Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Observe, these things are not good, I will write to you separately when I go back."

"No, I want this. This ghost can't hurt me. Besides, it will be fine if you and Xiaoling protect me." Wen Xiaoai said, shook his wrist at Jun Mo Yan On the bell bracelet.

"No, you are pregnant with a baby. These things are too yin-sound, and they are not good for you and the baby. Be good, take them out." Jun Moyan coaxed, and reached out to ask Wen Xiaoai.

"No." Wen Xiaoai played a little mood, clutching her hands and refused to take it out.

"Little boy."

Jun Mo Yan scowled, but didn't dare to speak to her loudly, for fear that she felt wronged by her.

"..."

Wen Xiaoai pursed her small mouth and covered her chest, but refused to take it out.

"Be obedient, I'll write to you later when I go back, and I will write to you as much as I want, so I don't need this."

Wen Xiaoai refused to say anything.

When she was stalemate, she suddenly thought of something and her eyes lit up.

Take out the rice paper in his arms, mobilize his spiritual power, and cast a spell to remove the ghost energy on the rice paper.

"Little boy..."

Jun Moyan couldn't stop it.

"Okay, so I won't be afraid." Wen Xiaoai smiled and carefully put the rice paper back into his arms, and patted it twice. The baby was too bad.

"Didn't I tell you not to use spiritual power indiscriminately? Why are you disobedient again?"

"Oh, nothing will happen, I didn't do anything."

"The King of Medicine has said that it is the easiest to have a fetal gas by using spiritual power indiscriminately. You had a fetal gas before and finally recovered. The fetus has stabilized. It has only been a few days. You..."

"Jun Mo Yan, don't talk anymore, I'm so tired of hearing it."

Wen Xiaoai stomped his feet with anger and turned around.

"You don’t allow me to do this all day, and I don’t allow me to do that. Normally I can’t even get out of the door of the Soul Resurrection Hall. I can’t see anyone except you. I can hardly hear the second person except you. I have nothing to do except sleep in a daze and talk to you every day. I vomit uncomfortably when I eat something..."

As Wen Xiaoai said, tears fell, and she felt wronged.

Jun Mo Yan was startled, and shook his hands weakly by his side.

"Little boy..."

He looked at Wen Xiaoai with his back to him and his shoulders trembling with choking, his voice tightened.

I blamed myself at that time.

Stepping forward, came to Wen Xiaoai's body, shook her shoulders with both hands, lowered her body, and whispered: "Little boy, I just wanted to kill you, I was too nervous about you, you know?"

Wen Xiaoai's nose was sour, looking at Jun Moyan who was cautiously apologizing to her, it was particularly uncomfortable in his heart.

Choked and said:

"Jun Mo Yan...I, I didn't want to lose my temper with you just now, I didn't mean it."

As soon as the words came out, she regretted it.

Jun Moyan smiled and wiped tears for her.

"I know."

"Jun Moyan, are you angry and sad?" Wen Xiaoai said more and more self-blame.

"No."

"Sorry……"

"I was bad just now. Knowing that you are in a bad mood makes you unhappy."

"I'm not in a bad mood, I just..."

"I know."

"Jun Moyan, I will definitely not be like this in the future, and I will definitely not lose my temper with you."

"It's okay, you can lose your temper with me, but don't be angry with yourself."

"No, I lose my temper with you. I am even more uncomfortable." Wen Xiaoai raised his hand and wiped away tears.