068 Immoral!
After singing a song, the hall was silent.
Feng Wuwu's eyes were drunk, his eyes were slightly rippling, and the charm between his eyebrows and eyes was enough to turn everyone upside down, "How is it?" Ye is not powerful! ”
After a moment of silence, the spectators under the stage came back to their senses from the endless Qingqi music.
Bang Bang Bang –
For a while, the applause was thunderous, and the cries were higher and higher!
"There is such a beautiful singing voice in this world!"
"Dare to ask who the son is, can you be interested in marrying someone Huang as a thirteen-room concubine?"
"Childe, I'm going to give birth to a son for you! Yes! Yes! Yes! ”
………
The corners of Feng Wuwu's mouth smiled, and he slowly raised his hand to appease the restless and fiery spectators in the audience, "The girls who want to give birth to a big fat boy for their grandfather remember to come to the Regent's Mansion to sign up, and the lord guarantees that the rain and dew will be wet!" ”
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the cool air coming from the private seat on the second floor.
"Well, my brain actually forgot that the Great Demon King was also there!" Feng Wuwu muttered quietly, casually ripped off a curtain of shark yarn beads, and stretched out his arms to drape it over his shoulders, so as to resist the bloodthirsty eye knife that Jun Mo had dyed and quenched as cold as frost to the bone.
Chasing Feng, who was lying on the side and pretending to be dizzy, was afraid that Feng Wuwu would make some more moths, so he got up from the white jade platform and walked towards her with a hard head, "General Fengxiao, the male charm has been vividly displayed, can you go home with the humble post first?" ”
When Feng Wuwu heard this, he suddenly became energetic, "Brother Chasing the Wind, this is a bad word!" What the master has just revealed is just the tip of the iceberg, how can you imagine the charm of the master? ”
"General Fengxiao, if you don't go down again, you have no choice but to take tough measures."
Seeing that Feng Wuwu would make such a big fuss, he was worried that Jun Mo Ran would be furious because of this, and even started to kill, so he held the determination to break the cauldron and sink the boat, intending to take advantage of Feng Wuwu's unpreparedness to knock her out and carry her away.
Who knew that Feng Wuwu covered his crotch with both hands, and the cat bent his waist to deftly bypass the chasing wind, and turned to the audience frantically throwing flattering eyes, "The master is in a hurry, go and go back!" ”
As she spoke, she jumped off the stage quickly, hurriedly grabbed the delicate Mei Jiao'e, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the clan?" Preferably the kind with open ventilation. ”
"There is a place at the end of the verandah on the second floor, but that place is only for dignitaries."
"Lord is not noble enough?"
Feng Wuwu sneered lightly, and rushed to the second floor in a flash.
The closer she got to her, the faster her heart beats.
A few days ago, she dared to sneak into the toilet when there was no one around.
But she had drunk too much wine just now, and she didn't care if she would bump into a man who was going to the toilet in the clan, so she broke into the door in a hurry.
Bang –
She kicked the door with her foot, unstrapping her waist as she pushed open the compartment near the door.
In the compartment, Jun Mo Ran twitched the corners of his mouth frantically, he didn't want to meet Feng Wuwu here at all!
Feng Wuwu stared at the tall back in front of him, and thought for a while before he reacted, "Regent, such a coincidence!" ”
"Get out." Jun Mo trembled with anger.
If it is an ordinary person, he will exit the compartment with a red face.
Feng Wuwu jumped up excitedly, and hugged Jun Moran's waist tightly, "I'll just say where Ding Dong Ding Dong, it turns out to be a small blood vessel you!" ”
Jun Mo's face was blue with iron, and he wanted to throw her out directly.
However, the space was too narrow, and he was afraid that his sleeves would be stained, so he had to grit his teeth and yell at Feng Wuwu, "Let go!" ”
"You can let go, but you have to wait here for you. Ye is not afraid of the dark, but he is afraid of loneliness. ”
"Feng Wuwu, tired of living?"
Jun Moran had never seen such a thick-skinned person, and his elbow slammed into her chest.
In a trance, he faintly felt that something was wrong, but before he had time to think about it, Feng Wuwu staggered out of the cubicle and fell to the ground.
She covered her chest with both hands, and the ghost cried wolf, "Regent, the lord's chest is broken with a big stone, and it can be chopped with dry firewood, and it is very expensive." Can't you just tap? ”
"No, it's a knead, it's immoral!" Feng Wuwu muttered in a low voice, and then scolded into the compartment on the side, slamming the door angrily to vent his anger.