Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"It's impossible."

Jun Moyan raised his eyes to look at Feng Li Dan, a firm light flashing under his eyes.

"This seat will not remind her of anything about Nie Jiuque."

Xiaoguai belongs to him, and he doesn't allow her to have any feelings for Nie Jiuque in her heart.

Even if that emotion comes from Shangying.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Litan twisted his eyebrows slightly.

"You added the restriction in her body?" Jun Mo Yan asked.

Feng Litan's slightly twisted eyebrows deepened a bit.

"My father added it first, and I added it later. But the little princess's body can no longer stand a further level of restraint, not to mention that this is not a long-term solution. Using only the memory of restraining and restraining her, she finally One day I will still remember, what should you do then? What about the little princess?"

"There will be a way."

When Nie Jiuque's soul flew away thousands of years ago, the remnant soul of Shang Ying cried out with tears. With these words, Jun Moyan had no confidence.

"No matter what kind of grievances you have, I only hope that if it's true that it can be completely resolved by the dead, I hope you can think about it for the little princess."

"..."

"Okay, take good care of the little princess. Pregnant women are emotionally sensitive and often think randomly. Watch her more and stay with her. Try not to leave her alone. Pregnant women sometimes have cramps in their hands and feet when they sleep at night. Pay more attention to her. I will go back and prepare some medicines that are good for pregnant women and fetuses."

"it is good."

Feng Lidan left the Hall of Soul Township.

Jun Mo Yan raised his head slightly, looked at the black stone chair on the steps, and then turned back to the side hall.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai lying on the bed touching her belly with both hands, she smiled happily.

Jun Moyan's heart suddenly softened.

He stepped forward.

Wen Xiaoai, who heard the movement, turned to look at him and smiled at him.

Jun Moyan squatted down by the bed and reached out to caress her still flat lower abdomen, holding her hand with the other hand.

"Little boy..." He couldn't help but whispered her name.

Wen Xiaoai moved to his side, Jun Moyan lowered his head and pressed her forehead against her somewhat cold forehead.

"Jun Moyan, we have a baby, right in my stomach." Wen Xiaoai whispered, his voice very weak.

"Well, it's our baby."

"Are you happy?"

"Happy."

"I said how I became able to eat and sleep during this period of time, and change back to the original shape from time to time. I thought I was sick, because I was pregnant with a baby."

"Thanks for your hard work during this period of time, I will definitely take care of you and your baby in the future, so that you will all be happy and healthy."

This child came too in time.

It's both for him and Xiaoguai.

When Xiaoguai knew who he was with him, he was always afraid that there would be a crack in the relationship between them.

Afraid Xiaoguai fears him as much as those people.

He believed that this child could smooth the gap between them.

"Are we really not going to separate again?"

"No, trust me."

Wen Xiaoai looked into his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "...Jun Mo Yan...They are all afraid of you."

Jun Mo Yan gently rubbed her forehead and said, "Little boy, do you remember what you said before, no matter what I become, even if it is a bad person, you like me as much."

Wen Xiaoai smiled.

"remember."

Jun Moyan smiled, separated slightly from Wen Xiaowei, and withdrew the hand stroking her lower abdomen. There was something in his hand out of thin air and handed it to her.

"Lollipop." Wen Xiaoai said in surprise.