Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

For a moment, Jun Moyan was possessed by a god, and his hostility could not be restrained. The hostility like a violent wind seemed to overturn the entire villa.

Feng Lidan, who is very sensitive to the sound of cars, subconsciously raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the door when he heard the sound of cars.

The smile at the corner of his mouth froze at the moment he saw Jun Moyan, and then slowly disappeared.

His hand touching Wen Xiaoai's head also paused for two seconds, and the expression in his eyes that was gentle and windy also quietly changed.

Feng Li Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, and then rushed to Jun Mo Yan with a provocative and triumphant smile, even his eyes and even the whole expression seemed to challenge Jun Mo Yan.

Sure enough, when the man at the door saw Feng Lidan's provocative gaze, his murderous intent skyrocketed, and Tsing Yi who followed him was startled.

Jun Moyan suppressed the anger and murderous spirit that was about to erupt, and stepped forward, striding towards the two people on the sofa with a cold face.

Feng Litan looked at him walking towards him, full of hostility, with dark clouds in his eyes, with a destructive murderous intent, Jun Moyan, who wished to smash his body into pieces, felt more proud.

If it wasn't for the circumstances, he would definitely give the little princess a mouthful in front of Jun Moyan.

Maybe you can directly kill Jun Moyan, it's very easy to worry~

But soon, Feng Lidan realized that Jun Moyan's aura was a little weird.

It's just that the little head on the lap has moved before he goes to investigate.

As Jun Moyan approached, the entire space seemed to be distorted because of his strong dark aura. Wen Xiaoai, who had been concentrating on watching cartoons and eating snacks, finally realized that the atmosphere was not right.

She subconsciously raised her eyes and cast a glance at the door. When she saw Jun Moyan, she was slightly stunned.

The next moment, she threw the snacks in her hand aside, Yigulu got up from the sofa, without wearing shoes, trot towards Jun Moyan.

"Smelly girl, you come back to me!"

It was too late for Feng Litan to stop.

Jun Mo Yan ran towards him almost without hesitation when he saw Wen Xiaoai, his face improved a little.

He stopped and waited in place for Wen Xiaoai's arrival.

"Jun Mo Yan."

Wen Xiaoai ignored the frustrated Feng Litan, excitedly ran to Jun Moyan, and hung him on Jun Moyan as soon as he took off. Two thin legs skillfully wrapped around Jun Moyan's waist and both arms. He put his arms around his neck, rubbing his little head against his neck.

"Meow, meow~"

Jun Moyan held her little **** in both hands, his face still gloomy, he held Wen Xiaoai, his eyes fixed on the dumb strange man on the sofa.

Wen Xiaoai's series of very skilled and natural movements made his eyes stare sharply.

Especially Jun Moyan's claws holding Wen Xiaoai's small ass, so Feng Lidan just wanted to find a knife to cut it off.

This, how many hugs it took to become proficient in this way before.

Feng Lidan was roaring in his heart, he gritted his teeth, and Huo Ran got up from the sofa and walked quickly towards the two.

Jun Moyan's hostile eyes were locked tightly on the strange man who kept approaching.

As soon as Feng Lidan approached, he reached out and grabbed Wen Xiaoai's arm around Jun Moyan's neck, as if he was about to pull this incompetent stinky girl off Jun Moyan.

Just before his hand touched Wen Xiaoai, Jun Moyan hugged Wen Xiaoai and turned around to avoid his touch, and then raised his leg to kick back and kicked directly towards Feng Litan.