Feng Wuwu turned over, pulled the thin silk brocade quilt with his hand, and wrapped himself like a zongzi.

After a few hours of sleep, she suddenly felt a pair of large hands around her waist.

In the next moment, she opened her eyes suddenly, and a neat over-the-shoulder fall slammed the person behind her to the ground, "Ge Laozi!" Dare to take advantage of the master! ”

She got up suddenly, stood on the couch with her hands on her hips, and looked condescendingly at Jun Moran, who fell to the ground.

"Ink dye?"

Feng Wuwu was annoyed, but he said that he was too heavy, so he slipped down and hurriedly helped him up.

An imperceptible trace of anger flashed between Jun Mo's eyebrows, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing so nervous?" Who else but this king will visit the prison at night? ”

Feng Wuwu sneered and smiled, "You can't blame me, who told you to slip up to the bed without saying a word?" ”

"That's it, I don't care about you."

Jun Moran got up slowly, and immediately unbuttoned the hidden button of the placket in front of Feng Wuwu in front of him.

Feng Wuwu's face turned red, she pointed to the curtain at the door of the prison and said, "You have closed the curtain!" ”

Jun Mo dye hooked the corners of his lips obliquely, and with a wave of his wide sleeves, the faintly fluorescent shark bead curtain at the door of the prison and the thick curtain were pulled up by a strong palm force.

He took off his robe three times and five by two, and immediately leaned over, eagerly pulling the silk belt around Feng Wuwu's waist.

Feng Wuwu felt a little uncomfortable, although Jun Moran was not usually very gentle, but he would take into account her feelings whenever he wanted.

Tonight, he seemed to be a different person, full of anger.

"Jun Mo Ran, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Wuwu only said that he had encountered something tricky and was in a bad mood.

"Lie down obediently, let this king love you well." Jun Moran pinched her face hard, without a trace of pity and cherishing the jade.

"Don't pinch your face!"

Feng Wuwu grinned in pain, and she brushed his hand away dissatisfiedly, "You're not quite right tonight." ”

"What's wrong? Ask yourself, how much good has this king done you? It should be your duty to serve and please the king. Jun Mo smiled evilly, and suddenly reached out and pushed her down on the couch.

"Serving? Please? Jun Mo Ran, what do you think of me! ”

Feng Wuwu looked at Jun Moran, who was still handsome and beautiful, but particularly unfamiliar.

He has no love in his eyes, and his hands are extremely heavy, and a mouth is used to hurting people!

A trace of injury flashed in Feng Wuwu's eyes, Jun Moran had already become her most trusted person.

She didn't expect that Jun Moran would use words like "service" and "please" to describe their relationship.

Even so, she was still desperately comforting herself, maybe this was just another personality of Jun Moran.

"Ink dye, are you sure you're ink dye, not colorful dye?"

Feng Wuwu looked at the evil Jun Mo Ran steadily, and his heart was full of doubts.

Jun Moran said, "It really has a face that has brought disaster to the country and the people!" ”

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

She had already sensed that something was wrong with Jun Moran.

Tonight's Jun Mo Dyeing, I don't know what respect is!

As she shook her head, Jun Moran began to tear at her clothes.

"Nope! You go away! ”

Feng Wuwu really wanted to cook the raw rice as soon as possible, but what Jun Moran said tonight was too hurtful.

If he had this attitude in the future, she would not have delivered her sincerity hastily no matter what.

"If this king is gone, who will satisfy you?"

"I don't like the way you look."

"What do you like? Feng Wuwu, don't play any tricks in front of this king! This king has read countless people, can he still see through your mind? ”

Feng Wuwu glanced at the dark brocade robe he had discarded on the ground, as if he realized something, and his expression was shocked.

She struggled to break free from his shackles and said coldly, "Get out! ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Jun Moran raised his arm and slapped towards Feng Wuwu's cheek in surprise.

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