King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

Chapter 380 Is this child, Fengyan, stupid?
Feng Yan's body trembled.

That's right, the princess' favorite Kuro is the brother-next-door type who is as gentle as jade.

After that, Wen Ze was cold and bloodthirsty, taciturn.

He, Fengyan, is a cute and lively younger brother type with a fresh temperament.

It's hard to guarantee that there won't be another broken, domineering, beautiful and tragic figure!

Thinking of this, Feng Yan shook his head, and when he looked at Jun Wumo again, he felt the words "bad guy" written all over his face.

This is the first exam, and it's about the customs of Xizhou.

Jun Wumo has just finished typing the paper and has to hand in the paper.

Feng Yan walked in.

"Hey, you, what's your name!"

Jun Wumo looked up, guessing that the person in front of him was Fengyan.

He replied coldly: "Si Mian!"

Feng Yan snorted angrily: "Your qualification has been disqualified, you can leave!"

Jun Wumo sneered: "Why should I be disqualified. Give me a reason!"

Feng Yan said: "I don't like you, is that enough reason?"

Jun Wumo was shocked!

"This can also be considered a reason. I am here to apply for a driver, not to be your father. Does it matter whether you are pleasing to the eye?"

Feng Yan slapped the table hard:

"Nonsense, I'm the princess' treasure, do you think it's important?"

"Let me tell you, if I don't like you, the princess will definitely not want you. Now, get out!"

Jun Wumo narrowed his eyes: "If you want me to go, yes, let the princess speak for herself!"

Feng Yan smiled angrily: "Hehe, you have the ability. You haven't been the coachman of our princess's mansion yet, so you are arrogant!"

Jun Wumo sneered: "Being a coachman, I might be afraid of you, but I'm not yet."

"As a commoner, would I be afraid of you, a servant of Israel?"

Feng Yan was so angry that he jumped on the spot: "Presumptuous, bold, you dare to say that I am a servant!"

He was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he punched Jun Wumo.

Jun Wumo didn't care at all, he reached out to grab his fist and pinched it hard.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much!" Feng Yan exclaimed, shouting hysterically like going crazy.

Jun Wumo snorted coldly: "What's your name, mourning!"

Fengyan was furious: "You, you dare to hurt me. I am also the third son of the Princess Mansion. You are dead. Wen Ze, Wen Ze, you come out, second brother help!"

Fengyan yelled loudly, and Wenze, who was watching from the side, was going crazy with anger.

He gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to come out.

At this time, the test takers in the room were all in a daze.

Xin said that he is just a coachman, so why is he so fierce?
Especially when seeing Jun Wumo, this guy is obviously capable of both civil and military skills.

A coachman is so curly, how can they live?
Wen Ze's face was even more ugly at this time.

When he came out, he gave Fengyan a vicious look, and sneered at Jun Wumo: "Why is it you again!"

"Can't you calm down a bit?"

Jun Wumo sneered and said, "I should say, why is it you again!"

"Do you dare to say that you didn't encourage him to trouble me?"

"Why, you failed to trouble me just now, and you encouraged the third son to come?"

"You're so good at sowing dissension!"

Xiao Mian, playing this trick in front of Jun Wumo, you're courting death!
Feng Yan was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood what he was, and looked at Wen Ze angrily.

"Have you been here before? You even troubled him!"

"Wen Ze, you're kidding me!"

Fengyan is not a fool either, he understood when Jun Wumo said that.

Wen Ze frowned: "Do you believe him or not?"

(End of this chapter)