Jun Moran withdrew his hand, casually glanced at the bandages scattered on the ground, and the voice of the demon rose again, "Last night, what happened?" ”

He didn't care about the past.

It can be inferred from the current situation that he seems to have spent the whole night with Feng Wuwu.

What's even more troublesome is that he doesn't think that Feng Wuwu will suffer, he is more worried that he will be taken advantage of......

When Feng Wuwu heard this, he said angrily, "With your physique, no matter what happens, you will not be the one who suffers." ”

In fact, Feng Wuwu was even more confused than Jun Mo Ran.

She also wanted to know what Jun Moran had done to her while she was unconscious.

When she thought of the thick bandages wrapped around her body when she woke up in the morning, and the white jade raw muscle cream that had not yet dried up on the critical parts, she felt depressed and angry.

Jun Mo dyed this bastard, I'm afraid I've studied her inside and out hundreds of times, thousands of times!

"Don't want to eat anymore? It's better to recruit it truthfully! Jun Moran touched his nose, although his attitude was as tough as ever, his heart was slightly weak.

Thinking about it carefully, he felt that what Feng Wuwu said was very true.

The disparity in physique between him and her doomed him to be less prone to loss under any circumstances.

It's her, with thin arms and thin legs, and she knows that she can't stand the toss at a glance.

Feng Wuwu had nowhere to vent the anger in his stomach, and turned his back slightly depressed, sulking to himself.

Jun Moran stared at Feng Wuwu's back strangely, slandering in his heart that Feng Wuwu must have itchy skin and owe it to clean up.

Smack-

His cool dark sleeves slapped the back of Feng Wuwu's head mercilessly, "Are you angry with this king?" ”

"Don't dare."

Feng Wuwu covered the back of his head with both hands, and his reason gradually returned.

She thought to herself, in addition to her, Chasing Wind and Iron Hand should also know a little about last night's events.

Therefore, if she makes up nonsense without being realistic, she will definitely be detected by Jun Moran.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Wuwu said, "Last night, the regent, you suddenly changed your temper, and you had to wrap a bandage for me, and threatened to sing nursery rhymes to coax me. ”

"Ben Wang, have you sung?"

Jun Moran grabbed Feng Wuwu's back collar with one hand, and lifted her to his eyes like a chicken.

Feng Wuwu shook his head again and again, "No." Before you could speak, you regained your tall and majestic appearance. ”

When Jun Mo heard this, he slowly put down Feng Wuwu, and his mind sank slightly.

In this way, the reason why he does not remember the events of last night is because of the recurrence of heart disease that has not recurred for many years.

Feng Wuwu breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally understood what it means to be a companion like a tiger.

In her opinion, Jun Mo Dye is more terrifying than a tiger.

He is not only moody, but also loves and abuses people's hearts, making people unconsciously frightened and collapsed without a fight.

"Wang, the emperor is already waiting in the front hall, do you see it?"

Outside the pavilion, the maid in the palace asked Jun Mo Ran softly.

"Let him wait."

Jun Moran sniffed lightly at the faint smell of plaster on his fingertips, and his eagle-like sharp eyes were once again projected onto Feng Wuwu's body.

Feng Wuwu couldn't help but shudder, and swallowed uneasily, "Regent, your eyes are so beautiful. ”

"Get out of here, and be dressed for the king."

"How embarrassing is that?" Feng Wuwu said so, but a smile bloomed on his face.

Although she doesn't like Jun Moran's overly tyrannical temperament, she still admires his figure.

Especially the protruding blood vessels on his strong abdominal muscles, how sexy it is!

Feng Wuwu instantly came to some energy, stood in front of Jun Moran, and rubbed his hands excitedly, "Then, I'm going to start!" ”