Jun Mo ran angrily and laughed back, Feng Wuwu is really capable, and he can always make him so angry that his emotions are out of control.

Then again, how could he be short of women?

Looking to the east, how many women can resist his ink dyeing?

Besides, he has no interest in men at all.

What he is interested in is just the person Feng Wuwu, regardless of gender.

"Feng Wuwu, you remember. The king may not touch you, but you must abide by the rules and be as good as a jade. Jun Moran finally took a step back.

What's more, Jun Mo Ran is still unable to determine how he feels about Feng Wuwu.

Perhaps, it was simply because she looked quite in line with his mind that he would frequently move his desires.

Perhaps, he is in a high position, and he is used to being submissive, so he will look at a little wild cat like Feng Wuwu with teeth and claws.

Or maybe he really needs a man, or a woman, to solve his physical needs.

Thinking of this, Jun Mo's eyes became darker.

Although he promised her not to touch her on the premise that she abided by the rules, if she took the initiative to send it to the door, he should accept it all.

"Lord Regent, your request is a bit too much."

Feng Wuwu muttered quietly, feeling very unhappy.

Although, it is not difficult for her to stay like a jade. She is not a person who indulges in vocal music, she has lived two lives, and she has not had a relationship experience. If it weren't for the fact that the medicine in her body was in danger last time, she would never have made a hard bow to the Junmo Dye Overlord who had relapsed from her old illness.

But Jun Mo Dye is too lenient.

He is not hers, why should he care about her?

"Excessive?"

Jun Moran once thought that he had misheard, he had obviously taken a step back, and she had to take an inch.

"If you don't accept it, you can try it!" Jun Moran suddenly got up and looked at her condescendingly.

"Serve!"

Feng Wuwu reluctantly responded, and immediately pointed to the dead female corpse, and quietly changed the topic, "The Jiangyang female thief has been captured, and the regent is requested to personally accept it." ”

"Everyone is dead, how can you prove that she is a female thief who visited the palace at night? Are you teasing Ben King? ”

"Lord Regent, keep your sparkling eyes open and take a good look at this graceful female corpse on the ground."

Feng Wuwu squatted down, pinched the jaw of the female corpse with one hand, and said solemnly, "The mouth is like a fire gun, and it is highly consistent with your painting!" ”

Jun Mo Ran stood three feet away, his face pale, disgusted.

"The scar on his face is an inch long, and at first glance he knows that he is accustomed to doing evil." Feng Wuwu poked the scar on the female corpse's face with his fingers, and analyzed it seriously.

Seeing that Jun Moran was silent, she pinched the slightly wide nose of the female corpse again, and said in a low voice, "Women with wide noses are in great demand in that regard. Lord Regent, it's not just because she stole the royal treasures? ”

"Shut up."

Once Feng Wuwu opens the chatterbox, how can he easily stop it?

She stared at Jun Moran with a smile and said word by word, "Did she do something indescribable to you?" ”

"Feng, none, worry!"

Jun Mo was annoyed and ashamed, and his hand in the wide sleeve of ink was raised high.

"If you don't believe me, Lord Regent, you can try with her again and find out how you feel. She's only been dead for a long time, and her body should still be usable. ”

Her eyes were closed, and she was protecting her head with both hands, afraid that Jun Mo Ran would knock her beautiful head crooked with a wave of his palm.

However, in order to make Jun Moran completely believe that this female corpse was the initiator, she had to say this.

When Jun Mo heard this, he had the idea of strangling Feng Wuwu to death.

He couldn't remember the first time she had raised a bar with him desperately.

"Regent, you should be lighter when you start, I'm afraid it hurts." Feng Wuwu pursed his mouth, secretly thinking that he would not be able to escape a severe beating today, and he was especially worried in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moran's hand did not fall for a long time.

When she peeked at his face with half-squinted eyes, she was surprised to find that his handsome face was close to her cheek.

In the next moment, his bony hand clasped Feng Wuwu's shoulder and pushed her to the ground.

"Bastard, you said you wouldn't touch me!"

"Didn't you tell Ben Wang to try again and find a feeling?"