Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Xiaojunjun, are you jealous?" Wen Xiaoai leaned in his ear and asked with a smile.

"Have you eaten less recently?" Jun Mo Yan was full of resentment.

Wen Xiaoai smiled and kissed him on his side. Before she could ask, Jun Moyan was already laughing.

"Is it sour?"

"For his small sake, I won't be familiar with him for the time being."

"Daddy, you should be jealous for more time than when you are happy. The baby hasn't been born yet, so you will be so sour by yourself. If the baby is born, your big jar of vinegar must not flood the Hall of Souls. That's it."

"Who makes you prefer him."

"Why, I still love you the most~"

"Really?"

"of course."

The corners of Jun Moyan's lips lifted up, as if eating candy in his heart.

After Wen Xiaoai made trouble on Jun Moyan for a while, he knew that he had something to do, and he didn't waste his time.

Use the black hair band he usually uses to tie his hair and tie his hair.

"Jun Moyan with long hair is also very nice~"

Wen Xiaoai looked at him and smiled.

I was thinking about what Jun Moyan would look like if he had long hair in their clothes.

I didn't expect to have a chance to see it.

But by contrast, he still likes short hair, shirts, suits, leather shoes, the man in the human world.

At that time, Jun Mo Yan was just Jun Mo Yan.

But now Jun Mo Yan is more than Jun Mo Yan.

"Hey, I have something to do. You are at home waiting for me to come back."

"it is good."

"I've already called the drug king, and he will come to accompany you in a moment."

"The wind is coming?" Wen Xiaoai immediately became happy when he heard it.

"Well, if there is something to send to me, I will be back in half a tea time."

"Don't worry, even Pluto can't enter this Hall of Soul Suppression, and nothing will happen."

Jun Moyan touched her little head, turned to look at her pregnant lower abdomen, and threatened: "Smelly boy, protect your mommy."

"How do you know it's a boy, what if it's a girl?"

"If it's a girl, that's a must."

Jun Moyan, who thought that boys and girls are the same before, has now realized the difference between boys and girls.

It's better for a daughter, at least he doesn't need to be so sour.

If this is a boy, sooner or later he will have to fight.

"Well, you go." Wen Xiaoai smiled and pushed him.

"Hey, I'll be back soon." Jun Moyan kissed her face before leaving.

Wen Xiaoai smiled and touched his stomach, then got up to the table, took out the rice paper with the name in his arms, spread it on the table, and copied it with his fingers.

"Would you like to ask Feng Lidan what is this character for a while?"

Wen Xiaoai muttered to herself, and as soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone answer: "What do you want to ask me?"

Wen Xiaoai turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Feng Litan walked into the hall.

"The wind is dripping."

Wen Xiaoai said out of joy, and immediately got up and ran towards Fenglishan.

"You run slowly, don't fall."

Feng Litan immediately tightened his heart, speeding up his pace and greeted him.

Wen Xiaoai ran over, threw into his arms, hugged him, and was very happy.

"The wind is dripping."

Feng Li smiled and raised his hand to touch the top of her head: "I really don't grow up."

"Hehe, if you love me, I don't want to grow up."

"You look pretty good. Although this Jun Moyan is not very good, he still has a good way to take care of you." Feng Lidan squeezed her fleshy little face.