"No, I can't. You can't sit still! ”

Feng Wuwu slapped his thigh, and took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and suddenly scooped the pink robe at the door into his arms.

She was especially careful to cover the doors and windows, and latched the door with the few silver needles left in her sleeves.

Tear pull –

She violently tore at her wet clothes, and in three or two strokes, she stripped herself completely.

Outside, chasing the wind and returning.

He bent over his waist and listened to the movement in the room.

"Chasing the wind, are you crazy? Dare to peep at General Feng! ”

Si Ming saw that the wind chasing was sneakily hidden under the corner of the wall, and took three steps and two steps, and walked in front of him, his expression was particularly solemn.

Chasing Wind made a silent gesture and lowered his voice, "Be quiet." If the little ancestor in the house hears it, we will be finished. ”

"Then you still dare to peep at people's homes?"

"Si Ming, rumors stop at the wise. You can make something out of nothing, cross the river and tear down the bridge, imagine it out of thin air, make it up out of thin air......"

Si Ming twitched the corners of his mouth wildly, and interrupted the chasing wind again and again, "It's like a girl, it's crooked!" ”

The stars twinkled in Chasing Wind's eyes, and he said with great interest, "Si Ming, I sent a set of women's clothes to General Feng Xiao, and General Feng Xiao seems to have changed into women's clothes. ”

"Really?"

Chasing Wind squinted his eyes with a smile and nodded his head like chaff, "It's true." ”

As soon as his voice fell, he realized that the person asking the question was not chasing the wind, but... Jun ink dyeing!

"Wang ......"

Chasing the wind and knelt in front of Jun Moran with a puff, so frightened that his soul was not possessed.

"Stand down." There was an obvious hint of playfulness in Jun Moran's narrow eyes, and he slowly raised his eyes and stared directly at the closed door, his heartbeat unconsciously accelerated.

"Yes."

Chasing the wind was relieved, and responded in a low voice, not forgetting to drag the boss's life, and ran away without a trace.

Jun Moran stood alone at the door and said coldly, "Get out." ”

When Feng Wuwu heard this, he was completely panicked.

She wanted to dry the soaked breast wrap and put it back on, but Jun Moran didn't seem to have much patience and could break into the door at any time.

In the nick of time, she quickly tore the soaked breast wrap in two and rolled it into a ball and tucked it into the placket.

"Feng Wuwu, come out."

"What a rush!"

Feng Wuwu muttered quietly, and then took off the silver needle that lay across the crack of the door, and carefully pierced it into the two round and rolling fabrics on his chest.

Jun Moran was already waiting impatiently, and when he heard Feng Wuwu scolding him, his long legs hidden under the dark brocade robe kicked the door, and the closed door was torn apart with a "bang".

For a while, the dust and smoke were like the clouds and mist of the ethereal fairyland, and they spread out in front of Jun Moran's eyes.

He used his ink wide sleeves to gently sweep away the dust and smoke that were blowing up, and in his black and gold pupils, a wonderful person wearing a pink skirt and a beautiful appearance like a fairy in the sky appeared.

Feng Wuwu covered his eyes with his water sleeves, obviously a little uncomfortable with the strong light outside the house.

She silently scolded Jun Mo a hundred and eighty times in her heart, but she had a warm and bright smile on her face, "The regent kicks the door in such a handsome posture!" ”

Jun Mo's eyes were slightly stunned, and he looked at Feng Wuwu, who was graceful in front of him, and felt that there were two hot streams in his nose that were about to erupt.

"Put your hands down."

His mellow and melodious voice was a little hoarse, and the desire in his eyes was like a fire, instantly triggering all the primitive desires hidden in his heart.

"Regent, you've made me so shameless like this! Can I not wear women's clothes? ”

Feng Wuwu is very slow to heat up in terms of feelings, but this doesn't mean that she can't understand the strong desire in Jun Moran's eyes.

She touched Jun Moran's terrifying eyes like hungry wolves, and refused to let go of the arm that covered most of her face, and subconsciously stepped back.

"Put it down!"

Jun Moran's throat moved slightly, leaned forward and slammed into the threshold, roughly pulled off her arm in front of him, and forcefully took her into his arms.