"Doctor Feng, you go down first. I have something to say to the Regent. ”

Ye Qiao glanced at Feng Wuwu lightly, and wanted to press her in momentum, but she didn't think about it, Feng Wuwu didn't look at her at all.

Jun Mozhi's blade-like gaze fell on Ye Qiao, and his thin lips opened lightly, "Get out." ”

Feng Wuwu was sorting out the medicine bottles on the tray wholeheartedly, when he suddenly heard Jun Mo Dyeing roaring angrily, his fingertips were slightly paused, and his mood was extremely bad.

"Good. I'll get out. ”

Feng Wuwu got up suddenly, picked up the blue and white porcelain medicine bottle on the tray casually, and smashed it on Jun Mo's brain, "Dog thing!" Ye was kind enough to give you medicine, but you told Ye to get out! I'm leaving, I'm walking, aren't I? ”

"Feng Wuwu, stop!"

Jun Moran was annoyed, and pinched the porcelain bottle on Feng Wuwu's head into pieces with one hand, "How can this be reasonable." ”

He looked at the back of Feng Wuwu running away, and he was extremely depressed.

Why does this grumpy little thing always misunderstand him?

Where is he willing to shout at her to get out? He obviously told Ye Qiao to disappear from him quickly.

Ye Qiao saw that the corners of Jun Mo's forehead were smashed red by the porcelain bottle, and said angrily, "Why is Doctor Feng so rude? The reckless man in the countryside dares to do something to you, it is really unbelievable. Regent, if you drink a sip of chicken soup to suppress your shock, I will order someone to smash his Divine Calculation Medical Hall. ”

When Jun Mo heard this, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Since she dared to fight the idea of the Divine Calculation Medical Hall, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

"You, come here."

Jun Mo Ran originally wanted to hang Ye Qiao at the gate of the city to show the public, but Feng Wuwu had just finished helping him with the medicine, and he didn't dare to move for half a minute, for fear that the wound would burst again, causing her to be angry again.

The anger he was about to erupt, Ye Qiao had already noticed it.

However, she thought that Jun Mo Ran was angry with the phoenix, so she calmly held the steaming chicken soup on the tray, and smiled with a smile on her lips and teeth, "Regent, if you like to drink chicken soup, I will bring it to you tomorrow." ”

Jun Moran snorted coldly, took the steaming chicken soup in her hand roughly, and immediately pressed her head and splashed it down.

"Ahh

"Woo-woo-regent, what are you doing?"

"Regent, how can you bully a woman?"

Ye Qiao shouted in fright, using both hands and feet, wanting to break free of the shackles of Jun Modye.

"This king doesn't like chicken soup."

Jun Moran replied lightly, staring coldly at Ye Qiao, who was sitting on the ground, and even wanted to gouge out her tearful eyes.

He finally won a chance to be alone with Feng Wuwu, but was disturbed by Ye Qiao.

Can he not be angry?

"I don't like chicken soup, as for bullying people like this? Regent, I look down on you. Ye Qiao wiped the oil stains on her head with her water sleeve, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became.

"Get out."

Jun Moran drank coldly, he really didn't understand what was going on with Ye Qiao.

What do you do when you look down on him and appear in front of him?

"You!"

Ye Qiao's face turned red, she ripped the vegetable leaves on her bun with one hand, and rushed out of the door angrily.

"What's the big deal!"

"One day, I will conquer you with my own strength!"

"When the time comes, I want you to kneel and beg me to marry you."

Ye Qiao broke down and cried, and at the same time thought in pieces, she thought that Jun Moran would fall in love with her at first sight, fall in love at second sight, and be determined for life at third sight.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moran was so unkind, and he poured her chicken soup!

"Where's the pretty girl? The smell of chicken soup is strangely special. Ji Mo Zichen was carrying a cup of chicken soup and was about to step into the Divine Calculation Medical Hall, when he happened to collide head-on with Ye Qiao, who was crying and burping.

As soon as he saw the beauty, he suddenly came to his senses, and looked at the embarrassed Ye Qiao with his eyes.

"Woo-woo-woo or not? Why can't you get along with me? Ye Qiao was annoyed and ashamed, and her crying and howling shook the sky.

"Little beauty, do you want to try?" That is, Mo Zichen came with some interest and said jokingly.

Smack-

"Frivolous!" Ye Qiao slapped Jimo Zichen with his backhand and left angrily.

"It's against you!"

Ji Mo Zichen was annoyed, and was about to teach Ye Qiao a hard lesson, but when he saw Feng Wuwu striding over, the anger in his heart disappeared.

He pushed Ye Qiao out of the door, and immediately trotted towards Feng Wuwu with extremely doggy legs, "Worry-free, this king ordered the dining room to boil chicken soup, and specially sent it to you to replenish your body." Look at how thin you are, a gust of wind can blow you away. ”

"It's chicken soup again!"

Feng Wuwu glanced sullenly at the small cup of chicken soup that Ji Mo Zichen was carrying, and his heart was particularly unhappy.

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"It's okay, drink it!"

Feng Wuwu waved his big hand, crossed his legs especially heroically, sat on the low stool in the courtyard, and drank chicken soup with Ji Mo Zichen, fighting with his mouth.

"Chicken belly is filled with wine, do you want to be drunk?"

Ji Mo Zichen sneered, "Drink a little wine, it's not in the way." ”

"Yes!" Feng Wuwu gulped down the chicken soup, and carved the word "thousand" on the soup bowl with the silver needle in his hand.

Ji Mo Zichen thought that she wanted to paint on the wall of the bowl, but Tete approached her and asked in a low voice, "Listen to the emperor, you are very good at painting." How about painting a spring palace on the wall of the bowl? ”

"Spring Palace, you're big!"

Feng Wuwu gave him a burst of fried chestnuts with his backhand, and said seriously, "If you dare to mess around again, even if Da Luo Immortal is alive, he won't be able to save you." ”

When Mo Zichen heard this, he was so frightened that he trembled, and he almost knelt in front of Feng Wuwu and begged him to save his life.

In the inner room of the medical hall, Jun Moran sat on the couch, his face as heavy as the bottom of a pot.

Chasing the wind and Iron Hand stood on his side, feeling his angry anger, they didn't dare to come out.

After a while, Jun Moran asked Chasing Feng in a cold voice, "What are Feng Wuwu and Jimo Zichen talking about?" ”

The subordinates didn't hear clearly. The subordinates only knew that King Chen had made chicken soup for General Feng Xiao, and now he was sitting in the courtyard with General Feng Xiao and the others, feasting. ”

Tie Shou added, "General Feng Xiao carved the word 'thousand' on the soup bowl, boasting that he is not drunk with a thousand cups. ”

“………”

Jun Moran thought of Feng Wuwu's extremely shallow amount of alcohol, and suddenly felt a headache.

He turned his head and asked Tie Shou, "Feng Wuwu still dares to drink?" ”

Tie Shou shook his head, "King Chen's chicken soup should have been added to a lot of cooking wine, General Feng Xiao drank a small bowl, the wine is a little strong, and now he is singing in the courtyard." ”

"Help the king out."

Jun Moran was smashed on the head by Feng Wuwu, and originally planned to wait for her to come to the door to apologize, but she didn't think that she had done anything wrong at all, and she dared to drink and have fun with other men.

Outrageous!

Itchy skin, under-pumping!

Chasing the wind and Iron Hand looked at each other, fearing that Jun Mo would be angry and do something to hurt Feng Wuwu.

You know, Feng Wuwu is very sought-after.

In the past, there was a veteran in the love field, that is, Mo Zichen surrounded her and flattered her in every way, and then she had a black heart and a hundred miles of Heze's bitter meat plan, and a beautiful man's plan to use both strategies, accumulating thick and thin.

Coupled with Qingluan, who is gentle and good at crying, and Gu Nanfeng, who was given the name "mighty" when he first came to the medical center, Jun Moran wants to hug the beauty, which is even more difficult.

By the way, it is rumored that Feng Wuwu also has a friend Ling Tianqi in Beili who can be reassured, and he sent a silver ticket to Feng Wuwu not long ago, but he was burned by Jun Moran.

Thinking of this, Chasing Feng opened his mouth again and again, and persuaded Jun Moran in a good voice, "Wang, General Fengxiao eats soft and not hard. Look at the people next to him, which one is not used to coaxing him, spoiling him, and treating him as a baby? ”

"What do you mean?"

"My subordinates have heard a tragic love story, I wonder if the king is interested in hearing it?"

"Say."

"A long time ago, a powerful man fell in love with a woman who was as stubborn and beautiful as nettle. In order to get her attention, he murdered her, scolded her, persecuted her, and toyed with her. All in all, it was to bully her in every possible way. ”

Jun Moran frowned, how could this man who was inferior to the beast in Chasing Feng's mouth be so familiar?

After thinking about it for a while, Jun Moran still couldn't remember who the man Chasing Feng was talking about, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened later?" ”

"Later, the woman was bullied and bruised, and eloped with other people."

"How can this be true? You mean, Feng Wuwu wants to elope with someone else?! Jun Moran was furious, and slapped his palm on his leg, almost breaking his thigh bone.

Chasing the wind shrugged helplessly, he said it so clearly, Jun Moran still didn't understand.

"That's not what your subordinates meant, king. The subordinates just feel that if you blindly bully General Fengxiao, you will only create opportunities for your rival. ”

"That's true."

Jun Moran finally understood what Chasing Feng said, and he was afraid.

If Feng Wuwu was snatched away, what should he do?

He didn't say anything, but he had already put her in his heart.

If he didn't care, how could he be stupid enough to block her arrows?

If he didn't care, how could he try to get her attention?

It's just that he doesn't seem to use the right way, always pushing her farther and farther.

"Chasing the wind, what should this king do?"

"Desperately good to him. Spoil him, spoil him to heaven! Chasing the wind said.

Hearing this, Tie Shou shook his head disapprovingly, "Wang, my subordinates have a trick that can quickly subdue General Fengxiao." ”

"Tell me about it."

"As the saying goes, the building near the water gets the moon first. Wang, you should cook the raw rice as soon as possible. ”

Bang –

Feng Wuwu suddenly kicked in the door, her slender fingers pointed directly at the tip of the nose of the iron hand, and said angrily, "Good for you iron hand!" I can't imagine that you are this kind of person. ”

Her cheeks were red, her eyes were misty, she was drunk, and her emotions were uncontrollable.

But there was one thing she heard.

The iron hand is instigating Jun Mo to sleep with her!

"General Feng, don't misunderstand." Iron hands waved their hands again and again, but they didn't know how to explain it.

He likes both Jun Mo Dye and Feng Wuwu, so he has the idea of matching them.

"You guys get out."

Jun Mo looked at the drunken Feng Wuwu steadily, and then blasted the two of them out of the inner room.

Feng Wuwu was about to follow behind Chasing Wind and Tie Shou and leave the house together, but was dragged into his arms by Jun Moran.

He looked at Feng Wuwu, whose cheeks were red, and he had already forgotten all about her angrily smashing his head.

"Feng Wuwu, listen well. Just now, this king didn't tell you to get out, but to let Ye Qiao get out. You saved this king, how can this king take revenge? ”

"Jun Mo Ran, I want to sleep with you." Feng Wuwu was full of wine, and his mind was full of confusing blood vessels on his abdominal muscles.

“………”

Jun Moran didn't expect Feng Wuwu to be so arrogant after getting drunk.

There was a hint of joy and a hint of annoyance in my heart.

Is he being molested by her?

"Are you going to let you sleep? If you don't let me sleep, I will go to Baili Wang Ba, he looks good anyway. ”

"You dare!"

Jun Mo was extremely depressed, and he thought that Feng Wuwu was because he liked him, so he specially used wine to spit out the truth.

Unexpectedly, she not only wants to sleep with him, but also wants to sleep with Baili Heze!

Thinking about it like this, Jun Moran's sanity is also on the verge of collapse.

He threw Feng Wuwu on the couch, and regardless of whether the wounds on his body would collapse again, he leaned forward, his voice was charming, and he caused people to fall.

"Feng Wuwu, you sent it to the door yourself, don't regret it."

Feng Wuwu yawned, hooked his arms around Jun Moran's neck, and pulled him into his arms suddenly, and whispered, "Shhhh Don't be noisy. ”

Jun Mo Ran's eyes deepened, and he was about to reach out to unbutton her clothes, but she slapped it off with one hand, "Jun Mo Ran, can you not bully Ye?" Ye seems to like you a little, but every time you ignore your feelings, you make Ye so helpless, and even want to cry a little. ”

“………”

Feng Wuwu grabbed his placket with both hands, and straightforwardly used him as a pillow.

Her head pressed against the wound on his chest, but he was reluctant to remove her, "You like this king too, don't you?" ”

"I don't like it. I'm not happy that you're so gentle with others. ”

"This king changed."

"Dogs can't change their. I don't believe it. ”

Jun Mo was so depressed that she turned around and scolded him again!

However, he didn't dare to lose his temper anymore, he was afraid that she would fly away with others as Chasing the Wind said.

"This king has given you all tenderness, is it not enough?" Jun Mo was worried, he really couldn't figure out how to treat her well.

Feng Wuwu was sleepy, curled up on one of his arms, and fell asleep.

Jun Moran thought that Feng Wuwu really had a lust for him, but she didn't expect that the sleep in her mouth was actually this way of sleeping!

That's it, don't rush everything.

He did covet her, but he cared more about her feelings.

Jun Moran casually tucked the corners of the quilt for her, staring at her intently for several hours.

If Feng Wuwu is a woman, how good it would be!

He could justifiably marry her into the door and give her all his favor.

But the question is, if Feng Wuwu is really a woman, how can he easily forgive him if he was bullied so badly before?

Moreover, if she is really a woman, but she has been marching and fighting as a man, how difficult should she be along the way?

Jun Moran didn't dare to think about it anymore.

It's not bad to just maintain the status quo.

He lay on his side beside her, carefully held her in his arms, and whispered, "Feng Wuwu, give this king a chance." ”