As soon as Jun Mo said this, Feng Yi and Ling Tianqi looked at each other.

Ling Tianqi tugged at Feng Yi's sleeve and whispered, "Brother Feng, it seems that the regent of Donglin wants to do something bad to Brother Wuwu. ”

"Today, even if I risk this life, I will not let him succeed."

Feng Yi swore and said, and then raised his eyes to look at Jun Mo Ran, who was arrogant and arrogant, "Worry-free and young, if you offend, you can also look at the regent Haihan." ”

Jun Moran snorted coldly, "You'd better figure it out, Feng Wuwu is the king's person." ”

Ling Tianqi was filled with righteous indignation, and he said, "Lord Regent, please be cautious in your words and deeds. If he has a bad reputation, who would dare to marry him? ”

Jun Moran didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, lowered his eyes, and asked in a deep voice about Feng Wuwu, who was silent in his arms, "Say, whose person are you?" ”

Feng Wuwu's head was full of black lines, how could she answer such a shameful question?

"Embarrassed?"

Jun Moran stared at Feng Wuwu, who had a tangled face, and the hand that was lying across her waist suddenly slid upward.

Feng Wuwu's body was shocked, and he replied repeatedly, "I am naturally the little follower of the regent. ”

"Little henchman?"

Jun Moran was obviously not satisfied with Feng Wuwu's answer, and immediately brought Feng Wuwu into the inner room, "I need this king to tell you personally, who are you from this king?" ”

Feng Wuwu saw Jun Mo dyed and plugged in the door latch neatly, swallowed his saliva, and said respectfully, "You don't have to. ”

"Say, Who is this king to you?"

"When did the Lord Regent become my man?" Feng Wuwu folded his hands on his chest and asked him in confusion.

"Feng Wuwu, you don't even want to give this king a promise?"

Jun Moran just wanted to hear Feng Wuwu admit that he was her man, but she just talked to him, chewing words!

"What promise?"

Hearing this, Jun Moran was about to throw her on the couch, but suddenly remembered that she was a delicate woman and couldn't throw her.

After realizing this, he softened his complexion slightly, put Feng Wuwu on the couch gently, and a big hand followed, lightly covering her lower abdomen, and asked slowly, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Feng Wuwu looked at him with fierce eyes, and his mouth moved slightly, "Are you Jun Mo Dye or Jun Lan Dye?" ”

"Important?"

Jun Mo Dye was a little aggrieved, he felt that Feng Wuwu seemed to prefer Jun Lan Dye.

Feng Wuwu nodded cautiously, slandering in his heart, Jun Lanran knew that she was a woman, but Jun Moran didn't know.

Therefore, if the person in front of her is Jun Moran, she should be more cautious.

After careful consideration, Jun Mo Ran thin lips lightly opened, "Lan Dye told this king that you are not feeling well, and he asked this king to take good care of you." ”

Feng Wuwu was afraid that Jun Lan Ran would confide the truth with Jun Mo Ran arrogantly, and asked tentatively, "What else did he tell you?" ”

"Important?"

Jun Mo Ran was slightly unhappy, turned over to the couch, fished out his long arms, and fished Feng Wuwu into his arms.

Feng Wuwu looked at Jun Mo Ran who was close at hand, and his heartbeat quickened for no reason, "Regent, what's wrong with your old man?" ”

Jun Mo's eyes darkened slightly, and his big palm was already unscrupulously attacking Feng Wuwu's front, "Why is my heart beating so fast?" ”

“………”

Feng Wuwu's eyes were so frightened that he didn't even dare to brush his hand away, and blindly explained, "Regent, don't get me wrong. I just ate too much, and I'll remember to eat less in the future. ”

"Not necessarily."

Jun Moran didn't mean to let go, the corners of his lips were hooked, looking particularly pleasant, "Feng Wuwu, are you really not a woman?" ”

Feng Wuwu had a small face, and he didn't know how to explain it at all.

Jun Moran didn't want to embarrass her, although he didn't let go, but he didn't do anything more out of the ordinary.

Feng Wuwu was both glad that Jun Mo was sluggish, but also a little unwilling, could it be that her figure was so bad that people couldn't tell the difference between men and women?

He saw her thoughts, and suddenly leaned into her ear, and the voice of the magic suddenly sounded, "Whether you are male or female, this king only likes you." ”

"Regent, can you let go of your hand?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"........." Feng Wuwu twitched the corners of her mouth wildly, how did she answer?

Jun Moran reluctantly let go of his hand, turned to hug her slender waist again, and said in a deep voice, "Feng Wuwu, if you want to overturn the east of the country, this king can rely on you." But thou canst not carry this king behind his back, and give it to others privately, and hear me clearly? ”

"Regent, you... You know, he forced me. ”

Although Feng Wuwu was very reluctant to mention Baili Heze, this was the case.

Even if she forgot everything, she couldn't change what had happened.

Jun Moran's eyes shrank, before, he didn't know that Feng Wuwu was a woman, but he didn't care much about it.

Now, when he saw Feng Wuwu's cautious appearance, he was distressed.

"Feng Wuwu, you know that this king doesn't mean that."

Jun Moran leaned down, pouted her lips, and tasted it.

Feng Wuwu's heart was beating fast, and he was about to push him away, but he had already stepped aside.

There was a hint of pampering in his black-gold eyes, and there was a hint of forbearance in his low-pitched and mellow voice, "Don't be afraid. Until you fall in love with this king, this king will not force you. ”

"Really?"

Feng Wuwu looked at him suspiciously, she always felt that Jun Moran was fooling her.

"Absolutely."

Jun Moran looked at Feng Wuwu, whose cheeks were crimson and his eyes were like stars, and he had already been ape-hearted.

It's just that he will never touch her easily until he gives her a name.

He didn't want her to be criticized in the slightest.

Moreover, Gu Nanfeng said that she must not have sex with her until the residual poison in her body is cleared.

Thinking of this, Jun Moran sighed helplessly, and moved in the direction of the couch, "Be obedient, this king will not touch you at all." ”

With Jun Mo Ran's guarantee, Feng Wuwu was bold, holding Jun Mo Ran's big hand with both hands, and put it on his lower abdomen.

She smirked, "Lend your hand." ”

"Still hurts?"

Feng Wuwu nodded, "A little." ”