Feng Wuwu looked fearless, and his tone was quite horizontal, "I'm thinking about it today." If you want to kill or chop, you can do it. ”

Jun Mo's black-gold eyes inadvertently revealed a hint of ecstasy, this little thing, the more you look at it, the more cute it becomes.

He looked at her condescendingly, and gently smoothed her slightly fried hair, "Why are you so angry?" If you don't want to read it, this king doesn't mind pulling you to practice. ”

"Wait! I'm going to read you a passage with emotion. ”

Feng Wuwu felt even more unhappy when he thought that Jun Mo Dye was so ruthless with his clothes open.

She threw the script aside with a "snap", and then pushed Jun Moran to the couch.

She raised her foot against the edge of the couch, stretched out her hand, grabbed his jaw rudely, and shouted especially arrogantly, "Stinky brother, my lord has to die under your pomegranate pants today." ”

“………”

Jun Moran's face was completely blackened, he sat on the couch, looking at Feng Wuwu, who was not good-looking, and had a headache.

Chasing Feng obviously told him that ordinary people are jealous, which is nothing more than crying, making trouble and hanging themselves.

Why does Feng Wuwu always play cards according to common sense!

"Quick, lift your pomegranate pants and let you die well."

Feng Wuwu freed up one hand and attacked the thin middle pants under Jun Mo's wide robe with lightning speed.

Jun Moran frowned, although he liked her, he was not used to this feeling of passive joy.

"What, don't want to?"

Feng Wuwu's movements froze slightly, and he looked fixedly at Jun Mozhi, who had thin lips and pursed his lips, and was handsome.

How could you not be willing!

It's just that Jun Moran just wanted to speak, but he couldn't say the word "willing".

He was so arrogant that he asked others if they wanted to, and no one had ever dared to speak to him like that.

After thinking about it for a long time, he asked her a little arrogantly, "Did this king say that he was unwilling?" ”

After getting Jun Moran's response, Feng Wuwu didn't know what to do.

After thinking about it, she finally put on the dark brocade robe that Jun Mo dyed loosely and draped on her body again, "There is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not." ”

"Say."

"There are countless people who want to take off your robe, among them, can anyone promise you a couple for the rest of your life? If you don't have one, don't hand yourself over easily. ”

“………”

A couple for a lifetime, is this what she wants?

Jun Moran stared at her deeply, and suddenly understood why she always turned a blind eye to his affection.

Come to think of it, I didn't give her enough security.

It is also said that she fled from Beili, except for a maid who cried and cried and needed her to take care of her, it can be said that she was alone and had no worries.

He couldn't even give her the most basic sense of security, so how could he expect her to be like him, doing whatever she wanted, without any scruples about the consequences?

"Feng Wuwu, if you want, this king can marry you in a sedan chair."

"What about ruthless? What about Ye Qiao? And what about your good sister Jun Fu? Regent, you're a big surprise. looks like a human, but in the end, Ruthless forced her to recite those obscene words in front of you. ”

"Jun Fu is just a sister, who is Ye Qiao, where does this king remember? As for Ruthlessness, she is the best Shadow Guard under the King. It's just that this king doesn't like women dangling in front of him, so he threw her to the first pavilion in the world and let her be in charge of the affairs of the first pavilion in the world. ”

Relentless is the Shadow Guard?

Feng Wuwu realized that Jun Mo was dyed with chasing the wind and being ruthless, and he was tricking her!

"Regent, you're so bored!" Feng Wuwu was angry and angry.

Jun Mo Ran saw that she was about to slip away again, and shackled her in his arms like a meteor catching the moon, "This king's approach may be a little inappropriate, if you don't like it, this king can change it." ”

"So, you are the number one pavilion master in the world?"

"You can say the same thing."

Feng Wuwu suddenly felt that his head was big, and it seemed that every few days, he could discover Jun Moran's new identity.

How many layers of identity does this dog thing have?

Isn't it possible, Ming'er will become her half-brother or half-brother?

Thinking like this, Feng Wuwu couldn't help but shudder.

Although Jun Mo Dye is extremely protective of his shortcomings, and it seems that he is not bad to be his sister, she is still reluctant in her heart.

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