After Feng Wuwu tidied up her clothes, Jun Mo ran another "poof" and came to her.

The flame of hope rekindled in his dark pupils, and his voice was particularly pleasant, "You must be injured!" Something is wrong with your body. ”

"What's wrong?"

Jun Moran pretended to be mysterious and said, "It's not the same as this king's. ”

Feng Wuwu was extremely depressed, how could Jun Mo Ran be so brazen?

He obviously took advantage of it, and he put on an innocent appearance!

As soon as Feng Wuwu was angry, he lost all his senses, and he was beaten violently at Jun Moran's head, "Shut up!" If you dare to talk nonsense, you will break your three legs. ”

Jun Moran didn't think about fighting back, he just pestled in front of Feng Wuwu and let her be violent.

Feng Wuwu held back his anger, and was worried that he had nowhere to sprinkle, and "popped" several times and made Jun Mozhi's ears roar.

"Shui'er, don't be angry. If the little hand is injured, the king will feel distressed. ”

"Ye is not called Shui'er! This kind of tender name is like water, where is it worthy of the temperament of the master! ”

When Jun Mo Ran heard this, he also echoed his head, "In this way, it is really hasty to call you 'Shui'er', and it does not highlight your delicate and noble spirit." Otherwise, how about this king calling you Jin Shui'er in the future? The golden light is shining brightly, and it is shining. ”

"Jinshui? Why don't you add the word 'baby' in front of the golden water? Feng Wuwu flicked Jun Mo's head with two fingers, and said in an unkind tone, "Ye Xing will not change his name or change his surname, Beili Feng Wuwu is also." ”

"Don't worry, this king knows."

Jun Mo dyed his thin lips and pursed slightly, because he learned Feng Wuwu's name, he was secretly happy for a long time.

Seeing him laughing spontaneously, Feng Wuwu couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face, "What are you smiling at?" ”

Jun Moran was just about to answer, but his eyes suddenly changed.

"Feng Wuwu, you are presumptuous!" There was obvious anger in his voice, and he flipped Feng Wuwu, who was doing something to him, to the ground with one hand.

In a moment, his domineering and arrogant momentum was fully revealed.

“………”

Feng Wuwu sat down on the ground, realizing that Jun Mo Ran had fully recovered his senses, and said with a smile, "The regent called the little one to be presumptuous, and the little one didn't dare to disobey." ”

"Feng Wuwu, you are so bold!"

Jun Mo dyed his wide sleeves lightly, and the two palm winds of "Xiuxiu" struck towards Feng Wuwu's chest and abdomen.

Feng Wuwu avoided the surprise attack like lightning, teleported to Jun Mo Ran's feet, hugged his thighs tightly, and talked nonsense seriously, "Regent, can you be reasonable?" Obviously, it was your old man who told me to be presumptuous, so I dared to be a little presumptuous. ”

"Pretend, pretend!"

Jun Moran snorted coldly and violently threw her aside.

"Lord Regent, you know, I'm a man of temperament, I can't pretend to be it, truth, goodness and beauty are my motto."

"Say! Why did you push this king down to the river last night? ”

"Dwarf oil~ What happened last night, isn't it what you want me to do?" Feng Wuwu was shy, and looked at Jun Mo Ran with affection, "Last night, it was even more dewy, and the shore fell into a mound. The Lord Regent has fallen overboard, and I will follow you without hesitation. ”

Jun Mo saw Feng Wuwu's description of painting and painting his eyebrows, and even began to question that his memory was biased.

After all, he doesn't remember anything after falling into the water last night, and it's not impossible that his memory will be biased.

"Feng Wuwu, you don't want to talk nonsense!"

"Regent, have you really forgotten Feng Wuwu, who struggled and resisted in the moat last night?" Feng Wuwu raised his eyes, his eyebrows frowned, and he made a sad look floating on the surface.