Jun Bairan looked at Feng Wuwu stupidly, his thin lips moved, "Brother, you look so good when you smile." ”

"Good vision."

Feng Wuwu raised his lips and smiled, lightly picked his chin with one finger, and said jokingly, "Do you like brother?" ”

Jun Bairan nodded heavily, and the thin lip flap swept across Feng Wuwu's lips like a dragonfly, "I really want to shackle my brother under me." ”

Feng Wuwu was silent: "........." What kind of tiger and wolf words are these?!

She took a few steps back, just as she wanted to avoid Jun Bairan's straight gaze, but before she could think of it, he made a sudden effort and dragged her into his arms.

He forced Feng Wuwu to sit on his lap, his eyes shining with wolf light, and he salivated, "Brother, you seem to be delicious." ”

"Brother is not for eating!"

"It's not for eating, it's for playing?" Jun Bairan looked at Feng Wuwu curiously.

Feng Wuwu watched his well-defined hands roaming around her familiarly, and said helplessly, "Jun Bairan, brother is not for play!" ”

"I like my brother so much."

Jun Bairan naturally leaned his head on Feng Wuwu's arms, and snorted coquettishly, "Brother, I'll only eat one bite!" ”

"Don't."

The hairs on Feng Wuwu's body stood on end, and he was particularly resistant to pushing him aside.

Although Jun Bairan's mind is almost three years old, he has grown so big.

In any case, she couldn't convince herself to treat her like a child.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

Jun Bairan pouted pitifully, clasped his hands on his knees, like a frightened deer, and was pitiful.

"Obediently sit on the tomb and wait, brother will pick some wild fruits for you."

"People don't want it, I like my brother to hug me at the age of three." Jun Bairan shook his body slightly, sparing no effort to be coquettish.

Feng Wuwu couldn't cry or laugh, and said repeatedly, "Jun is three years old, and my brother's hands are about to be dislocated, let my brother rest for a while, okay?" ”

"Brother, I was wrong."

Jun Bairan looked at Feng Wuwu's thin arms and legs, and had to sit obediently on top of the tomb.

Feng Wuwu couldn't cry or laugh, she slandered Jun Mo Ran in her heart If he was like this, she would definitely kick him aside mercilessly.

But Jun Bai Ran is very different, he is weak and well-behaved, and Qiaqia stimulates her desire to protect.

But seeing Jun Bairan's slightly frightened eyes, Feng Wuwu didn't say a word, and hugged him in his arms again.

"Brother, you are so good to me!"

Jun Bairan was overjoyed and carried away with joy.

No, his large, bony hand climbed up to her placket again.

Feng Wuwu: "........."

"Brother, comfortable!"

Feng Wuwu's head was stunned, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Jun Bairan, let go!" ”

In plain life, it is okay to be teased by the shameless Jun Mo from time to time.

But Jun Bai Dye is only three years old!

Such a hooligan at the age of three, this is okay!

Jun Bairan reluctantly let go, "Brother, are you angry?" ”

"Don't move."

Feng Wuwu hugged him with a little difficulty, and as soon as he walked out of several barren tombs in front of him, he saw dozens of black-clothed people lying at the feet.

She frowned, and glanced at the blood stains on the black-clothed man's face that had not yet dried up, and initially expected that they should be ambushed for no more than half an hour.

"It seems that Yun Feibai is planning to put you to death." Feng Wuwu's face was solemn, and he swept the particularly heavy Jun Mo Dye in his arms, and galloped down the mountain along the sheep intestine path.

"Brother, don't be afraid. Those people in black were killed by Xiaobai. Jun Bai saw that Feng Wuwu's nerves were getting tighter and tighter, and Tete explained.

"You killed it?"

Feng Wuwu was still worried about how she would take Jun Bairan out of the encirclement if she was ambushed, but she didn't expect that Jun Bairan was not as weak as she imagined.

Knowing that Jun Bairan had deceived herself, she was slightly annoyed in her heart, and asked him in a deep voice, "Why did you lie to my brother?" How can you kill people, but how can you not walk? ”

Jun Bairan was afraid that Feng Wuwu would be angry, so he threw him in this mass grave, and explained again and again, "I can walk." Xiaobai just prefers his brother to hug. ”

"Rhetoric."

"Three-year-old has feet, he can walk by himself, and he should let his short-legged brother hold him, which really shouldn't be."

Jun Bairan was worried that Feng Wuwu would abandon him in this barren mountain range, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and his sweaty hands were still tightly gripping her front.

Feng Wuwu originally wanted to put him down, but seeing his aggrieved appearance, he was reluctant to let go.

"Brother didn't blame you."

Feng Wuwu slowed down his voice, and the anger that suddenly arose in his heart dissipated in the frightened eyes that touched him.

Jun Bairan looked very guilty, his eyes lowered, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a crystal teardrop slid down.

Feng Wuwu froze in place, not knowing how to coax him for a while.

After she calmed down, she panicked and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Why are you still crying?" Brother doesn't blame you. ”

He tilted his head slightly, his crystal eyes were like clear water, and the pure pupils and the bewitching narrow eyes blended together, showing a different style.

"My brother treats me so well."

Jun Bairan was worried that Feng Wuwu didn't like his crying appearance, so he suddenly raised his handsome face, and pursed his lips and smiled stupidly.

Feng Wuwu stroked his soft ink hair, and became more and more distressed about the sensitive and well-behaved Jun Bai.

She once heard Chasing Feng say that Jun Mo's "heart disease" started from the tragedy of the Jun family nine years ago.

Therefore, the appearance of the other two sub-personalities can be roughly attributed to post-traumatic stress disorder.

The gentle and watery Jun Indigo was born in the depths of Jun Mo Dye's heart and was reluctant to trust his loved ones.

The violent and bloodthirsty Jun Hongran is a fierce and unsentimental personality split by Jun Moran in order to protect his loved ones.

But the Jun Bai dye in front of him, Feng Wuwu couldn't analyze the reason.

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