Jun Moran's sturdy arms wrapped around Feng Wuwu's legs, shackling her on her shoulders.

He swept Feng's carefree and fluttering body, his eyes showing disdain.

With her slender skeleton, let alone killing the enemy, she may not be able to support the heavy armor.

Feng Wuwu saw Jun Mo Ran stunned at his buttocks, and his heart was so empty.

If she is a man who is like a fake, and Zongjun has bad intentions towards her, she will suffer hardship.

But the problem is that her daughter can't be exposed.

Once exposed, your life is at risk!

"Don't believe me, Lord Regent, I'm sick." Feng Wuwu pulled his little face and said seriously.

Jun Mo Dye strode into the Ink Dye Pavilion and locked the doors and windows with his backhand.

Originally, he just wanted to ask her a few words, but when he saw her panicked funny appearance, he couldn't help but tease her.

Feng Wuwu hung upside down on Jun Mo Ran's shoulder, covering his chest with his hands helplessly, "Regent, don't be like this, I'm afraid." ”

The corners of Jun Mo's lips were hooked, and he felt that Feng Wuwu's slightly trembling little milk voice was extremely beautiful.

In the next moment, he couldn't control his emotions for a while, and his big palm swung towards Feng Wuwu's buttocks.

Smack-

The big palm fell, and the flat ground thundered.

The light is shining, and the pavilion is beautiful.

Feng Wuwu was ashamed and annoyed, fisted with both hands, and beat Jun Mo's hard belly, "Dog, don't you know that the tiger's ass can't be slapped?" ”

Jun Moran threw her to the ground and looked at her condescendingly, "Who gave you the courage to dare to do something to this king?" ”

"You're being unreasonable! Obviously, you hit me first. ”

Feng Wuwu was thrown all over his body, and fell to the ground on all fours, his pretty face puffed out angrily, and only one mouth moved slightly.

Jun Moran sat in front of the dining table, his hands on his laps, staring at Feng Wuwu with interest.

His eyes were as cold as a blade, as sharp as a falcon fighting the sky, and just one glance made Feng Wuwu tremble.

Before meeting Jun Mo Ran, Feng Wuwu thought that he was quite proud of Songzhu and unyielding.

Since offending this Great Demon King of the East, Feng Wuwu has tapped into his own beautiful qualities of bending and stretching.

"Lord Regent, I'm really sick. If you like men, you must at least find a man who is in good health. I'm a lot older, so I should have a sense of protecting myself. ”

Feng Wuwu exerted all his strength and suddenly got up from the ground.

She squatted at Jun Moran's feet, and suggested in a kind voice, "Regent, what do you think of chasing the wind?" Strong and burly, heroic and extraordinary, you can see that you have a lot of experience at a glance. ”

Jun Mo's eyebrows jumped, and his eyes suddenly showed anger.

Feng Wuwu thought that Jun Mo was not satisfied, so he changed his words again, "Chasing the wind is tall, and it is difficult to submit." The iron hand is delicate, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, quite tough, and you can see that the waist strength is good at a glance. ”

"Feng Wuwu!"

Jun Moran just wanted to ask her about the path from Beili to Donglin, but before she could open her lips, she was blocked by Feng Wuwu.

Feng Wuwu saw them get up, and with a stirring spirit, he crawled to the ground and hid under the food table, and tried frantically on the edge of the beating, "Actually, Xiao Yinyin is not bad." Fresh meat buns, tender and clean. Regent, what do you think? ”

"From now on, you are not allowed to speak without the permission of this king!"

"Regent, may I speak now?" As soon as Feng Wuwu asked, he immediately said to himself very quickly, "If you don't speak, I'll take you by default." ”

“………”

Feng Wuwu has always been good at kicking his nose and face, she saw that Jun Moran did not scold him, she had the courage to move a log stool, sat beside him in a regular manner, and persuaded bitterly, "As the saying goes, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest." It's not impossible for you to like men. But I think that before that, you should first accept a few concubines, accept a few delicate girls, and spread the branches for the Jun family. ”