Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Little boy?"

Jun Moyan looked at the little powder dumpling on Jun Wuchen's legs and looked at Tsing Yi suspiciously.

"I obviously sent it to you, Third Young Master, but I don't know how it came out..." Qing Yi said innocent.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai was a little excited when he saw Jun Moyan.

Just about to jump off Jun Wuchen's legs, but thinking that he had just been bullied by the maid and chased so badly by the dog, his temper suddenly came up.

Angrily glared at him, and directly leaned on Jun Wuchen's hand on his leg.

Jun Moyan frowned slightly when he saw Wen Xiaoai's move.

This little thing has only been separated for a long time before it sticks to others.

Itchy ears!

"Mo Yan, do you know this cat?"

Jun Wuchen saw Wen Xiaoai rubbing his hand, so he spread his palm.

Wen Xiaoai put his small head on his palm, rubbing his palm, and then looked at Jun Moyan, who was getting closer and closer.

On the surface, he was calm, but he was panicked.

But people just feel wronged and angry.

Therefore, the momentum cannot be lost.

"This is mine." Jun Moyan replied, but some gloomy eyes kept staring at Wen Xiaoai.

"Yours?" Jun Wuchen was a little surprised: "When did you start raising cats?"

"some days ago."

Jun Moyan said that he grabbed Wen Xiaoai directly, caught him in front of him, and met him: "It seems that he hasn't raised his relatives yet, so it's so easy to run with people."

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai called at him.

Different from the previous coquettish little milk voice, it obviously brought emotions, and Jun Moyan directly pinched his ears.

Wen Xiaoai's hand speed couldn't be as fast as him, so the little paw that wanted to protect his ears was frozen in the air.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai surrendered instantly.

I'm wrong.

"If you don't obey, you should be punished."

After squeezing it for a while, Jun Moyan released it.

Freed, Wen Xiaoai was so wronged that he was about to cry, and stretched the paw of the maid that he had just grabbed to Jun Moyan:

"Meow, meow~"

Then he pointed to the blood-stained handkerchief in Jun Wuchen's hand.

If it weren't for the conditions, she would have liked to learn how to bark a few times to show him that she was almost stuck between her teeth by a big dog.

I hate it, obviously he dropped her and arranged for a bad woman to look at her, yell at her, and hurt her.

Because she was worried about him, she risked the danger to eavesdrop on the conversation of the three people, and almost took her own life. She also fell and fell into embarrassment.

He even pinched her ears to punish her, it was too much, too damning.

If it wasn't for him to repair the inner alchemy, Wen Xiaoai would definitely leave him and this gentle brother.

This princess is so angry.

Jun Moyan glanced at the handkerchief in Jun Wuchen's hand, his heart tightened slightly:

"injured?"

Jun Moyan spared a hand and grabbed its little paw, wanting to check it.

Wen Xiaoai held it tightly and did not show it to him.

I won't show it to you, let you pinch my ears, make you mad at me, and make me angry.

"Relax, it is not injured, this is not its blood." Jun Wuchen said.

Jun Moyan felt relieved when he heard Jun Wuchen's words, but he still had to see it with his own eyes to be completely relieved.

Especially it looks like it deliberately breathes with him now, which makes him very uncomfortable.

After all, no one has ever dared to challenge his temper.

Of course, some people in the Jun family, he just didn't want to care!

"Not obedient?"

With a word from Jun Moyan, Wen Xiaoai obediently stretched out his paw in front of him.

The little aggrieved eyes seemed to cry in the next second.