Regent's Palace, Ink-Dye Pavilion

Jun Moran stared at the sparse plaque at the door in a daze, without saying a word.

Chasing the wind looked at his dejected appearance, and softly comforted, "The king is angry with the princess?" According to her subordinates, the princess just lost part of her memory, and she couldn't accept the fact that she had an extra husband for a while. ”

"Who said that this king is angry with her?"

Jun Mo Ran flatly denied it, and he picked up the wolf pen and splashed ink on the plain white rice paper that was spread on the bookcase.

Chasing the wind glanced at the three big characters of "Sanssouci Pavilion" on the rice paper, and instantly understood.

He said respectfully: "My subordinates will let the people change to a brand new plaque." ”

"Wait."

Jun Moran slowly put down the wolf pen in his hand, and asked Chasing Feng in a low voice, "This king made a mistake, which made her a little sad." What to do? ”

"Wang Da can take advantage of his heart disease to win the sympathy of the princess."

"Heart disease? Do you think that she will sympathize with the white dyeing and indigo dyeing people? ”

Chasing the limelight analyzed it authentically, "The princess is pregnant with Liujia, and if you think about it, she will have more patience with Bai Dye, who is not mature enough." The king might as well try to approach the princess as Bai Ran. ”

"Could it be that this king is not as good as Jun Bairan?" Jun Moran was unconvinced.

However, he secretly wrote down what Chasing Wind said in his heart.

As soon as Jun Moran's voice fell, Feng Wuwu, who was dressed lightly, had already stepped into the ink dyeing pavilion.

She glanced at the eye-catching words "Sanssouci Pavilion" on the bookcase, and was overjoyed, "Ink Dyeing Pavilion has been renamed Sanssouci Pavilion?" Very good, very good. ”

Jun Mo Ran raised his head slightly, and his black-gold eyes became hot in an instant.

His throat moved slightly, staring intently at the extremely short skirt on Feng Wuwu's body, and his voice became more and more hoarse, "Isn't it cold?" ”

Chasing the wind only glanced at it, and was so frightened that he quickly covered his eyes and fled.

Feng Wuwu didn't care, she bowed slightly, pointed to her two legs, and smiled, "It's okay." For the sake of convenience, it is also appropriate to sacrifice a little. ”

"Well, don't catch a cold."

Jun Moran got up suddenly, took off his robe casually, and thoughtfully draped it over her shoulders.

He mistakenly thought that the "convenient act" in Feng Wuwu's mouth referred to the joy of the bed, so he said patiently: "This king also wants you." It's just that it's not appropriate right now. ”

"Regent, are you mistaken?"

Feng Wuwu blinked, she shook her hips, gently shook the rattan in the bamboo basket behind her, and smiled crookedly, "Ye is not here to ask for pleasure, Ye is here to take the blame." ”

Jun Moran smiled dumbly, he personally untied the bamboo basket behind her and hugged her tightly.

"Regent, why is your old man's hand so strong? Ye was almost out of breath by you. ”

"The one who should bear the blame is this king." Jun Moran bit her thin red sandalwood mouth, and her black and golden eyes were full of tenderness, "The person who should apologize should also be this king." You are a wonderful person sent by heaven, and this king does not know how to cherish it. ”

Feng Wuwu raised his hand and quietly separated his lips, his cheeks were crimson, like the glow reflecting the moon, "Regent, how can you be like a mouse, you know how to gnaw and gnaw all day long?" Is it so delicious? ”

"Hmm."

Jun Moran was noncommittal, and instead lowered his mouth towards her fair neck.

"Lord Regent, there is one more thing, I don't want to hide it from you."

Feng Wuwu turned to the side slightly, and finally mustered up the courage to hand the album to Jun Moran, "The woman with a graceful figure in the album is indeed the master." However, the things in the album have indeed not been done. ”

"Hmm."

Jun Moran responded in a deep voice, and threw it directly into the fire at his feet, "No need to explain. ”

"Ye knows, you will definitely feel uncomfortable in your heart. Just as the master saw you exposed in front of people with no clothes today, he was really heartbroken, depressed and self-reproachful. ”

"This king's body is watched by others, and you will feel uncomfortable, right?"

He happily held Feng Wuwu's face and kissed her feverishly, from the tip of his eyebrows to the corners of his eyes, from the tip of his nose to the thin red sandalwood.

Feng Wuwu nodded, "Naturally, it will be uncomfortable." Therefore, the master has to explain to you clearly that the person in the album is indeed the master. But Ye has never crossed the thunder pool with others. ”

Jun Moran bowed slightly, "No matter when, this king will always believe in you." ”

He had planned to hold her for a while, but the violent reaction of his body did not allow him to get so close to her.

After a while, he let go of her slightly, and suggested slowly: "Don't worry, can you not wear such a short skirt in the future?" ”

"Why? Could it be that the master's legs are not charming enough? ”

Jun Moran sighed helplessly, and explained rather aggrievedly, "If you endure it for a long time, it will hurt." ”

"I've been to a place. The women there are all dressed like this. If you go, don't you want to ****? ”

"Little thing, it's setting up a trap for this king again! What do other women have to do with this king? This king only wants to possess you at all times. ”

"All the time?"

When Feng Wuwu thought about this, he felt very terrifying, "Regent, you have to control yourself. ”

"This king is changing." Jun Moran said seriously: "In the past few days, this king has been reflecting on his body, only to realize that there are many unnecessary misunderstandings, all because of damn possessiveness. In the future, this king will definitely control his temper, no longer be jealous, and will not interfere in your private affairs at will. ”

"I'm actually used to it."

Feng Wuwu said this, but his heart blossomed.

Feeling Jun Moran's full sincerity, the sense of security that she suddenly lost due to the loss of some memories was also recovered.

Suddenly, she broke free of his embrace and stood on tiptoe, barely reaching his lips.

"Worry-free..."

Jun Mo's eyes moved slightly, and the desire was about to come out.

"Don't worry, Lord Regent. Since the master has touched you, he will definitely be responsible for you to the end. ”

Feng Wuwu said proudly, but his heartbeat suddenly accelerated unconsciously.

"Okay."

Jun Mo dye hooked his lips and smiled, and the pear vortex looming on his cheeks looked particularly charming.

Feng Wuwu swallowed his saliva, looked at him stupidly, and suddenly stepped forward and gnawed at his thin lips, "Regent, how is the kissing skill of the master?" ”

"Very poor."

Jun Moran always felt as if his lips had been gnawed by a vicious dog, and there was a constant tingling sensation.

However, this did not prevent him from indulging in Feng Wuwu's rare initiative.

Feng Wuwu was not convinced, and was about to argue one or two, but saw that Jun's ink-stained lips had already been gnawed bald by her.

"Master... Master is going to practice kissing skills. ”

Feng Wuwu stumbled, and then covered his crimson cheeks with a little embarrassment, and fled.

Jun Mo looked at her skirt moving in the wind, and the three souls and seven spirits seemed to be hooked by her two slender jade legs, and she couldn't return to her senses for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, Feng Wuwu was nowhere to be found.

"Come back! Who are you going to train with? ”

He realized it later, strode out of the inner room, and searched everywhere for Feng Wuwu's traces.

At that time, Feng Wuwu was hiding in the dining room, while eating the melons and fruits in the dining room, while hugging Ah Huang, who was sleeping soundly, and chanting, "Kissing people is really a technical job!" just kissed the little two, and the master was so hungry that his chest was close to his back. ”

"Feng Wuwu, what are you doing?"

Jun Mo Ran was late, he mistakenly thought that Feng Wuwu was holding Ah Huang and practicing kissing skills, and he was jealous.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten all about his promise.

Feng Wuwu looked at Jun Mo's dark complexion, and asked him inexplicably, "Didn't you say that you won't eat flying vinegar indiscriminately from now on?" Why do you even have to eat Ah Huang's vinegar. ”

"You kissed it?"

"Nope."

"That's good." Jun Moran leaned down, he forcibly snatched Ah Huang from her arms, and threw it aside casually, "Don't worry, you remember it clearly." Your lips can only be touched by this king. ”

"Regent, you said you would control your possessiveness a little. How can you blink an eye and not count? ”

Feng Wuwu curled up to a corner of the dining room and asked him puzzled.

Jun Moran said: "Don't you realize that this king has reined in a lot? If it were usual, Ah Huang would have broken his neck by this king. ”

"You... You're really domineering. ”

Feng Wuwu pursed her lips dissatisfiedly, she was about to get up, but she was forced to the corner by Jun Mo with an arrow step.

"Brother, it's stormy outside the house, it's terrifying."

Jun Moran noticed Feng Wuran's slight resistance, and while there was no one around, Tete learned Jun Bairan's tone of speaking, and spared no effort to lie to her.

"Three?"

Feng Wuwu looked at the tall and majestic Jun Mo Ran in front of him in surprise, and he didn't notice it for a while, but he actually regarded him as Jun Bai Ran.

Jun Mo was silently embarrassed, he never expected that Feng Wuwu still remembered Jun Bai Ran, and the vinegar was even stronger.

After a moment of silence, Jun Mo's thin lips opened lightly, "Brother, do you really remember me?" ”

"Naturally. My memory is very good. ”

Feng Wuwu gently stroked Jun Mo's hair scattered on his forehead, and took him into his arms, "Don't be afraid of three years old, it's just a thunderstorm." ”

Jun Mo Ran: "......"

He snuggled into Feng Wuwu's arms, and the anger in his chest soared.

Unexpectedly, Feng Wuwu was so gentle with Jun Bairan!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and inadvertently, he was too angry, and he was actually occupied by Jun Hongran, who took control of his body.

"Worry-free? Lonely little beauty! ”

Jun Hongran slowly opened his eyes like a red sun on the desert, and smiled evilly, "Today, Lone will not let you go again." ”

"Jun Hongdye..."

Feng Wuwu's eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to escape his shackles.

However, Jun Hongran's movements were particularly agile, and she was trapped in her arms in three or two strokes.

In the next moment, the earth turned.

She was pressed to the ground by him, completely unable to move, "Jun Hongran, what are you doing!" ”

"Knowingly asked."

Jun Hongran hooked the corners of her lips obliquely, and in front of her, slowly untied the ribbon around her waist.

"Nope. Why don't you take care of the dog..."

"You protect him with your internal strength, and Lone will be as careful as possible."

Jun Hongran looked at her condescendingly, and didn't mean to let her go at all.

"Jun Hongran, if you dare to come nonsense, the master will never take care of you again."

"Angry?"

Jun Hongran looked at Feng Wuwu, who was puffing out her cheeks and saying nothing, patiently smoothed her tightly knit brows, and said slowly: "I want to open a little." Lonely and ink-dyed, this is one. One day, the Orphan Society will become one with him. ”

"You..."

Feng Wuwu was very depressed.

She knew very well that Jun Hongran was not as easy to talk as Jun Morian, and she didn't want to waste her energy to reason with him.

To put it bluntly, in Jun Hongran's consciousness, there is only plunder, and he doesn't know what gentleness is.

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