National Film Empress Was Sweet As Honey

"Master Jun, what are you doing?" Wan Tuxian looked at Jun Budrun with a smile, his eyes dark and deep, as if he could see through people.

Wan Tuxian stretched out his hand and patted Xiaolin's head, "Master Jun, you are scared of him."

"Pop!" Jun Buzui grabbed Wan Qianxian's wrist, not wanting her to touch Xiaolin again.

"Master Jun, what do you mean?" Wan Tuxian raised his eyebrows.

"Here... is the home of the benefactor Xingluo, although she is not at home, she can't... just bring strangers back." Jun Buzui found a bad reason.

"My relationship with Luo Baoer, you can say that you don’t distinguish between you and me, don’t mention bringing someone back, even if I bring a car back, Luo Baoer won’t think there’s anything, Mr. Madam, don’t bother you. Now." Wan Tuxian shook off Jun Budrun's hand.

"Also, he is the one I brought back and is my guest. Why did you beat him just now?" Wan Tuxian asked coldly.

"..." Jun Buzui frowned, but didn't know how to explain it.

"Forget it, I don't want to listen," Wan Tuxian waved his hand, "You are not drunk, there shouldn't be anything wrong with you here, right? Go up first, don't disturb us here."

"Donor..." Jun Buzui was very irritable, even a little anxious. He instinctively didn't want Wan Tuxian to stay with other men, because with her personality, who knew what she would do...

Jun Budrun does not want her to be close to other men...

Suddenly, Jun is not drunk for a while.

Why did he have such an idea?

Jun Buzui's cold eyes cast a faint look at Xiaolin, and then he turned his gaze to Wan Tuxian, "Donor... people who are not pure in mind, it is better to have less contact."

It is precisely because Jun is not drunk or tainted with the world, that he has a pair of clear eyes, and he looks at the world with very precise eyes.

This man named Xiaolin, at first glance, is a man with a lot of intestines and unscrupulous private life.

Who knows if he is close to Wan Qianxian, does he have ulterior motives?

"What do you mean, Taoist priest? Why am I not innocent?" Xiaolin frowned, staring at Jun Budrunk with unkind eyes.

Jun Buzui ignored Xiaolin at all, he just stared at Wan Qianxian quietly, waiting for her response.

An arc of contempt and mockery appeared on Wan Tuxian's lips, "Master Jun, his mind is not pure, you are pure, but you won't let me touch it."

Jun Budrunk suddenly choked.

"Otherwise..." Immortal Wan Tuo smiled enchantingly, "I can let him go, but the condition is, how about you play with me?"

"Xian'er, then I..." Xiao Lin hesitated to speak, but Wan Tuxian's cold eyes frightened him back when he didn't finish.

Wan Tuoxian: "Master Jun Dao, make a decision quickly. If you agree, I will let him leave immediately. If you don't agree, please go upstairs now and don't get in the way of me here."

"..." Jun Buzui unconsciously shook his hands on his side.

He gritted his teeth, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.

He took a deep look at Wan Tuxian, then turned and walked upstairs.

"..." Wan Tongxian suddenly felt as if he was being grasped by a hand, suddenly pulling.

Special, this stubborn Taoist priest! Why don't you know how to resuscitate!

Even if he sees her getting close to other men, is he still indifferent?

Wan Tuxian laughed at himself, "Xiao Lin, take me upstairs."