Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Seeing Jun Wuhao calling her, the old lady Jun just went down the stairs, snorted and sat down naturally, and stopped talking.

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Wuhao who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, feeling a little excited.

The old lady was careless. In case she got sick with anger, Lai Junmo and Yan went up again, and she was still angry with Grandpa.

So let's change our temper~

Wen Xiaoai put his gaze on Jun Wuhao's body, and the little devil in his heart began to make noise again.

Pretending to be curious and surprised.

"Hey, who is this, how can you wrap yourself like a big rice dumpling, look so like a bad person."

Wen Xiaoai spoke with a frightened expression, for fear that the bad guy might hurt her.

"Grandpa, is he yours? Why do you dress like this."

The tone of Wen Xiaoai's words and the clarity in his eyes made it hard to see the appearance of deliberately pretending to be confused.

"Xiao Ai, he is unharmed. You saw him at the family banquet two days ago. He was sick and it was inconvenient to see people." Mr. Jun answered.

Jun Wuhao is a person with strong self-esteem, and he pays special attention to his manners.

The most fear is to make a fool of yourself in front of others, especially in front of Jun Moyan and girls.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai set his eyes on him, he subconsciously raised his hand and pressed the hat on his head.

"Infected? What kind of disease? Is it a flea? Why is he writhing and scratching, just like a monkey."

Wen Xiaoai wrinkled her nose when she talked about fleas, and looked disgusted.

"I didn't." Jun Wuhao blushed.

Hearing the fleas, I felt more itchy on my body.

"Really? Then what are you going to do with such a strict cover, do you think it is impolite to go to someone else's house? And there are no strangers here, there is nothing you can't see.

As Wen Xiaoai moved his little finger, the next moment, the mask on Jun Wuhao's face fell off inexplicably.

Jun Wushu was surprised, and subconsciously bent over to pick it up.

Wen Xiaoai messed up again, and Jun Wuhao suddenly felt that his upper body was heavy and he fell directly from the sofa.

The hat that was worn tightly on his head also fell off.

Jun Wuhao was panicked, but subconsciously raised his head.

Seeing the face that had been scratched "inexhaustible and colorful", Wen Xiaoai directly laughed unscrupulously.

"Haha... so ugly."

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai who had been listless and depressed for a day and finally became happy, and his mood improved.

Jun Wuhao's face became even redder from scratching, and he quickly picked up the mask and hat and covered himself again.

Teeth clenched, fists clenched, and trembling with anger.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai didn't give Jun Wuhao face so much, the members of the Jun family were so angry with him. Although they knew that she might not be malicious, they were a little bit worried.

"Xiao Ai, come and sit here with Grandpa." In order to avoid a new war of words, Mr. Jun broke the atmosphere first.

"Grandpa, I didn't mean to laugh, but he is so funny like this."

Wen Xiaoai looked harmless, and the appearance of doing something wrong was really helpless.

Humph, let you bully Jun Moyan, laugh at you, **** you off, tick you to death, ugly to death.

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai pretending to be innocent, and couldn't help but laugh.

This little thing is still a little trick.

Jun Wuhao, who had never suffered this humiliation, couldn't bear it. He stood up and wanted to leave. At this time, two figures walked in at the door.

It was Tsing Yi, and a young handsome man they had never seen before.