Feng Wuwu shook his head and replied softly, "Not really." I'm a little worried that if you marry me, you'll be called a wife. ”

Jun Mo Ran frowned and sealed his lips with his lips.

He bit her lip with some punishment, and only let her go when she began to struggle with her hands and feet, "Hugh is going to talk nonsense. You just have to tell the king, do you have the place of the king in your heart? ”

Feng Wuwu straightened his chest and muttered in a low voice, "Haven't you noticed that recently, my body has become more and more beautiful, and there is a tendency to rise by leaps and bounds?" ”

"Hmm."

Jun Moran responded in a deep voice, and got on the hand familiarly.

"It's not that there is one more you in my heart, and you forcibly stretched my chest open."

“………”

Jun Mo was dyed with black lines, how did he think that no matter how beautiful the sweet words came to Feng Wuwu's mouth, they would become terrifying and weird?

"How about the wedding date set in three days?"

"It's too hasty!"

"Your wedding dress, this king is ready."

Jun Mo Ran smiled lightly, he had planned to allow her a prosperous wedding ceremony, but he was very worried that Feng Wuwu's body would not last so long.

Outside the house, Beitang Long Ting looked at the two people like glue, and big tears burst out of his eyes.

In this regard, Gu Nanfeng had a headache.

He patted Beitang Long Ting's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Jun Mo Ran, this kid's mouth is a little stupid, his face is a little stinky, but it's very good for Feng Wuwu." You must know that in these years, there is not even a single room in the house, and the men are almost extinct. One thing to say, Feng Wuwu and Jun Mo Dye are indeed very suitable. ”

Beitang Long Ting blew his nose and said with a heavy nasal cavity, "My cabbage has been arched, how can you tell this king to worry?" ”

Chasing Feng, who was belatedly late, looked happy, and came to Beitang Long Ting again and again, and whispered, "King Beili, don't you want to hug your grandson?" ”

"This king naturally thinks."

"Isn't that right? I might as well tell you a secret, the king is so big, he has never been interested in other women. The body and mind are clean, and it is a good match. ”

Hearing this, Beitang Long Ting nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that this kid Jun Mo Ran still has some merits. ”

Although he said this, he still hid in the corner in depression and cried bitterly.

I have to say that his dedication to Feng Wuwu is not even one-tenth of Jun Mo's.

He also wants to be like Jun Mo Ran, waiting for Feng Wuwu anytime and anywhere, sheltering her from the wind and rain, and doing everything for her.

It's a pity that because of his confusion, he forcibly missed the seventeen years when she needed him the most!

Jun Mo took care of his clothes, and as soon as he left the house, he saw the dragon of Beitang curled up in the corner of the wall whimpering and sobbing again.

After pondering for a while, he strode forward and said in a cold voice, "The marriage date between this king and Wuwu is set in three days. ”

"In such a hurry? Can't you leave some time to prepare Niuniu's dowry for this king? ”

"The words have been brought, and it's your business whether you come or not."

"Come!"

Beitang Long Ting replied hurriedly, he saw Jun Moran raising his legs and wanted to leave, so he hurriedly blocked his way, and said cautiously, "It is not easy for her to leave her hometown alone." Right now, she doesn't want to believe in this king at all, and the only person she can rely on is you. ”

Jun Moran didn't answer, he didn't think that Beitang Longting had the qualifications to say this.

Beitang Longting didn't get Jun Moran's promise, and he didn't know what to do.

After hesitating again and again, he said solemnly, "Don't start and give up." Otherwise, this king doesn't mind breaking the net with you, and he won't die. ”

"Do you still need to say it?"

Jun Moran looked indifferent, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

Seeing this, Chasing Feng quietly approached Beitang Longting and said slowly, "King Beili is not surprised. What the king meant was that he wanted you to celebrate the marriage of the two of them on the day of the wedding. ”

"That's what he meant?"

Beitang Long Ting looked at Chasing Wind suspiciously, he looked at Jun Moran's arrogant and arrogant appearance, and he really couldn't believe what Chasing Wind said.

Chasing Wind nodded firmly, "It's true. ”

When Beitang Long Ting heard this, he was overjoyed, and immediately followed behind Jun Moran, busy with Zhang Luofeng's worry-free dowry.

He originally planned to give her all the secret guards who had followed him for many years, but Feng Wuwu was now the general of the Donglin Hussars, and it was not suitable to keep the Beili secret guards by his side.

After thinking about it, Beitang Longting finally made up his mind to hand over the Beili River Mountain, which he had worked hard for most of his life, into the hands of Feng Wuwu.

With Beili as a backer, Feng Wuwu has absolute confidence and strength, and fights against Jun Modye.

He doesn't think that all marriages need to be the right match, he just wants to do his best to give her all the love.

In the inner room of the medical hall, Feng Wuwu lazily collapsed on the couch.

Jun Moran obviously didn't do anything out of line, just kissed her simply.

For some reason, she was still so tired that she couldn't lift her energy.

"Burnt, let's do 'radio gymnastics' together! It's time to get some good exercise. ”

Feng Wuwu originally thought that the person who entered the house was Liu Xi, but he was not fortified, and he was still paralyzed on the couch in the shape of a "big".

"Don't worry, let's talk?"

The cold voice of Baili Heze suddenly sounded in the house.