The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 141 Overcome 3
Looking at the smile on Jun Moran's face, Jian Luo clenched his five fingers into a fist and slammed it on the table, "Jun Moran, you"

Before she could finish her angry words, Jian Luo was stunned the next moment.

I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

Just as she was speaking, Jun Moran's figure flickered, and 'Bo' pressed a kiss on Jian Luo's cheek.

It frightened Jian Luo.

Jun Moran saw that Jian Luo was dumbfounded, his eyes were unblinking, his mouth was half open, and his clenched fingers were a little bit apart.

A smug smile flashed across his eyes, without even thinking about it, he lowered his head and kissed Jian Luo's pink lips.

Jian Luo shuddered, and suddenly came back to her senses, looking at the magnified No. [-] handsome face in front of her, and was thinking of biting him.

However, just when she was about to sip her lips hard, Jun Moran left her lips in a timely manner, smiling uncomfortably: "It's really fragrant."

Jian Luo gritted her teeth, and clenched her loose fingers into fists again. Now she really wanted to punch Jun Moran in the face.

Thinking in my mind, I started to act in my hands.

With a muffled sound, the fist hit Jun Moran's chest firmly.

The warm body temperature spread from her hands, Jian Luo looked down at her hands, then at the chest close to her hands, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why don't you hide, you idiot."

Jian Luo growled.

Hastily removed his fist, ran to Jun Moran's spacious and firm chest, and rubbed it.

Jun Moran smiled, looking at Jian Luo's worried expression, a warm current flowed through his heart, and said softly: "It's okay, it's just a punch, how can I be so weak as your husband."

Jian Luo chuckled, rubbing the place she hit and said, "Stinky fart."

Jun Moran hugged her shoulders and smiled.

Although the punch was not very good, it was very painful.

Jian Luo used ten percent of his strength, but he didn't use any strength to resist.

However, the pain in the chest is naturally not as sweet as the heart.

"Okay?" Jun Moran asked with a smile.

Jian Luo was startled, looked up at Jun Moran: "What?"

"In a good mood?" Jun Moran scratched Jian Luo's pretty nose.

In an instant, Jian Luo understood.

The reason why Jun Moran made her angry just now was to divert her attention so that she would stop worrying about Leng Qingyu.

Thinking of this, Jian Luo's heart was as sweet as if soaked in honey, how could her Jun Moran be so good?

"It's okay." She replied sweetly.

(End of this chapter)