Jun Wuyao's hand was strangled on his left shoulder, and it hurt.

Without thinking much about it, Ruoyu raised her hand and waved Jun Wuyao's hand away, smiled indifferently and bent over and said, "Lord Wang, please respect yourself." ”

Originally, the indoor breath was very heavy, but after Ruoyu's words, the indoor breath was much heavier, and the spark hidden in Jun Wuyao's eyes burned a few inches higher.

"Oh? The king's touch is so annoying to you? Jun Wuyao suppressed his voice and looked at Ruoyu who was standing in front of him.

Raising her face to meet Jun Wuyao's gaze, Ruoyu said calmly: "How dare Qingwen, I'm just afraid that you will pretend to be hard, Lord Wang." ”

obviously hates himself to the core, so why pretend to be close.

Listening to Ruoyu's words, Jun Wuyao frowned slightly, put his hand on his shoulder again, slowed down a little and said: "Ruo Qingwen, you said that this king is pretending, but who in this world is not pretending, and I am afraid that you can pretend the best." ”

Jun Wuyao's hand slowly moved along his shoulder, moving from his clothes to his skin, a little itchy.

With a turn of the palm, the palm of the palm was changed to the back of the palm, and it climbed up to the side cheek along Ruoyu's neck like a fish with a slippery feeling, and asked gently temptingly: "Tell this king, who are you?" ”

Ruoyu's body couldn't help shaking, could it be that he recognized that he was not that Ruoqingwen?

Jun Wuyao's fingertips crawled on his cheeks little by little, and the slightly hard nails scraped his lips, scratching a tingling feeling, causing a burst of heat on his body to slide downward, I wanted to concentrate on thinking about the meaning of his words, but I was stopped thinking by his movements.

Looking at his handsome face approaching, he thought in a trance that if his identity was revealed, what would he do.

But Jun Wuyi's next sentence was like a thunderbolt and said: "This king tells you that you are just a worthless plaything in this palace. ”

This king tells you that you are just a worthless plaything in this palace......

Jun Wuyi took two steps back, picked up a dish on the table, and twisted a piece of meat with a greasy luster with the other hand, "In the eyes of this king, you are not as good as this." ”

I can't tell what kind of animal it is......

"You are no longer the invincible county lord, your femme fatale aunt and ruthless father are dead, who else do you think can protect you, they owe a blood account, you have to pay it back!"

The voice was cold, and he was even more ruthless when he said that the femme fatale was hearty and ruthless......

Those memories Jun Wuyi didn't want to think about it, but looking at her indifferent appearance again and again, the pain that she tried to forget was like a raging flame, Zrazla's burning more and more, burning her heart.

Ruoyu had never seen such a Jun Wuyao, and she felt that he always spoke with a mask, and he was smiling with a knife in his face, but he didn't expect that it would be so ...... I don't understand what he said, but I can imagine the hatred of the sea.

Trying to stabilize her breath, Ruoyu looked at Jun Wuyi and asked, "How do you want me to pay it back?" ”

The question is simple, and there is no subdued tone that makes people unable to see through her joys and sorrows.

The bamboo basket was thrown on the ground and scattered all over the ground, Jun Wuyi looked at the calm and vague humanity: "Since you are tired of the touch of this king, can you be a bed slave?" ”