Wuwu roared loudly, and his face rarely showed the coquettishness of his daughter's family.

"Nope."

"Regent, do you think that if I wander in the land of fireworks and behave dissolutely, I can be abused by you at will?"

Jun Moran pursed his lips and was silent, staring deeply at her who was annoyed and angry.

He had never belittled her for her past.

He just wanted to get up close and personal with her, to hug the throbbing he hadn't had in years.

Unexpectedly, she had such a big misunderstanding of him.

Seeing that Jun Moran was silent, Feng Wuwu got up angrily and poked his chest with one finger, "You're all old, can you not take advantage of juniors so shamelessly?" On the one hand, I put up a shelf and pretended to be high, and I didn't accept the room, and I didn't want to take the concubine's room, and on the other hand, I was so hungry that I was holding a rough and mighty man like me. ”

"If this king never takes a concubine, are you willing to follow this king?" Jun Moran suddenly wanted to know how she would answer, so he asked her half jokingly, half seriously.

"Nope. Don't make a gesture of affection, Lord Regent. From the very beginning, you just wanted to play with me and never thought about how to be responsible for me, did you? If you come out to mix, you have to pay it back. Do you know that deceiving people's feelings is the most important? Nine times out of ten, it will be eaten back! ”

Jun Mo hooked the corners of his lips obliquely, and sneered, "Backlash? Feng Wuwu, you tell this king, what can hurt this king in the whole world? It's naïve to talk to this king about backlash. ”