"Let's go?"

Jun Mo's dark eyes dyed black and gold with a bit of arrogance that looked at the world, his thin lips opened slightly, his tone was magical, cold as water, "You bully Jun Fu, this king will be severely punished." ”

Feng Wuwu didn't believe Jun Moran's words at all, and decided that he was raising the bar with him, and said in an unkind tone, "Regent, your old man obviously doesn't care much about Jun Fu County Lord, why do you have to put on a look of protecting your sister?" To put it bluntly, you are reluctant to be peerless, full of talent, and amazing! ”

Jun Mo looked at Feng Wuwu in front of him, who was skillful, and suddenly had the intention of torturing her.

This kind of leather monkey is stubborn and arrogant, and he wants to give her some color.

Thinking like this, Jun Moran grabbed Feng Wuwu's collar again, kicked the door, and threw her to the stone steps in front of the door with one hand, "Chase the wind, drag General Feng Xiao down, and punish three hundred rods." ”

Outside the ink-stained pavilion, the tear-stained face of the wind chased the scorching sun, his hands folded to his chest, and his mouth was full of words.

He didn't notice that Jun Moran had opened the door and stood behind him with a gloomy face.

"With the blessing of the ancestors and the ancestors, the king finally knows the marrow! It's wonderful to be promiscuous in the day! ”

"The sky has eyes, the Jun family is full of loyalty, and it shouldn't be left alone! Today, the prince can be fortunate to be General Feng. Ming'er, the prince may be able to hold the fragrant girl and give birth to a litter of cubs! ”

"Cubs are not afraid of many, it's best to have five men and five women, make up a perfect one!"

………

Seeing Jun Moran's face dark, Tie Shou quietly pushed the chasing wind, "Stop!" The king is behind you. ”

"For no reason, why are you squeezing your eyebrows at me? I'm not like Wang, I'm not a man. ”

Chasing Wind brushed Iron Hand's hand away with disdain, and it took a moment to realize what Iron Hand had said.

In an instant, Chasing Feng stiffened, and his face turned pale with fright.

He knelt in front of Jun Moran with a "poof", and he should have admitted his mistake and received the punishment straightforwardly.

But after thinking about it, Chasing Feng felt that Jun Moran's stay in the house was too short, so he asked, "Wang, it's only time for a cup of tea, and you came out?" ”

Jun Moran's blade-like indifferent eyes shot at Chasing Feng with a frightened face, and his voice was extremely cold, "Get out." ”

"Yes."

Chasing the wind shrunk his shoulders, hurriedly dragged his iron hand, and fled.

Jun Mo was dyed with black lines all over his head, and he wanted to order the iron hand to take Feng Wuwu down, but the iron hand was dragged away by the chasing wind again.

Feng Wuwu, who was slammed to the ground, saw Jun Moran's embarrassment, the neat carp stiffened, supported the ground with two fingers, swept the tail and closed his legs, and then jumped in front of him.

"Regent, how about changing the rod to a hand-beaten? A popping sound is more pleasant than a bang. ”

"Do you need to take it off? The good thing about it is that your hand can touch my skin directly. The advantage of not taking it off is that you don't see the wound on my buttocks, so you can feel less distressed. ”

"The most important thing is that the regent will keep in mind. You can only hit the back, not the front! ”

Feng Wuwu firmly protected his hands in the critical parts, his mouth was like a river, and he kept chattering.

"Noise."

Jun Moran raised his hand and suddenly waved it towards Feng Wuwu's very vivid pretty face.

Feng Wuwu reacted very quickly, and jumped into Jun Mo Ran's arms with a tricky step, narrowly avoiding Jun Mo Ran's palm wind.

She wrapped her hands around Jun's ink-dyed waistline, and buried her whole face in his chest, "Lord Regent, you don't remember villains, don't be like me." ”

"Let it go."

"Don't let go. Unless you promise me not to beat me, not to murder me, but to love me well. ”

"Dreaming!"

Jun Moran snorted coldly, and dragged down Feng Wuwu, who was about to lean on him like an octopus.