After a short time, Jun Moran kicked open the door of the inn's wing, turned around neatly, and gently lowered the latch.

He put Feng Wuwu on the couch, and his heart was beating happily.

"Feng Wuwu, do you mind living with a man for the rest of your life?"

"This king counts three times, if you don't reply, this king will be your acquiescence."

Jun Mo Ran stood in front of the couch, looking condescendingly at Feng Wuwu, whose eyes were closed, and he found for the first time that her lying appearance was also very charming.

The crimson cheeks were like the moonlight, and the pursed lips were filled with a hint of sweet aroma, which made him almost lose control of his concentration.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"Heh..."

The corners of Jun Mo's lips were hooked, and she was about to lean over, but her mind flashed back to the appearance of being angry and crying by Baili Heze that day.

Since you like her, you should respect her wishes.

Thinking of this, he stopped what he was doing, only moved a stool, sat cross-legged in front of the couch, and looked at Feng without worry.

"Little thing, why aren't you awake?"

Jun Moran was distraught, waiting for her to wake up and give him an answer.

Who knows, Feng Wuwu slept for most of the day.

By the time she woke up, it was already dark.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Jun Moran staring at her with a look of dissatisfaction, and her eyes were full of wolf light.

"Dirty thing, stay away from you." Feng Wuwu sat up in shock, and kicked his legs towards Jun Moran's chest, making a gesture to kick him aside.

"This king has never touched ruthlessness." Jun Moran clutched Feng Wuwu's slender ankles with both hands, and only then did she realize the light pink embroidered shoes on her feet.

He stared at her shoes in particular confusion and asked in a deep voice, "Say!" Whose shoe is this? ”

Jun Mo's voice was fierce, and his fingertips tightened more and more.

He even had some suspicions that she was fooling around behind his back, and for a moment she was wearing the wrong shoes of other women.

Feng Wuwu kicked off the embroidered shoes straightforwardly, and said with a big grin, "Baili Heze took away the master's clothes, forced the master to change into women's clothes, and gave the master a pair of embroidered shoes." ”

"He actually forced you to change into women's clothes?"

Feng Wuwu nodded, "Fortunately, the master was alert, pulled Fu Yeshen's clothes, and fled from the door." It's just that I forgot that I was still wearing a pair of women's shoes on my feet. ”

"Are there any injuries?"

"Not yet. It's a hundred miles of Heze, and he was tossed out of three blood holes by the master. Feng Wuwu said smugly.

Jun Moran saw that she was not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He originally wanted to order the shopkeeper to buy a pair of shoes for Feng Wuwu, and was about to measure the size of her feet, but when he saw that her slender white jade feet were particularly beautiful, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Regent?"

Feng Wuwu stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, "What are you thinking about the old man?" ”

Jun Moran's eyes were always staring straight at Feng Wuwu's tender feet, and the ghost held them in the palm of his hand, "Don't move." ”

“………”

Feng Wuwu's head was full of black lines, he saw that Jun Mo was extremely obsessed with her feet, and he was afraid that he would be excited, so he cut off her feet, and said in a loud voice, "Regent, I have athlete's foot." ”

"Huh?"

Jun Moran only felt that the temperature of his body was suddenly high, and he couldn't even hear what Feng Wuwu said.

In the next moment, his black-gold eyes flashed a strange red light, and the strength of his hand intensified in an instant.

"What do you do?" Feng Wuwu snorted in pain, and was about to withdraw his foot, but saw him "swish" twice and rolled her trouser leg to her knees.

"Feng Wuwu, long time no see."

Jun Hongran raised her eyes violently, and those strange eyes stared at Feng Wuwu fixedly, as if they wanted to drain her soul, with full aggression.

Feng Wuwu's body trembled, and he stepped back again and again, "Jun Hongdye!" ”

"Surprised?"

"There is surprise but no joy." Feng Wuwu's hazy affection for Jun Mo Dye was dispelled by Jun Hong's trouble.

It's enough to deal with one Jun Mo Dye, plus Jun Blue Dye, Jun Red Dye, she will be tossed and collapsed sooner or later.

"Don't you feel happy when you see Lonely?"

Jun Hongran "snapped" and slapped on her instep, with a bit of punishment.

"Let go of the master!"

"It's rare to come back alone, you should cry with joy." Jun Hong's voice is low and mellow, revealing the evil spirit of the forest.

He frowned, his narrow eyes hooked, and his hands suddenly pressed on the soles of Feng Wuwu's feet, scratching for a while, "Laugh!" Laugh at Lonely! ”

Feng Wuwu felt the itching coming from the soles of his feet, and struggled to hold back his laughter.

She doesn't want to be arranged by Jun Hongran clearly, if she lets others know, where will her face go?

Jun Hongran saw her clenching her teeth, so she took out another hand and grabbed her jaw tightly, "Feng Wuwu, don't suppress your nature." You're happy to see Lonely, right? ”

"I advise you to let go of your feet quickly. When the grandfather's beriberi attacked, he was afraid. ”

"How can this be true? Do you take Lone's words as a deaf ear? Jun Hongran was furious, holding Feng Wuwu's collar in one hand, and swaggered down the street.

"Jun Hongran, isn't it okay for the master to smile at you?" Feng Wuwu was embarrassed, so he had to slow down and beg for mercy.

"It's late."

Jun Hongran "snapped" and threw Feng Wuwu onto the street.

His knees pressed against Feng Wuwu's calves, and his bony hands scratched Feng Wuwu's soles in an orderly manner, until she couldn't help laughing out loud, and then Shi Shiran let go.

At this time, they were surrounded by onlookers who had heard the noise.

"Isn't this the Regent?"

"Not really! Unexpectedly, the regent actually let the corpse go to the thin man on the street. ”

"Ah, the Regent, the Regent! Sisters, the Regent loves to scratch people's feet! Let's go together! ”

………

In the noisy crowd, dozens of women wearing heavy makeup suddenly rushed out.

They took off their shoes and socks one after another, lay on Jun Hongran's side, and stretched out their slender jade feet towards him, "Regent~Come on~"

Jun Hongran was stunned for a moment, lowered her eyes to look at Feng Wuwu's red feet that were scratched by him, and then swept her eyes at the jade feet that were shaking in front of her, and she was in a good mood, "Unexpectedly, Lone is much more popular than ink dye." ”

In the crowd, a poisonous look suddenly shot out.

Feng Wuwu raised his eyes keenly, but saw a strange-looking strange woman with a clear and beautiful look in her eyes and glared at her fiercely.

Jun Hongran also noticed the woman's extremely sharp eyes, and was about to let go of Feng Wuwu, plucking off the woman's eyes with one hand, and the woman had withdrawn from the crowd and drifted away.

"Feng Wuwu, have you offended anyone?" Jun Hongran turned her head stupidly, and reached out to pinch Feng Wuwu's smooth and greasy cheeks.

"Jun Hongran, do you dare to be rude to your lord again, believe it or not, your ass will bloom?"

As soon as Feng Wuwu's words came out, there were sounds of gasping one after another around him.

"Who is this man? Threatened to beat the regent to the point of blooming? ”

"It seems to be the Phoenix Divine Doctor of the Divine Calculation Medical Hall."

"It is said that for him, the regent burned the Ziyang Temple in a fit of rage."

………

For a time, the criticism was very loud.

And the women who surrounded Jun Hongran and Feng Wuwu in the center still had charming smiles on their faces.

They waved their handkerchiefs towards Jun Hongran, looking forward to it, and the autumn waves were frequent.

In a daze, Feng Wuwu only felt that the brocade in the hands of this group of women was too fragrant.

"Strange, how is this aroma so familiar?"

Feng Wuwu pondered for a long time, and when she finally remembered the origin of this incense, she was so frightened that she rushed towards Jun Hongran.

Jun Hongran looked at the panicked Feng Wuwu in his arms in astonishment, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?" Are you so fascinated by loneliness that you want to correct the Dharma on the spot? ”

"Listen! These women are not quite right, hold their breath, and quickly follow me home. Feng Wuwu whispered in his ear, and a pair of sharp peach blossom eyes swept around frequently.

"It's just a strong medicine, what are you afraid of? When Lone couldn't suppress the medicinal properties, he went home and let the ink dye clean up the mess. Jun Hongran pursed his lips and smiled, and said lightly.

Feng Wuwu was angry, "Do you think the strong pills are a joke?" ”

More than half a month ago, Beitang Liyin gave her this kind of flattering medicine, which made her inadvertently thin Jun Modye.

Now, the reappearance of the strong medicine means that it is very likely that Beitang Liyin has reached the east.

If Hokudo Rinin is in the dark, it will be especially tricky to deal with.

Jun Hongran saw that Feng Wuwu's face was pale, and finally straightened his face, and blasted away the bewitching women gathered around him with one palm, and directly carried Feng Wuwu on his shoulders, and strode in the direction of the Regent's Palace.

Behind him, Yun Feibai, who was hidden in the crowd, looked fixedly in the direction where Jun Hongran had gone, and chuckled lightly, "It is rumored that the regent of Donglin has a recurrence of heart disease, but I didn't expect it to be true." ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, do you need to take advantage of the chaos to snipe him?"

"Do you think the regent of the East is so capable?" Yun Fei's white eyes turned pale, and he stared coldly at his side in displeasure.

"Then, isn't the medicine in vain?"

"The main hall originally planned to try his skills, disturb his mind, and make him make a fool of himself in the street. When he fled, he fled, and the days to come were long. ”

Yun Feibai stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Feng Wuwu, who was restlessly writhing on Jun Hongran's shoulder, his moderately thick lips moved slightly, and a gloomy and sad magic voice overflowed from his lips, "Find out where the kid on his shoulder comes from." ”