Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Wen Xiaoai was startled, then hugged him immediately and responded enthusiastically.

The cold surroundings seemed to warm up.

The pain of lovesickness that had been separated during this period of time has all melted into this long-lost kiss at this moment.

After a long time, the two separated breathlessly.

Jun Moyan kissed her eyelids pityingly, holding her small face in both hands, with her forehead against her forehead and the tip of her nose against the tip of her nose, and the two breathed together.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

Seeing Wen Xiaoai’s red eyes burst into tears again, Jun Moyan kissed her forehead, then looked into her eyes, and said, “Don’t cry, I’ll be here in the future and I won’t leave you alone. Up."

The tone is neither light nor heavy, with a bit of comfort, but in his eyes, it is the firmness that makes Wen Xiaoai feel at ease.

"Okay." Wen Xiaoai smiled and nodded heavily.

As long as Jun Moyan said, she believed it.

Jun Moyan raised his hand and lightly scratched the tip of her nose, then squeezed her small face, his eyes filled with love.

"It seems that I have gained a little weight, and there is meat on my face again. It seems that I have eaten well recently."

"Hehe, Jun Moyan, I want you to carry me."

"Okay." Jun Moyan let go of her and squatted down in front of her.

Wen Xiaoai smiled and lay on his back and put his arms around his neck.

Jun Moyan got up with her on his back and walked forward.

"Where are we going..." The smile on Wen Xiaoai's face who looked around suddenly stiffened, and then disappeared.

She then noticed the dark and gloomy environment around her.

Vaguely, I could still hear the cry of the ghostly ghost coming from far away.

Wen Xiaoai loosened Jun Moyan's neck and looked around.

"Jun Moyan, is this... the underworld?"

After recovering from the joy of reunion, Wen Xiaoai realized that he had missed a lot of things.

For example, what happened to the big guy who came alive from Jun Moyan's chest.

Why did he suddenly become Jun Moyan again.

"...Yes." Jun Moyan stopped, looked at the edges and corners of the ancient temple shrouded in a cloud of gray and did not move forward.

The mood is heavy, and I become restless.

Wen Xiaoai stretched out his hand and picked up a strand of Jun Moyan's ink hair with his fingertips. The big guy who had just appeared in the cat demon race kept flashing before his eyes, and then brought her here, suddenly turning into the picture of Jun Moyan.

Fen Yao called him...sir?

And here is... the underworld.

The mysterious energy in his body that could save people before... the blood crow monitored him from beginning to end... the strange phenomenon at his birth... the patriarch's grandma strongly opposed... Feng Litan's concealment of tattoos... Nie Jiuque He obviously hated him, but didn't kill him, but maintained the strange behavior... Nie Jiuque's words "Wait for a while, everything will end" also echoed in his mind at this time.

Boom, Wen Xiaoai seemed to explode a thunder in his brain.

Her hand holding his collar shook slightly, and her wet eyes kept widening.

The brain is sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.

Holding her breath, she slowly raised her eyes to look at the back of Jun Moyan's head, and her tears suddenly fell.

Feeling something wrong with Wen Xiaoai on his back, Jun Moyan tightened his heart, and cautiously called out tentatively:

"...Little boy?"

Wen Xiaoai opened his eyes wide, staring at the back of his head blankly, wondering if he heard him call her, in short, there was no answer.

Jun Moyan's heart panicked.

"Little boy? What's the matter with you?" His tone was as calm as possible, but the panic in his heart kept growing and magnifying.

"I... I'm fine, where are we going?"

My throat was like a sponge stuffed in it, and it hurts loudly and painfully.

Jun Moyan was trembling when she heard her voice.