Feng Wuwu's words fell, and he was charming, especially enjoying the wave of cheers under the smoke cage stage.

Chasing the wind listened to the tsunami-like laughter in his ears, and his skull ached.

If he knew that Feng Wuwu's alcohol was so shallow, he should have taken a good look at her.

Fortunately, she's like a wild horse on the loose, completely out of control!

"General Feng, come down quickly. If the king learns that you are openly showing your masculinity on the stage, there is a chance that your masculinity will be broken by the waist! ”

"Fold it! Anyway, he just doesn't like me. Feng Wuwu said with some anger.

"Little Ancestor, please come down quickly! If you make some moths, I'll have to be finished with it......" Chasing the wind covered his face with his hands, and his heart was miserable.

Feng Wuwu pointed to his crotch, and then fixed his gaze on Chasing Feng, "You mean that the regent will not only castrate me, but also castrate you in frenzy?" ”

Chasing Feng nodded, then shook his head violently, and explained urgently, "Wang is gentle and benevolent, and the word 'madness' has nothing to do with Wang. ”

"Chasing the wind, your brain was kicked by the little donkey?"

Feng Wuwu was particularly puzzled and asked Chasing the Wind, and immediately shouted loudly, "If the regent is not mad, why does he have to castrate us?" Even if you are jealous of the grandeur of the master, you can't graft it onto him, right? ”

"Little Ancestor, don't talk about it!" Chasing Feng was frightened by Feng Wuwu's words, and his face turned pale, and he took the stage to capture her.

Feng Wuwu reacted extremely quickly, and walked around behind the dancing girl in a flash, "Chasing the wind, you are so good with the regent, you must know his quirks, right?" ”

"General Feng, step down with me!"

Chasing the wind was so anxious that he threw all the dancing girls who were in front of Feng Wuwu off the stage, but he still couldn't catch Feng Wuwu, who was as slippery as a loach.

"If it's a man, I'll tell everyone out loud that the regent doesn't want to drink the whip soup!" Feng Wuwu nimbly walked around the back of Chasing Wind, tiptoeing in his ear.

Chasing the wind, his legs were weak, and he suddenly felt a fishy sweetness in his throat.

He felt that if he continued to spend it with Feng without worry, he would not be able to save his little life.

Just when he was very anxious, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he was in a hurry!

The world says, "He who does not know is not guilty."

If not, he will pretend to be dizzy, and he will be unaware.

Xu was too nervous, and when Chasing the wind fell to the ground, the iron bracer at his elbow accidentally hooked Feng Wuwu's robe.

Tear pull –

In a daze, most of Feng Wuwu's crescent white brocade robe was torn off.

What's even more unfortunate is that a large piece of her pants under the brocade robe was also removed.

It's over, self-defeating!

Chasing the wind twitched the corners of his mouth, and tears flowed into a river in his heart.

"What are you doing with my clothes? Why should men bother with men? ”

Feng Wuwu pouted, sullenly pushing aside Chaifeng, who had fallen on her shoes and pretending to be dead.

It was difficult to chase the wind and ride the tiger, and he really wanted to cover up the hole in her middle pants for Feng Wuwu, so as to cover the large snow skin she was exposed to in front of people.

But he was really afraid of the extraneous branches. After thinking about it, he had to lie on the cold white jade platform and continue to pretend to be dead in fear.

In the elegant seat on the second floor of Drunken Liuxuan, Mo Zichen was amused by Feng Wuwu and laughed, and the shooting was amazing, "This kid is drunk, it's funny!" ”

Jun Mo's cold gaze fell on Feng Wuwu's dazzling white calf, and his thin lips opened lightly, "Bad morals." ”

The iron hand standing beside Jun Mo Ran said, "Wang, General Feng Xiao is mostly bare-legged, I'm afraid I'm going to catch the wind cold." Why don't your subordinates take him home first? ”

"Not necessarily."

Jun Moran's blade-like indifferent eyes fell on Tie Shou, and the voice of the demon rose again, "Go to Beili quickly, and thoroughly investigate the matter of Feng Wuwu's disrespectful Beitang Liyin." ”

"Yes."

The iron hand responded with his head, but he was very puzzled in his heart.

In the past few years, the task of collecting intelligence has generally fallen on Si Ming and Leng Xue, why is it suddenly his turn today?

Seeing Tie Shou's confused stupid appearance, Si Ming couldn't help but shake his head.

In fact, Jun Moran had already ordered him to thoroughly investigate Feng Wuwu's disrespectful Beitang Liyin.

The reason why he ordered Tieshou to go to Beili to check again should be because he was dissatisfied that Tieshou was too close to Feng Wuwu.

Thinking of this, Si Ming stared at the back of the iron hand with special sympathy, and quietly pinched his thigh, reminding himself to stay away from Feng Wuwu.

The king's man, he cannot afford to offend.