Jun Wuchen had no choice but to retreat when asked by her, and couldn't even maintain silence.
He could only sigh, "Can't you be a little stupid? You were the one who told me not to get to the bottom of everything before, so why are you making the same mistake now?"
"I didn't think much about it before, but now I do."
Yun Luo said confidently, "After thinking about it, I realized that your question was too strange, so I did a little analysis."
Jun Wuchen laughed for a moment and simply hugged her and sat on the bed, stroking her hair and lowering his head to ask.
"Then tell me what you have analyzed, and I will also listen to it."
"When you first met me, you asked me if I had seen you somewhere. Do you remember?"
"Remember."
"At that time, I just thought you were inexplicable, because I really don't remember seeing you."
Yun Luo was a little funny, "Probably from that time on, I didn't have a good impression of you."
Jun Wuchen glanced sideways and reached out to poke her cheek, "Do you think this king is a prostitute who casually chats with beauties?"
"Yeah, can't it?"
Yun Luo looked at him sideways and raised his eyebrows.
Jun Wuchen was neither angry nor smiling. Looking at her jade-like cheeks, black hair, snow-skinned red lips, and a slight tilt of the corners of her eyes, she revealed a seductive flavor.
This expression is so beautiful and charming.
She never realized it herself.
His Highness King Jing gritted his teeth, pinched her waist and asked, "Did you often meet men who chatted with you outside before? Huh?"
Yun Luo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and looked at him with a hint of pride, "Otherwise, would I misunderstand you?"
It’s not like I’ve been hit on so many times that I’ve developed a conditioned reflex.
"How many have you met?" Jun Wuchen gritted his teeth.
"How do I know this? Who bothers to count them?"
The corners of Yun Luo's lips curled up slightly, and she said with a hint of a smile, "Anyway, as long as I walk on the street without a mask, there will always be seven or eight of them within a few hundred meters, right?"
Seven or eight?
Jun Wuchen was very happy, "You seem to be very proud?"
If she liked being talked to, she wouldn't always show off with a mask in Wentianlou.
But...
"It's quite interesting to see His Highness Prince Jing being jealous."
Yun Luo smiled and leaned her arms on his thighs, raised her head, and blinked at him, "It tastes so sour."
"Huh." Jun Wuchen snorted coldly and looked at her coolly.
"I didn't know who it was just now, but because I recruited Ji Yaoer, my eyebrows are not eyebrows, and my eyes are not eyes. Now I am so proud that my tail is raised?"
Is it true that His Highness Prince Jing will not settle old scores?
"Hahaha..." Yun Luo suddenly laughed and fell into his arms.
Jun Wuchen's face was dark, but he reached out and hugged her waist to prevent the woman from getting too happy and rolling to the ground.
"Okay, okay, the topic has gone too far."
Yun Luo laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, and she quickly waved her hand to stop, "Where did you just say?"
Jun Wuchen gritted his teeth and said in a sinister tone, "Speaking of the fact that I am interested in flirting with the princess."
"Pfft... don't make me laugh, we're talking about business!"
Yun Luo was almost amused by him again, so she couldn't help laughing and patted him, "I didn't lie to you at that time. I really don't remember where I saw you. Even the things you asked me about, I'm totally confused about."<
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Jun Wuchen said nothing.
"Five years ago, on the ninth day of October, you asked me where I was and what I was doing on that day."
Yun Luo paused and said softly, "I really don't remember."
Don’t say a specific day.
Now think about it, when did she even travel through time and enter this body...