Bang –

When Jun Moran heard what Chasing Feng said, he became angry and angry, and casually smashed the jade on the pillow towards the door, "Get out." ”

"The king is angry."

Chasing the wind was frightened, and he hurriedly dragged the iron hand and fled.

In the inner room, incense curls.

Feng Wuwu was teased by Jun Mo's dyeing, and Junxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, "It's grinding, and I'm in a hurry to die." ”

"It's called Husband."

Jun Mo dye hooked the corners of his lips obliquely, and his black and golden eyes looked fixedly at Feng Wuwu, whose face was crimson.

"Don't scream!"

"If you refuse to call, this king will go to the study tonight and will spend the night."

"You..."

Feng Wuwu bit his lower lip tightly and muttered in a low voice, "Soldiers can be killed, but they can't be humiliated!" A dignified seven-foot man, how can he be called a husband? ”

………

An hour later.

Feng Wuwu couldn't resist Jun Mo's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and the coquettish words were continuous, and everyone outside the pavilion was red-faced.

"Husband, great!"

"From now on, how about calling you Mr. Weimeng?"

"Husband... Husband~"

Jun Mo looked at the charming Feng Wuwu, and his body was as if it had been burned by fire, and it was hot.

In the next moment, his consciousness went blank, and his body froze for a long time, unable to move.

Feng Wuwu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Jun Moran quite puzzled, she held his handsome cheeks with both hands, and asked softly, "Aren't you asleep?" ”

"Brother!"

Jun Bairan raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at Feng Wuwu in a particularly panicked manner, with obvious crying in his voice, "Brother, what are you doing?" I'm so scared. ”

"Jun is three years old?"

Feng Wuwu looked at Jun Bairan who was close at hand in surprise, and was extremely embarrassed.

She never thought that Jun Bairan would actually appear in this juncture eye.

"Brother, where are your clothes?"

"It's too hot, it's off."

"Brother, you're so good-looking."

Jun Bairan leaned over violently and hugged the frightened Feng Wuwu.

Feng Wuwu was extremely helpless, she secretly thought that if she was really a man, she would definitely be frightened by the sudden appearance of Jun Bairan.

"Three-year-old, get up!"

"Brother, it's so comfortable!"

Jun Bai Ran was in Feng Wuwu's arms, still maintaining his original posture, and refused to get up.

Although, he only has the IQ of a three-year-old, but his strength is quite large!

"Three years old! If you don't get up again, my brother will be strangled by you! ”

"Okay. I'll let my brother go this time. ”

Jun Bairan sat up reluctantly, and looked at the particularly charming Feng Wuwu reluctantly, "Brother, your body is really strange!" ”

"Don't understand indecent behavior?"

Feng Wuwu kicked him off the bed, hurriedly pulled the thin jacket, and wrapped himself into a zongzi.

Unexpectedly, Jun Lan Dye's consciousness was seamlessly connected with Jun Bai Dye. 16 reading

When he slowly got up, the ignorance and simplicity on his face were replaced by the tenderness between his eyebrows.

He lightly glanced at the beautiful and delicious Feng Wuwu on the couch, and sighed, "Ink dyeing is really not kind!" I was embarrassed to eat alone. ”

"Jun Indigo?"

Feng Wuwu chuckled in his heart, and his eyelids jumped wildly.

If Jun Lanran learns that there are still wounds in her body that have not healed, I am afraid that she will not be idle all night.

"Don't be afraid of water. I just want to check your body for you. ”

Jun Lanran said softly, and then gently pecked on Feng Wuwu's lips.

"No... Need not! My body is very healthy! Don't bother you. ”

"I stammered and said I was fine?"

Jun Lan ran hugged Feng Wuwu and tore the thin coat on her body into strips of rags.

The cotton wool fell like snow and hail, but Feng Wuwu snuggled in Jun Lanran's arms, and he cleaned the wound and applied medicine again and again.

"Shui'er, do you say that ink dye treats you better, or is it this king?"

"Jun Lan Ran, if you dare to mess with the master again, the master will hit you until you hug your head and cry!"

Feng Wuwu couldn't bear it anymore and pushed him aside with considerable effort.

However, Jun Lanran still stood still in front of her, holding her legs casually, "Good, this king will give you medicine." ”

Feng Wuwu realized the disparity in strength between himself and him, so he had to give up struggling.

She collapsed on the couch and said angrily, "Ge Laozi! Ye obviously only got married once, but he had to be tossed by three or four people repeatedly. Blood loss! ”

"Shui'er, the time when this king can accompany you is numbered. The ability of ink dyeing is getting stronger and stronger, and one day, this king will be completely swallowed by his consciousness. So, you don't need to be shy in the face of this king. This king is him. ”

"Can you stop cleaning the wound? I'm going to die of pain. ”

"Okay."

Jun Lan Ran responded softly, and then lightly covered her with a thin cover, "Don't be afraid, this king will always be by your side until you no longer need this king." ”

He lay on his side beside Feng Wuwu, humming a small tune in a low voice, intending to lull Feng Wuwu to sleep.

Feng Wuwu looked at Jun Lan Ran, who was slightly closed by his eyes, and asked softly, "Over the years, has Jun Mo Ran done with him?" ”

"If Jun Mo is doing well, how can Lone know?"

Jun Lanran's consciousness was once again expelled by Jun Hongran into the horns, and his black-gold eyes, glowing with a scarlet halo, looked particularly penetrating.

Feng Wuwu wants to cry without tears, and Jun Hong Dye is violent by nature, which is more difficult to deal with than blue dye and white dyeing.

"Jun Hongran, don't mess around......"

"Oh, interesting! Unexpectedly, Jun Mo Ran, this kid will have an enlightened day! The corners of Jun Hong's lips were slightly hooked, and he tied Feng Wuwu's hands and feet very roughly.

"Let go of the master!"

"Don't let go. Lone is still an innocent virgin, please take care of Lone. ”

As soon as Jun Hongran's voice fell, he picked up the collapsed belt and whipped towards Feng Wuwu's body.

The texture of the ribbon is soft, and it doesn't hurt at all when hit on the body.

Feng Wuwu was very angry.

She suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Jun Hongran fixedly, and said word by word, "Don't think that your master can't deal with you!" If you annoy you, you don't mind completely erasing your consciousness from this body. ”

"Wait alone."

Jun Hongran caressed Feng Wuwu's cheeks, he knew that Jun Moran would soon replace his consciousness, and stared at the person in front of him with great affection.

"Jun Hongran, you let go!"

"Don't let go."

At that time, Jun Mo Dye had regained consciousness after some struggle.

However, he still used Jun Hongran's identity to "conquer the city".