Jun Linyuan glanced at her, and frowned slightly on the cold face: "Who makes you unhappy?"
Who else can be except you?
Of course, Feng Wu would definitely not say. She stared at Jun Linyuan, suddenly, bowed deeply.
After bowing, Feng Wu straightened his waist, straightened his back, and turned to leave with a decisive step!
Jun Linyuan's feelings, she inherited, but he hugged her back and caused her to trouble her, Feng Wu's heart ... very complicated.
"stop!"
His Royal Highness's pair of ink -dyed sword eyebrows tightly frowned, his pupils were tightened, exuding a trembling momentum!
Feng Wu didn't stand up and went straight forward, but in the next moment, an invisible force, like a long hand, grabbed Feng Wu directly back!
When Feng Wu reacted, she was already sitting on Jun Linyuan's legs.
This posture is too ambiguous-
The first sentence that appeared in Feng Wu's mind was-----
Zuo Qingyu is the prince of the future. As for Feng Wu, she is at most a prince.
It's really upset.
Feng Wu was so angry that he pushed Jun Linyuan.
However, Jun Linyuan's strong and powerful slender arms grabbed her, and the strong back of the back of the hand was prominent.
The teenager is strong and overbearing, the eyes are full of violent factor, and the displeased anger is glaring at the phoenix dance!
"Speak!" The young man's dark eyes stared at her!
Feng Wu bit his lower lip and was sullen in his heart!
"Why are you angry?!" The teenager stared at her tightly, looking iron, looking a little shocked.
Outside the door, the housekeeper was about to cry.
Gong Yan was surprised at a glance. She looked at the closure housekeeper.
What happened to this suddenly? Isn't it good to be good when coming to the study?
The scoring housekeeper spread his hands, and he thought that the two were finally said. Why was suddenly awkward again?
Gong Yan wanted to push the door in, and there was a misunderstanding to explain it clearly.
"Don't--" Fengkeke raised his hand to stop the palace.
What a face -to -face person who loves to His Royal Highness? If outsiders go in, it's okay.
Gong Yan was sorrowful to face ... she was in a hurry.
Inside the door--
Under the temple of Jun, the color is irony, and his expression is cold. He clenched Feng Wu's hand and aggressive: "Speak!"
Feng Wu took a deep breath: "You accompany me to cultivate flying dragons and help me catch Xuanyuan Yi. I inherit your feelings. I just thanked you just now, what else do you think?!"
His Royal Highness has a hurricane -like violence, disdainful coldness: "My Jun Linyuan needs your gratitude?"
Feng Wu gritted his teeth: "Since you don't need it, let me go!"
His Royal Highness's original cold voice became rough: "Say why you are angry!"
Feng Wu shook away Jun Linyuan's hand and stared at him with frozen eyes: "Do you really want to know?"
"explain!"
"Okay, you let me say, then I will say it!" Feng Wu glanced at Jun Linyuan, "Why do you hold me back?!"
His Royal Highness frowned.
"You left in front of so many people, do you know what the consequences will be?!"
"Do you know, what will you do if you are so crazy?"
"Do you know, what kind of crazy thing will you do to me when you see this scene?"
"Do you know, will the Queen Mother, the old Buddha, see this matter, will a glass of poisonous wine give me death?"
"you--"
Feng Wuyue said, the more angry: "Why do you hold me to leave?! Do you know what it means behind this? I am really angry with you!"