"Don't you want to die?!" Jun Linyuan threw a silly sister -in -law to the ground, squatted in front of Fengwu, and raised his hand to erase the blood on the snow wall.
Feng Wu looked at Jun Linyuan, and a touch of concern appeared in his eyes: "Are you injured?"
His Royal Highness sneered: "How fresh, someone is not hurt?"
Feng Wu: "But Feng said, you never fight, but only hit people."
Jun Linyuan: "... Oh."
Feng Wu looked at him seriously: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
The temple of Jun was squatting down, and those deep eyes stared at her, and there was a touch of unknown emotions in her eyes.
"Are you concerned about me?"
Care? Feng Wu doesn't feel that he is cared for him.
"Now I have been injured, relying on you all. If you fall down, what should I do?" Feng Wu explained very seriously.
Then, Feng Wu was surprised to see that Jun Linyuan's face turned into iron blue instantly!
Those eyes, like the two clusters of flames ignited, the hot flame almost devoured her!
Feng Wu subconsciously shrank.
Jun Linyuan took a deep breath, turned around, and kicked on the silly sister who had already let go of the blood!
Feng Wu: "..."
She looked at Jun Linyuan helplessly.
Why is this person so angry and impotence? It's really hard to be so good.
However, now Fengwu really can't annoy Jun Linyuan. She stood up with the wall: "You put the sister -in -law, don't move, I'll handle it ... I'm starving to death."
However, Jun Linyuan ignored her, raised a grill, handled the robe meat, and put it on the barbecue.
He stared at the barbecue carefully and carefully, his face was ironing, his muscles tightened, and his whole body exuded cold.
But ... how do Feng Wu think he is gambling?
Like the kind of breath like a child is angry but unwilling to express?
Is it her illusion?
"Jun Linyuan?" Feng Wu shouted tentatively.
His Royal Highness turned his back to her.
Feng Wu held the wall and walked in front of him: "His Royal Highness ..."
Jun Linyuan turned around again and faced her back.
Feng Wu: "..."
Are you really angry? The kind of childhood is angry? Isn't it?
"Hey, Jun Linyuan, are you really angry?" Feng Wu grabbed Jun Linyuan's sleeves, looking at him with his eyes.
His Royal Highness couldn't want to throw away her hand, but when he saw her pale, thinking of her injury, he could only stand still.
"There are only two of us here. If we even ignore each other, how boring is it?" Feng Wu sat next to Jun Linyuan, looked at the fire in front of him, turned to look at Jun Linyuan, and his smile was bright:
"I'm right, right?"
Jun Linyuan snorted and continued to focus on his barbecue.
"Jun Linyuan, let's talk about it?" Because of injuries, Feng Wu's voice was weak, and the sound was fine, which was particularly pity.
Jun Linyuan glanced at her and continued to ignore it.
"I know you are angry." Feng Wu watched the beautiful teenager who was blurred by the fire and was blurred by the fire, and his face was innocent. "But, why don't I understand, why are you angry, what you are born, can you tell me that you can tell me
Do I pay attention next time, try not to mess with you? "
The girl's face is delicate, the voice is soft, the sound is fine, and the softness is very soft ...
His Royal Highness only felt on the tip of his heart. Someone brushed gently with a brush, and Su was numb. It was simply unable to fight, and he almost softened.
But!
His Royal Highness thought about it, and suddenly realized a very serious problem!