Feng Wuwu raised his eyes, and happened to meet Shangjun's deep eyes dyed black and gold.

Her narrow peach blossom eyes are slightly picked, and even under Jun Moran's extremely powerful aura, she is still not timid.

She spoke eloquently, her voice as crisp as a light bell, "You must not beat me, you must not scold me, you must not murder me, you must not enslave me, you must not intimidate me, and you must not force me to do what I do not want to do." ”

“………”

Jun Moran was speechless for a while, why didn't he remember that he had done such an excessive thing to her?

After a moment of silence, Jun Mo's thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was low, peaceful, and extremely magnetic, "Do you have any other requirements?" ”

"No, no."

Feng Wuwu originally thought that Jun Mo Ran would be thunderous and angry, but unexpectedly, he was as gentle as if he had changed his sex.

Could it be that Jun Moran is really in love with her?

Thinking of this, Feng Wuwu's cheeks turned crimson, his hands were tightly twisted together, and he didn't know what expression to make for a while.

Jun Mo looked at her pretentious appearance fixedly, and slapped the back of her head, "Thinking about women again?" A rippling face, very ugly! ”

"Lord Regent, you old man is not trustworthy. said that he wouldn't beat and scold me at will, but as soon as he made a move, he almost knocked my head crooked. ”

Hearing this, Jun Moran straightened Feng Wuwu's little face with both hands, and the corners of his lips slanted a bewildering arc, "This king has a smooth hand, I'm sorry." ”

"You!"

"Feng Wuwu, this is the first time for this king."

"What?"

When Feng Wuwu heard this, his eyebrows jumped, and his heart was so empty.

She tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "It's urgent, and I have to treat you as an antidote." But then again, I'm not bargaining. ”

"Huh?"

Jun Moran frowned, his eyes staring at the cramped and restless Feng Wuwu.

How could he not understand what she was saying?

His original intention was that this was the first time he had taken a person to heart, and he was used to being violent before, and he couldn't change it for a while, and he hoped that she would bear with him.

"Feng Wuwu, what are you talking about?" Jun Moran was extremely confused, and his hands clasped her shoulders that were slightly shrunk inward, forcing her to look directly at him.

"It's been so long, haven't you been angry yet? Actually, I'm much worse than you. ”

Jun Moran saw her eyes dodging, and he was suspicious, "Are you hiding something from this king?" ”

"No, absolutely not!"

Feng Wuwu finally realized that he would be wrong, and flatly denied it, "In front of you, where can I hide the secret?" ”

"When did this king become your antidote?"

"Regent, did you hear me wrong? I'm good, where do I need an antidote? ”

"You said it!" Jun Moran's face was slightly gloomy, and there were faint signs of anger.

With nothing to do, Feng Wuwu had no choice but to bite the bullet and talk nonsense, "Regent, tell you an unknown secret. Actually, I'm sick. ”

Jun Mo Ran originally thought that Feng Wuwu and Jimo Zichen were generally infected with the hidden disease of flowers and willows, and their expressions were extremely complicated.

He did mind a little bit about Feng's troubled past, even if those things were over.

But he would prefer that her past, present, and future would be that there was and was only him.

However, he did not embarrass her for the past.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly took her into his arms, "No need to mention it again. There is a cure for the sick. ”

Feng Wuwu realized that Jun Moran would be wrong again, and sighed helplessly, she always felt that she and his thinking would never collide on the same level.

"Lord Regent, you misunderstood. I don't have willow disease, I'm talking about pica. When the disease occurs, it will eat indiscriminately uncontrollably. Not long ago, my pica flare up again and chewed on your... Footwear. You don't remember the villain, don't worry about me. ”

Jun Mo was dyed with black lines all over his head, it turned out that Feng Wuwu didn't regard him as an antidote, but his shoes and socks as an antidote?

For a while, his mood was particularly complicated.

I even want to pull off my shoes and socks to smell if there is any smell.

If there is a peculiar smell, Feng Wuwu should suffer more?

Feng Wuwu was worried that Jun Moran was still struggling with the "antidote", and said in a low voice, "Actually, I have not only chewed shoes and socks, but also eaten grass roots and tree bark. At first, it tastes like chewing wax, and then I get used to it. ”

"No need to explain."

Jun Moran knew in his heart that Feng Wuwu didn't tell the truth.

It's just that he suddenly felt a little worried that when she told the truth and the truth, did it mean that she had made up her mind to leave him forever?

Many things, breaking the casserole at an immature time to ask to the end, often backfire.

Therefore, he forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart and no longer delved into what important things Feng Wuwu was hiding from him.

Feng Wuwu lowered his eyebrows, subconsciously avoiding Jun Mo's overly sharp eyes.

Inadvertently, her eyes fell on the blood stains on the placket of his clothes, and she said urgently, "Regent, is the wound cracked again?" ”

"Hmm."

Seeing that Feng Wuwu was in a hurry, he panicked for a while, forgetting that he was injured and couldn't move.

"Regent, how about I take you back to the infirmary?" Feng Wuwu looked at his blood-stained robe, fearing that his body would be scrapped.

If that were the case, her sin would be great.

As the old saying goes, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great. Jun Mo Ran, as the only seedling of the Jun family, if she can't spread the branches for the Jun family, she is really worried that the second elder of the Jun family will crawl out of the grave, and asks her to give them a healthy Jun Mo Ran.

"Not necessarily."

Jun Moran coldly rejected her proposal.

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu had no choice but to put his hand on his shoulder and coax him in a good voice, "Can you help you go back to the head office?" Remember to try to put as little effort on your legs as possible. ”

"Hmm."

Jun Mo Ran responded, and his eyes unconsciously fell on her placket, "Feng Wuwu, your ......"

He was about to speak, but he felt that he was always staring at other people's bodies, presumptuous and abrupt.

"Mine what?"

Feng Wuwu glanced sideways, followed his line of sight and glanced at his front, and suddenly felt that his cheeks were hot, "Regent, what are you thinking about all day long?" Didn't I show you a self-portrait? ”

Being asked by Feng Wuwu like this, Jun Moran also felt that he was a little obscene, and he couldn't help but stare at her front.

However, he still felt that something was wrong with Feng Wuwu's body.

Could it be that Feng Wuwu suffers from a hidden disease and is like a eunuch?

He had heard that some eunuchs had an imbalance of yin and yang, and not only their skin was as delicate as that of a woman, but their bodies could also develop in the direction of women.

Feng Wuwu was stared at by Jun Moran and stared at him in shame, "Have you seen enough?" If you haven't seen enough, come to my house tonight. When the time comes, let you see it clearly! ”

Jun Moran responded in a deep voice, "Okay." ”

He looked up at the scorching sun, and his heart was scratching and uncomfortable.

There should be five or six hours to go.

At this moment, he finally knew what it was like to live like a year.