Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"It sounds like you will take care of the children when you move in."

More than once in person, he was said to be a villain, but Jun Moyan also got angry.

Flicked his sleeves and turned his back.

"Of course I will. The little princess is the one who raised me with **** and piss. There is no demon world better-looking little fairy. The little princess is so beautiful and healthy. This medicine king is indispensable." Feng Li Dan straightened his waist when he talked about it, it was a pride.

Although Wen Xiaoai's longer and more resemble Shangying, her appearance has nothing to do with him, but her delicate temperament and her skin that are so tender that she can pinch water are all raised by him. .

It's not an exaggeration to say that it grew up from small bubbles in the bright red milk.

It's just a pity that the **** Jun Moyan was cheaper in the end.

Feng Lidan would cool down when he thought of this place. If it weren't for the strength of Jun Moyan, he had to educate him.

That was the baby he had held in his palm for five hundred years, and he became more and more angry.

"What? Nothing to say?"

Jun Mo Yan: "..."

"laugh--"

Feng Lidan put his hands around his chest, and sneered coldly, showing his contempt and disdain for Jun Moyan everywhere.

Dare to say that he can't raise children. He has long hair and short knowledge.

"Aren't you a cleanliness addict? Where do you pee?"

Jun Moyan, who couldn't find a point of rebuttal, spurned weakly.

"Cut, this medicine king's cleanliness is not right for people."

"Okay, you should go now." Jun Moyan said that he couldn't help but immediately started chasing people.

"Use you to remind?" Feng Li couldn't hold back, rolled his eyes, turned and left.

"Take good care of the little princess, I will move over in a few days, so I don't have to receive me specially."

"..."

In the hall, Jun Moyan stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at a certain place with deep eyes.

Nie Jiuque is back.

When he leaves customs, I believe everything should be over.

Suddenly someone hugged his waist from behind, Jun Moyan returned to his senses, then pulled his lips and smiled.

He held the small hand around his waist, turned around, and looked at Wen Xiaoai.

"Jun Moyan, what are you thinking, so mad? I have walked behind you, you don't know." Wen Xiaoai said.

What he was thinking, how could she not know.

It's just not talking to each other.

Jun Moyan raised his hand to caress her little face, smiled and said softly: "Is thinking, when can you put on my wedding gown."

"It's okay to wait for the baby to be born. By then, we will invite many people to our wedding banquet, okay?" Wen Xiaoai's eyes were bright.

Jun Moyan looked at her for a while, suddenly bent down and hugged her gently, rubbed her face against her small face, and sighed softly in her ear: "Waiting for the baby to be born, too long, I want to give it to you now Status, I want to tell the whole world now, you Wen Xiaoai, you are my Jun Moyan’s wife, for generations to come."

Jun Moyan looked at a certain place, his eyes were covered with an invisible gray.

Faintly, there was fear and anxiety.

That uneasy feeling came so violently with Nie Jiuque's return, making him want to kill Nie Jiuque right now, it's a hundred.

Wen Xiaoai felt Jun Moyan's anxiety.

So she never asked Nie Jiuque about it.

Raising his hand back to hug Jun Moyan, Wen Xiaoai smiled and comforted: "Xiaojun Jun is not in a hurry, Xiaoguai will always be yours, even if you have no status, no marriage, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if others know it. As long as you love me and I love you, that's enough."

"Little boy..."

Jun Moyan slowly closed his eyes and suppressed the fear that was pouring from his heart.