Inside the house, Feng Wuwu was hugged by Jun Mo and gnawed wildly for a while, only to feel sore.

She wondered a little, why did she feel like her body was hollowed out when she didn't do anything?

"What's wrong?"

Jun Mo Ran moved away slightly, his eyes fixed on Feng Wuwu, who was slumped on the couch and breathed in the fresh air.

"You're too heavy, I think you're going to break it up sooner or later." Feng Wuwu complained quietly.

She deliberately hid an eggplant in her crotch, which should be felt by him.

In plain life, if he touches something that shouldn't be touched, he will hide away.

But today, he bluntly pressed the eggplant into two pieces!

Jun Moran naturally knew that Feng Wuwu had hidden something in his crotch, but he had seen it all, how could he believe such a clumsy trick?

"Do you need a silver tray?" There is some stock in the medical hall. Feng Wuwu could feel the strangeness of his body, and out of kindness, he asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moran didn't appreciate it at all.

His face darkened, and he said word by word, "No. ”

Feng Wuwu pursed his lips and muttered in a super low voice, "You deserve to be suffocated." ”

"I don't know what to do."

Jun Mo was extremely depressed, if he didn't take care of her body, why did he have to hold back?

However, his hand never left her lower abdomen, and he continued to deliver true qi to her to relieve her abdominal pain.

Suddenly, Feng Wuwu only felt that the blood in his body was gushing like a spring, and he was deeply afraid that Jun Mo would smell the smell of blood, so he asked tentatively, "Regent, do you smell blood?" ”

Jun Mo smiled and smiled, how could he not smell it?

He just didn't want to embarrass her.

After pondering for a moment, Jun Mo Ran shook his head, "This king may be infected with wind and cold, and his sense of smell is abnormal. What's wrong? ”

"It's fine. I'm just telling you that if you smell blood, don't be surprised. I made a blood-colored sachet out of black dog blood to ward off evil spirits. However, the sachet smells a little strange, so I hope you don't mind. ”

"Noise, sleep with this king."

Jun Moran responded in a deep voice, but in his heart he wondered what strange things Feng Wuwu had in his head.

What a blood-colored sachet, he didn't believe it.

Feng Wuwu saw that Jun Mo Ran didn't take this matter to heart, and the heart hanging in his throat finally landed smoothly.

She saw Jun Moran's eyes tightly closed, and she didn't dare to make the slightest sound, for fear of disturbing him.

During the day, he fought with Beitang Longting for her, and then lost her true qi for a few hours, and it was reasonable to be a little tired.

She tucked the quilt for him intimately, and found a comfortable place in his arms to fall asleep.

Not to mention, the faint smell of ambergris on his body smells very good, which has a great effect on sleep.

In the middle of the night, Feng Wuwu suddenly heard that someone kept calling her name, and suddenly opened her eyes and looked around the dark inner room.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid."

"This king will be gentle with you."

"Don't worry, hold this king tight."

At this moment, Jun Moran suddenly whispered, so frightened that Feng Wuwu almost kicked him off.

After a while, she realized that Jun Moran had not woken up, and the reason why she kept chattering was purely because she was too excited to play in the dream, so she couldn't control her babbling.

Feng Wuwu got up in shock, staring at Jun Moran, whose expression was becoming more and more rippling, and had a headache.

She couldn't figure out why Jun Moran dreamed of her?

In his heart, she should be a man who stands up to the sky, right?

So, in what way did he get close to her in the dream?

At that time, Jun Moran, who was deep in a dream, had already cleared the layers of fog and followed the sound of the gurgling spring.

He faintly glanced at the phantom of Jiao'e sitting by the spring, and there was no trace of emotion in his black and gold eyes.

After a while, Shi Shiran, Jiao'e by the spring, turned around, "Regent, stay!" ”

Jun Moran's pupils shrank, staring at Jiao'e who was close at hand in a daze, his heart was shocked, and he strode forward and hugged her tightly.

He never thought that this figure he had seen countless times in his dreams was actually Feng Wuwu!

Perhaps, this is the fate that is destined in the obvious.

Jun Moran was ecstatic, his slightly calloused fingertips lightly touched Feng Wuwu's cheeks that slid into the condensed fat, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all love.

Her narrow peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, her beautiful eyes are longing, and the occasional seductive state makes him feel like an ape and haunted by dreams.

"Regent, it's all here, why rush to leave?"

"You mean, you do?"

"Did I say I didn't want to?" She raised her eyebrows, her hands already around his neck.

………

Outside the dream, in the drowsy inner room.

Feng Wuwu supported his chin with one hand and stared at Jun Mo Ran for a long time.

At this moment, he no longer whispered frequently.

It's just that it's already cool on the quilt.

She was afraid that Jun Mo would not be able to tell whether she was dreaming or reality, so she would eat her dry as soon as she turned over.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder, hurriedly turned over and got off the bed, and crept out.

As soon as he went out, the two of them who were perched on the treetops, Chasing Wind and Iron Hand, flew down from the treetops one after another, and landed steadily in front of Feng Wuwu.

"General Feng, is Wang Ke in your house?" Chasing Feng asked knowingly, he just wanted to make some noise, so as to remind Jun Mo Ran, Feng Wuwu planned to take the opportunity to slip away.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moran was still immersed in a sweet dream, and he was reluctant to wake up.

Feng Wuwu pouted towards the inner room, "He was sleeping deeply, and he talked in his dreams for most of the night, so noisy that I couldn't sleep." ”

Iron Hand was slightly surprised, "The king seems to have said very little. ”

Feng Wuwu moved his hand helplessly, as if remembering something important, he clutched the sleeve of his chasing wind and said in a low voice, "It's cold at night, remember to change him into a clean quilt, so as not to suffer from the cold." ”

Chasing the wind immediately understood, and laughed, "The king has grown up." Very good, very good! ”

Tie Shou was confused, "General Fengxiao, it seems that the quilt has just been replaced, why is it dirty again?" ”

"Ahem—"

Chasing the wind and coughing, he hurriedly dragged the iron hand into the inner room, and said in a deep voice, "Be quiet! If the king learns that you and I are criticizing him behind his back, he will not be able to spare us. ”

Iron Hand was instantly silenced, and only followed the wind in an orderly manner, tiptoeing to the couch.

"Worry-free ......"

Jun Mo's thin lips moved, and the low-alcohol and extremely magnetic voice made the two of them unconsciously.

"How do I feel, Wang seems to have insulted General Feng Xiao in a dream?"

Iron Hand carefully removed the cold quilt on Jun Moran's body, and asked in a low voice as he stood beside him and smiled with a relieved face.

"This is probably thinking about the day and dreaming at night."

Before the words fell, Jun Moran suddenly opened his eyes, staring coldly at the wind chasing the wind with a smile in front of the couch, and the iron hand who was obviously taken aback by Jun Moran and involuntarily took a few steps back.

In the next moment, Jun Moran grabbed Tie Shou's wrist violently, and with a single force, he turned him over and shackled him extremely roughly.

Iron Hand was so frightened that tears soared, and his lips trembled violently.

Thinking about it, Jun Mo Ran treats him like a mountain, if he wants his body, even if he is ten thousand unwilling, he must devote himself wholeheartedly.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and stumbled, "Wang, don't hide it, I'm still a yellow flower girl, you must be gentle." ”

Jun Mo came back to his senses, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, "Get out." ”

"Wang, do you really want to be subordinate?" The iron hand was relieved, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with one hand, and straightened his back on the other hand, still looking like a strong man.

Chasing the wind hurriedly covered the mouth and nose of the iron hand, and said in a deep voice, "Say a few words!" ”

The iron hand stopped again and again, only hugged the wet quilt in his arms, and didn't dare to say more.

Jun Mo swept his eyes at the quilt in Tie Shou's arms, extremely embarrassed.

Chasing Feng made an expression of a person who had come over, and said earnestly, "Human nature, don't go to your heart." It's just that you really don't need a few rooms? General Feng Xiao is stubborn, and you spoil him again. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will suffocate my body. ”

"Get out."

Jun Moran realized that the self-control he was proud of was not bullshit in front of Feng Wuwu, and he also had a headache.

It seems that he needs to put some pressure on Gu Nanfeng, so that he can quickly relieve the residual poison on Feng Wuwu's body.

He held his forehead with one hand and glanced at the inside of the couch, only to realize that Feng Wuwu had long since disappeared.

Suddenly, he made a loud alarm bell, and asked Chasing Wind in a cold voice, "What about Feng Wuwuren?" ”

Chasing the wind replied respectfully, "General Feng Xiao seems to be walking in the front yard. ”

In the middle of the night, do you still have the heart to take a walk?

Didn't you secretly look for Feng Yi and Ling Tianqi and talk about wine?

Jun Moran slammed his palm on the edge of the couch, suddenly got up, and rushed to the front yard like a storm.

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