"Feng Wuwu, you are always so free and easy. Say the end at every turn. ”

Jun Moran laughed angrily, he had a whole green grassland on his head, and he didn't think about cutting off from her.

She is good, but if she is slightly unsatisfactory, she will cut off relations with him.

As everyone knows, all of Feng Wuwu's strength in front of him seems vulnerable.

She clasped her hands on her knees and quietly covered up a large area of spring light, "Regent, don't look at incivility." ”

Jun Mo Ran: "........."

He was a little angry in his heart, if he hadn't arrived in time, Feng Wuwu might have drowned in the bathtub.

She didn't say a word of thanks.

However, seeing that her face was pale and she showed a delicate appearance of a weak willow supporting the wind in an extremely rare way, Jun Moran still resisted the urge to be angry with her.

He abruptly stood up, turned his back to her, and said in a deep voice, "Change your clothes quickly." With the king, enter the palace for a banquet. ”

She knew that missing the time to go to the banquet was very likely to lead to death, so she could only put aside her worries for the time being and change her clothes and hair neatly.

Seeing that she was struggling to pound the breast cloth, Jun Moran frowned slightly.

Strangle so hard, your body should be very uncomfortable, right?

Jun Mo Ran originally planned to untie her body, but with him anyway, no one dared to question her because of her gender.

But Feng's attitude became cold and detached, and he couldn't be sure if she needed his protection.

After thinking about it again and again, Jun Mo Ran finally didn't speak.

He looked indifferent, did not squint, and only paid attention to her out of the corner of his eye.

Feng Wuwu didn't want to go to the banquet with Jun Moran, but the problem was that she didn't have a special carriage, and if she continued to rub it off, she would definitely not be able to catch up with the group of Confucian banquets.

After some struggle, she had to follow him into the carriage.

As soon as Feng Wuwu got into the carriage, six stunning beautiful men also poured out of the gate of the medical hall.

They waved the handkerchiefs in their hands one after another, and shouted in unison, "Xianggong~ Come back soon!" ”

In the carriage, Jun Mo Ran and Feng Wuwu collapsed their faces at the same time.

Jun Moran clenched his hands into fists, and was about to find an opportunity to kill these six people.

Feng Wuwu's silver teeth were crushed, and after calming down, she felt more and more that all this was just a game made by Baili Heze.

It's just that she can't be sure if these stinky men have touched her.

At this moment, Rourou suddenly chased after the carriage that was galloping away.

He finally caught up, propped his arms on the side window of the carriage, and panted, "Xianggong is great, Xianggong is long." ”

Rourou's words fell, and her arms were already sore.

He suddenly lost his center of gravity, fell to the ground from the side window of the carriage, and rubbed a layer of skin off the white lotus root's arm.

Feng Wuwu couldn't understand why Rourou had to go to great lengths to catch up with the carriage and say such an inconsequential word to her.

She was embarrassed, and glanced at Jun Moran, who was sitting beside her as motionless as a mountain.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moran also looked at her fixedly, "Long? ”

Jun Moran was suspicious, he couldn't quite understand what the "long" in Rourou's mouth meant.

It has been a long time, and it is not something that Feng Wuwu can control at all.

Could it be that Rourou didn't know that Feng Wuwu was a woman?

Feng Wuwu also reacted, she felt that Rourou's move was more like an intentional reminder to her.

"Tell this king, what does that vixen mean?" Jun Moran leaned forward and shackled Feng Wuwu in a narrow corner of the carriage.

Feng Wuwu likes to speak with evidence, and she doesn't want to make inferences until the matter is clear.

Therefore, she tilted her head slightly and said vaguely, "Literally." ”

Jun Moran noticed that Feng Wuwu seemed to be angry with him, and he was even more confused, unable to figure out the situation.

In his opinion, he was tolerant enough of her.

No one could have imagined that the regent in the east would be covered in green and glow, and he could still calmly share a carriage with the "initiator".

What's even more annoying is that Feng Wuwu does not have the consciousness of doing something wrong.

Her increasingly indifferent attitude even gave Jun Moran the illusion that he was the one who did the wrong thing, not her.

------Off topic------

Today I would like to share with you a beautiful and appropriate song - "Green Light"

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