"What's in mind?"

Feng Wuwu looked at Jun Mo Ran in a daze, trying to understand the meaning of his words, but his mind was blank.

"Elm Head!"

Jun Moran's heart was faintly throbbing, and the words came to his mouth and swallowed them raw.

He liked her, most likely.

However, this was just his guess.

After all, before he met Feng Wuwu, he didn't even have a heart-warming feeling.

It's normal to not know what to like right now.

Si Ming, who had just withdrawn a million silver tickets and rushed non-stop, stood silently behind Jun Mo Ran, and tears of sympathy for Jun Mo Dye in his heart.

Si Ming originally only said that Jun Moran was a little sluggish in terms of feelings.

Unexpectedly, Feng Wuwu is also sluggish in terms of feelings, compared to Jun Mo Ran, it is even better.

"King, the silver ticket has been brought."

Si Ming spoke out at the right time, breaking the extremely embarrassing scene.

When Feng Wuwu heard the word "silver ticket", his spirit was slightly invigorated, and a bright smile immediately appeared on his face.

"I feel your heart, Lord Regent! You're the kindest man in the world, good-looking, and you have a lot of money. If you're worried that you won't be able to spend all your money, you might as well smash my annoying spirit with a lot of silver tickets. ”

Jun Moran saw through Feng Wuwu's thoughts, the corners of her lips were obliquely outlined, and she didn't speak for a long time, deliberately hanging her appetite.

"Regent, if you are very greedy for my body, how about I draw a self-portrait for you another day?"

Feng Wuwu raised his eyebrows, tiptoed and whispered in Jun Moran's ear, "The kind without clothes." ”

“………”

Jun Moran showed disdain on his face, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Regent, are you really not impressed? It's magnificent. Feng Wuwu was unwilling, and described his figure with his eyebrows fluttering, "If you want abdominal muscles to have abdominal muscles, you want to have chest muscles, it's very beautiful." ”

Jun Moran twitched the corners of his mouth frantically, he still remembered the scene a few days ago when Feng Wuwu drew his abdominal muscles and painted his abdomen black.

As far as he knew about her, she couldn't have anything other than pectoral muscles, abs, and magnificent masculine features.

"Do you want to see it? A self-portrait costs you a thousand taels, isn't it expensive? ”

Feng Wuwu made a Xizi heart, she leaned forward, very close to Jun Mozhi, almost touching people's chest.

"One hundred thousand."

Jun Mo Ran didn't want to deal with her, but he felt that one thousand taels was too cheap, so he almost doubled the price a hundred times.

"You know the goods!"

Feng Wuwu's smiling eyes are crooked, and his posture is bright.

Jun Mo stained his thin lips tightly, his face was cold, but he secretly rejoiced in his heart.

He has never put money and things outside his body in his eyes, and the reason why he has accumulated thousands of family wealth is purely idle and has nothing to do, three hundred and sixty lines, and one foot in the line.

"Regent, where's the deposit?"

Feng Wuwu was afraid that he would repay the debt, so he asked shyly.

Jun Mo Ran originally wanted to return the million silver tickets withheld by Changle Fang to Feng Wuwu with his own hands.

At this moment, he saw that she loved money so much, and instantly changed his mind.

"Go back to the house with this king, teach chasing the wind and chanting poems, and earn millions a month, how about it?"

"Regent, you really care about your subordinates!"

Feng Wuwu gave Jun Mo Ran a big thumbs up and praised it.

Si Ming bit his lower lip tightly, afraid that one would be careless, and burst into laughter.

Unexpectedly, in order to keep Feng Wuwu, Jun Moran would be so desperate to chase the wind!

"Would you like to?"

Jun Mo Ran didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, and the demonic voice carried the most primitive desires and thoughts, which led people to fall.

"In addition to teaching the wind to sing poetry, what other requirements are there?"

Feng Wuwu knew that staying by Jun Mo Ran's side would be a huge hidden danger, but she was too poor, let alone dealing with Princess Liyin, she couldn't even solve her own food and clothing.

After thinking about it, she still decided to take another risk, and when she had earned enough money for the first pot of gold and had the ability to settle down in Donglin, it would not be too late to retreat.

Jun Moran thought about it again and again, and added, "There is only one request, you are not allowed to have sex with the maidservant." ”