Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

As soon as he heard that he was about to take off his mask, Jun Wuhao's complexion suddenly turned bad, and he subconsciously looked at Wen Xiaoai who had just laughed at him directly.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai suffocating a smile, staring at him with a pair of big dark blue eyes, waiting for him to take off his mask, Jun Wuhao was so angry that his teeth broke.

He should be fortunate that Jun Mo Yan is not scornful, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to him. Without this naive mentality, if Jun Mo Yan is as skinny as Wen Xiaoai and the drunkard, he might be able to jump off the building with anger.

Jun Wuhao directly rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out his arm, which was also scratched off, to the drunkard.

The drunkard glanced at it and said lazily: "Let's go, don't look."

Jun Wuzhen is too angry.

"Quickly take off the mask and show it to the doctor, is it important to face and life?" Jun Qing said as he stretched out his hand and took off Jun Wuhao's mask.

Jun Wuhao panicked, but couldn't avoid it.

As soon as the mask was taken off, a string of silver bell-like laughter rang.

Wen Xiaoai smiled happily while holding Jun Moyan's arm, and didn't even feel that his stomach was uncomfortable.

Seeing Mrs. Jun displeased looking at her, Wen Xiaoai spit out her tongue at her.

Just laugh, **** you off~

"Puff..." The drunkard looked at the scratching...very wonderful face in front of him, and couldn't help but laughed directly.

"Are you Jun Wuhao? I can't recognize it a bit."

Tsing Yi on the side also couldn't hold back his smile.

Jun Wuzhuo clenched his fists, his lips trembled with anger.

Can't wait to button these people's eyes.

"This person is so cruel, he really doesn't even let him go." The alcoholic seemed to be hit by a laughing point, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Jun Qing and Mr. Jun kept laughing when they saw the drunkard, their faces were a little ugly, but it was hard to say, after all, it was they who wanted to ask.

When Mrs. Jun was about to have an attack, the drunkard smiled and said, "Come on, come here a little bit, let me see."

Jun Wuhao stepped forward and stared angrily at the alcoholic: "If you can't be cured, I will make you never laugh."

From childhood to adulthood, Jun Wuhao suffered such humiliation for the first time and lost such a big face for the first time.

This hatred does not avenge the non-gentleman.

Today's account, he will definitely get it back in the future.

Jun Moyan, and the woman, including the fake doctor in front of him, could not run away.

"Threat me? No brains? Don't you be afraid that I will give you some medicine so that you will never wake up?" The drunkard shook his head, looking like an idiot.

"If you are bold enough, you can drive."

"No harm, don't talk nonsense." Jun Qing gave Jun Wushu a lesson.

When is it all, I don't know the severity.

After training Jun Wushu, Jun Qing looked at the drunkard: "How about it, can you see what his illness is? Can it be cured?"

The drunkard retracted the hand that was taking the pulse for Jun Wuhao, rubbing his chin with one hand, seeming to be thinking, but in fact he was also puzzled.

This Jun Wuhao is not sick, how could itching like this?

If you change to someone else, the drunkard must tell the truth, but this person is Jun Wushu. If he says that he can't help it, it is not his drunkard's face that will be lost, but also Jun Moyan and the entire Wuyuan.

When the drunkard was thinking about how to deal with this matter so that he and Wuyuan would not lose face, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, and then the text message prompted the sound.

The drunkard raised his eyebrows slightly. There were three contacts in his phone, Tsing Yi Baiyi and Jun Moyan.

Normally, Bai Yi would not send him any text messages.

And Tsing Yi and Jun Moyan are here...

The drunkard looked at Jun Moyan calmly, and saw that he was holding the phone in his hand...