Jun Moran carefully supported Feng Wuwu and said slowly, "Such a violent and bloody scene didn't disturb the king's precious daughter, right?" ”

Feng Wuwu asked him in particular puzzlement, "Why are you so sure that your father is pregnant with a girl?" What if not? ”

"Men and women, this king will cherish them."

Although Jun Mo said this on his lips, he didn't think like this in his heart.

If Feng Wuwu is pregnant with a big fat boy, it means that there is one more man competing for favor with him.

Thinking that soon after, a stinky boy who was younger than him, younger than him, and younger than him was about to emerge and snatch a woman with him, asking her to hurt, coaxing her, hugging her, and even asking her to feed, Jun Moran instantly pulled down his face.

He solemnly said with the wind, "You can't feed!" Never! ”

Feng Wuwu's face was confused, and he didn't understand what he heard, "What's wrong?" ”

Jun Mo looked at her placket steadily, and said categorically, "If you give birth to a son, you must not feed it!" This king is rarely so presumptuous, and he can't either! ”

“………”

Feng Wuwu's head was full of black lines, "Why do you even eat the vinegar of your own cub!" ”

Jun Moran took her into his arms especially domineeringly, and said righteously, "You are the king's!" Your heart and your body belong to this king alone. ”

"Ye Cai is not your property!"

Feng Wuwu snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Anyway, no, you can't feed it!" Jun Moran said non-negotiably.

"Okay. It's up to you. ”

Seeing that he was so resolute, Feng Wuwu had no choice but to compromise.

She originally thought that after getting married, Jun Moran's almost perverted possessiveness would improve slightly.

Unexpectedly, he became even more violent.

Now, Jun Moran is not only naïve enough to eat Ah Huang's vinegar, but even his own cubs are not spared.

It's really crazy.

After getting Feng Wuwu's consent, Jun Moran breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up Feng Wuwu horizontally, and his voice was enchanting, "After returning to the house, let this king take a good look at you." You seem to have gained a lot of weight these days. ”

Feng Wuwu nodded again and again, and responded happily, "It's easy to say." ”

Since a long time ago, Feng Wuwu has been looking forward to Jun Mo Dyeing praising her with a word of "plump".

Now, when she heard him say this, she couldn't close her mouth with joy.

Adhering to the principle that good things must be shared with him, Feng Wuwu really wanted to discuss with him about his more and more graceful posture.

At that time, Beitang Liyin, who was hidden among the onlookers, was staring at Feng Wuwu's back with resentment.

"Why? Why! ”

Beitang Liyin's silver teeth were shattered, and her eyes were cracked.

She has never been one to throw in the towel easily.

Even if she was so depressed that she slept on the streets, she still firmly believed that one day, she would be able to trample Feng Wuwu into the mud and watch her beg for mercy with a smile.

Just as Beitang Liyin was about to turn around and leave, the slanting light from the corner of his eyes happened to fall on Jun Moran's hand that had been resting on Feng Wuwu's stomach.

Could it be that Feng Wuwu is pregnant?

Beitang Liyin's poisonous eyes stared at Jun Mo Ran and Feng Wuwu, suspicious.

If Feng Wuwu is really pregnant, his actions will inevitably be less flexible than before.

When the time comes, she can take advantage of Feng Wuwu's inconvenience and eradicate Feng Wuwu and the evil seeds in her womb in one fell swoop.

If she never finds a chance to start, she can also disguise herself as a stable woman, so that Feng Wuwu will die like her pathetic mother when she gives birth.

Thinking of this, Beitang Liyin's heart was secretly refreshed, and she smiled again and again.

The people standing around her couldn't help but gasp when they saw most of her ruined faces crumpled, and avoided it.

Feng Wuwu keenly sensed the murderous aura coming from behind him, and turned around suddenly, but there was no trace of Beitang Liyin.

She looked at the group of men begging at the entrance of the palace that suddenly poured out of the palace, and muttered to herself, "Strange! Ye obviously sensed a sharp murderous aura, how could he turn around, and that person ran away? ”

Hearing this, Jun Moran also turned sideways, and indifferently glanced at Jun Fu, who was staring at the gate of the palace.

His old god said with Feng Wu on the ground, "Come to think of it, that bone-eating murderous aura comes from Jun Fu. ”

"Jun Fu is still alive?"

Feng Wuwu looked at Jun Fu's blood-stained cheeks, and immediately realized, "Could it be that all this is under Yun Feibai's control?" ”

Jun Moran bowed his head lightly and said in a deep voice, "Yun Feibai is unwilling to take risks, so he has to choose the safest way to rescue Jun Fu." He asked Jun Fu to come to the door to provoke, but he had the intention of letting her cheat to death. ”

"Yun Feibai's heart and eyes, there are so many!"

Feng Wuwu suddenly realized and said with emotion.

At the beginning of the fight, Feng Wuwu was a little strange, to this day, why did Jun Fu dare to come to the door to provoke?

It turned out that all this was in Yun Feibai's plan.

He first asked Jun Fu to come to the door to provoke, and then let her stage a good show of cheating death, the purpose of which was to make everyone believe that Jun Fu was dead.

After Jun Mo Ran completely lifted the monitoring of Jun Fu, he could appear and take Jun Fu away quietly.

Jun Moran gently pinched Feng Wuwu's puffed face, and said slowly, "Don't worry. If you are humiliated in every way, this king will definitely give you an explanation. Tonight, in the capital city of Yizhuang, Jun Fu and Yun Feibai, neither of them can escape. ”