The night sky resembles a navy blue curtain dotted with stars.

The cool breeze swept through her ears and temples, her hair inadvertently fell to her forehead, and the uneven moonlight poured on Feng Wuwu's bright face, which made her skin look like cream, which was especially lovely.

Jun Mo looked at her steadily, with a hint of depth in his dark eyes.

She looked like a delicate and delicious pastry, and it must have tasted very sweet.

Just taste it, if it's not delicious, it's not too late to kill her!

Jun Moran stared at her high-pursed mouth, thinking of answering her plea and sealing her mouth with her lips.

He leaned over slightly, hooking her pointed chin with one finger, only to find that she was a little short, and even though he bent over his knees with condescension, his lips were still an inch away from her cheek.

In fact, she is not short, and her long and slender figure is also eye-catching when she rests in the crowd.

The problem is that Jun Mo Ran's proud height completely crushed Feng Wuwu, who was about twenty centimeters shorter than him.

Not far away, Tieshou was the first to see Jun Moran standing on the bank of the moat, and stammered in shock, "Chase, chase the wind, look!" Wang actually disrespected General Feng on the street. ”

"Shhhh Don't want to die? What is called indecency, this is called pity. Chasing Wind covered Iron Hand's mouth and nose, and spared no effort to correct his words.

"Wang actually took pity on General Feng on the street! God, shouldn't they be hugging each other on the side of the moat, dry wood and blazing fire, and stripping each other of each other twice? Iron Hand's eyes widened, and he unconsciously walked forward in excitement, eager to come in front of them and watch them up close.

Jun Mo has excellent ear dyeing, and after listening to the conversation between Chasing Wind and Iron Hand word for word, he suddenly felt very embarrassed.

He has always been pure-hearted and has few desires, but this time he actually had a lust for a short man, which is really embarrassing.

Feng Wuwu waited for a while, and saw that Jun Mo Ran neither pushed her away nor developed further, and lost patience.

"Regent, is my cherry mouth not tasty enough?"

Feng Wuwu asked him bluntly, and the silver needle between his fingers disappeared into his cuffs again.

She had planned to take advantage of his confusion and attack him with a silver needle to the place where he died, and then push him into the moat to feed the fish.

It's a pity that Jun Moran seems reluctant to take the bait.

Smack-

Jun Moran pressed his big hand on Feng Wuwu's face, and lifted her in front of him, biting her slender neck.

"Jun Mo Ran, are you a dog?"

Feng Wuwu was in pain, and waved a small pink fist towards Jun Moran's handsome face.

Jun Moran sensed Feng Wuwu's resistance and became a little angry.

In this world, no one dares to disobey him, Feng Wuwu doesn't know what to do, and he dares to beat him.

"If you dare to do it again, this king will throw you off the moat." Jun Moran was relieved, he wrapped one arm around her waist, walked to the riverside of the trunk, and placed her on the trunk.

"Don't dare."

Feng Wuwu shook her head, and as soon as she touched the surface of the stagnant river, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she was afraid.

"Feng Wuwu, before this king loses interest in you, you are not allowed to leave this king for half a step, understand?" Jun Mo dyed arrogantly, and his innate nobility was revealed.

Like this, he is like a god, unattainable!

And the crowd of beings around him, between the slight narrowing of his phoenix eyes, was already as low as the dust.

"Understood."

Feng Wuwu was inferior to others, so he had to swallow his anger, "Regent, if you really like my neck, can you bite it lightly?" Your old man's teeth are sharp, and the bite hurts. ”