On the other side of the moat, Jun Moran took Feng Wuwu to a secluded alley, and only then did Shi Shiran let go of her.

He lifted her veil and stared deeply at her in front of her, "You... Came to find this king? ”

"Jun Mo Ran, let me ask you something."

"What's the matter?"

"Do you like Jimo Kite very much?" Feng Wuwu looked at him steadily, his heart beating like a drum, and he was particularly worried.

Jun Moran was confused when he heard it, "How could this king ever like her?" ”

"Since you don't like it, why do you hug her?"

"When did this king hold her?"

As soon as Jun Moran's voice fell, he suddenly realized that Feng Wuwu probably misunderstood him, so he turned him away, and hurriedly explained, "In the pavilion of the imperial garden today, Jimo Zhiji's back was injured by a silver needle, and this king just pulled out the silver needle for her. ”

"Huh?"

Feng Wuwu never thought that her so-called seeing is believing, but it turned out to be not the same thing.

Jun Moran quietly uncovered the robe draped over her body, and stared at her with interest, "What? Finally figured it out? ”

"Sure enough, you know!"

Feng Wuwu turned her back in embarrassment, and she regretted more and more why she had to change into such a strange women's dress.

Jun Moran clasped her hands on her shoulders, forcing her to turn around and face him, "Feng Wuwu, you are very beautiful tonight." ”

"Can you stop looking?"

Feng Wuwu's cheeks were hot, and she saw that Jun Moran had been staring at her placket all the time, and she couldn't wait to burrow into the hole and calm down for a while.

What a shame!

She came to him dressed like this, and she didn't know if she had bad intentions?

Jun Moran reluctantly looked away, but naturally got his hands on it.

"You... Stop! ”

Feng Wuwu wanted to cry without tears, she felt that if she continued like this, she would have to be eaten and wiped clean by him tonight.

"How many times do you have to say it before you want to believe it? The person this king likes is you, and it has always been you. Before meeting you, the king had never paid attention to other women. ”

Jun Moran said very seriously, but his hand did not mean to stop at all.

"It's on the street! Can you be more restrained? ”

Feng Wuwu's head was full of black lines, and his attention was all on his hands.

Jun Moran said quite dissatisfied, "Bad thing, you tortured this king all day, can't you give this king some sweetness?" ”

"Today's events are indeed wrong with me."

Feng Wuwu muttered quietly, thinking that he had blamed Jun Moran for being wrong, and he had lost his temper with him, and he did feel a little guilty in his heart.

"The woman of this king, everything is right. It's no wonder that the king didn't explain it to you earlier, and it made you angry for most of the day. ”

Jun Moran said affectionately, he didn't need Feng Wuwu to admit his mistake to him, at this moment, he just wanted to spoil her as much as he could.

Feng Wuwu finally opened his heart and stretched out his hand to wrap around Jun Moran's waist, "Master promises, try to be less jealous in the future." ”

"When are you going to marry this king?"

"I don't have any plans to do that just yet."

Feng Wuwu sneered in her heart, and waited until she developed a medicine that could grind the iron pestle into a needle before considering this problem.

Otherwise, she felt that she would most likely die on her wedding night.

Jun Mo was stained with black lines, he reached out and pinched Feng Wuwu's cheek, and the voice of the demon sounded, "Why don't you marry?" ”

"I don't plan to show people in women's clothes."

"And what are you wearing now?"

"Whew! Don't mention it! Ye originally planned to do a big deal tonight, so he flew away with his eldest brother......"

Before Feng Wuwu finished speaking, Jun Mo's face was already as black as the bottom of a pot.

Realizing that he was quick to talk for a while, and said everything that shouldn't be said in one go, Feng Wuwu smiled and hurriedly changed the topic, "By the way, when did you know that Ye is a fairy-looking woman?" ”

"Don't go, don't leave this king!"

"Got it."

Feng Wuwu nodded his head like chaff and pushed him aside, "Full of wine, smoke to death." ”