Struggling, struggling to resist?

Jun Moran was once again misled by Feng Wuwu, mistakenly thinking that he was too angry last night and did something crazy to her.

Thinking like this, he looked at her eyes and suddenly became embarrassed.

"Feng Wuwu, do you know the fate of deceiving this king?"

"Anyway, I'm already your man. Even if you don't want to be responsible, you can't change the hard truth. ”

Jun Moran didn't bother to think about what happened last night, but one thing Feng Wuwu was right, he really didn't want to be responsible.

Suddenly, the evil wind was raging, and the murderous aura appeared.

He stood in the center of the whirlpool, condescendingly looking down at the shy Feng Wuwu at his feet, his eyes were evil and domineering, with the arrogance of the common people, arrogant and wild, unstoppable.

Feng Wuwu realized that Jun Moran wanted to kill people, his body trembled, and he habitually hugged Jun Moran's thighs, "On the bank of the moat last night, you clearly promised to take me to dinner." As soon as I was excited, I secretly made up my mind to follow you with all my heart. ”

"Why don't you take me to dinner? The dignified regent, how can he not be trusted? Could it be that the Regent's palace is so strapped that he can't even scrape together the money to invite me to dinner? ”

Jun Mo was suspicious, he felt that Feng Wuwu's mind was filled with either water or paste.

At first, he thought that something unethical had happened to him and Feng Wuwu, so he suddenly became murderous and wanted to kill him quickly.

Now it seems that it is purely Feng Wuwu's wishful thinking to be his person.

Whew, how can Feng Wuwu be so brazen?

Jun Moran stared at Feng Wuwu with crooked eyebrows, and suddenly felt an urge to pinch her into a bun.

Feng Wuwu didn't know why, but he still kept talking with his small mouth open, "Regent, I'm very well fed, can you give me some leftovers?" If you eat meat, I will gnaw on the bones, and if you eat, I will wait for you to eat leftovers, and then eat. There is not a drop of rice soup left! ”

“………”

"You trust me, Lord Regent. People outside are always spreading rumors that I eat a lot of food, eating four bowls at a time. In fact, I only eat four bites in one meal. ”

Although, people in the market are good at spreading rumors.

But Jun Mo Ran's sanity is still there, and he feels that people outside will not be idle enough to spread rumors and eat without worry.

Feng Wuwu talked to himself for a while, and finally felt a little tired.

She leaned her head on Jun Mo Ran's legs, and her slender hand began to measure his thighs again, "Such thick thighs, I'm going to hold them tightly." ”

Jun Mo's demon pupils moved slightly, and his gaze stayed on Feng Wuwu's weak and boneless hands.

Yes, compared to her thin arms and legs, he was overly athletic.

Jun Moran thought about it like this, and the competitive desire in his bones was completely stimulated.

He looked at the slender and weak Feng Wuwu, and suddenly felt a little bit of the king's pity for the weak.

"Little thing, it's kind of fun!"

He leaned over and pinched Feng Wuwu's cheek meat fiercely, and rubbed all the jade Rongsheng muscle cream stained with his fingertips on Feng Wuwu's face.

Feng Wuwu was indignant, for many years, no one dared to pinch her face like this!

"Regent, you're a man!"

"Huh?"

"How can a man pinch a man's face like this? I don't know, I thought you were a good man. ”

Jun Moran pinched Feng Wuwu's cheek with his hand for a moment, so many? Not really.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Feng Wuwu for having a face that suits his heart, which makes him want to bully her all the time.

"Regent, I'm really hungry."

Feng Wuwu felt that he was so tired, and he had dealt with the Great Demon King of the Mixed World for most of the day, and he was already so hungry that his chest was close to his back, and he was exhausted.