Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Jun Moyan, I'm going to give you a baby. Are you happy?" Wen Xiaoai turned to look at him.

"Huh? Am I unhappy?" Jun Moyan asked back, wondering if he was too obvious recently?

"I'm not happy at all. You've never been like this before. You've changed your face recently, frowning and making me scared."

Jun Moyan held her waist tightly and moved closer to her, rubbed her chin against her forehead, and said:

"I will not do it again."

He shouldn't bring his emotions to Xiaoguai and the baby and let them worry together.

He always thought that he was hiding well, but he didn't expect that he would even see the careless little boy.

"Jun Moyan, tell me, did something happen?"

Jun Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, then looked down at her, and after a moment of silence, said: "Nie Jiuque is coming back."

He has been counting the time recently, counting the time when Nie Jiuque came back.

He was afraid of his return, but had to look forward to his return.

Such contradictory and painful waiting in silence is really grinning.

"Nie Jiuque?" Wen Xiaoai raised his head and looked at him, but did not realize the meaning of his words.

"Well, the real Nie Jiuque."

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan for a while, digested the news, and asked, "What about the second brother?"

"I asked the King of Medicine to help, and the second brother will return to the human world safely."

"Second brother becomes the real second brother, shouldn't you be happy?"

Jun Moyan looked at her, then lowered his head and kissed her on the eyelids, and said to himself:

"Yeah, I should be happy."

Wen Xiaoai turned around carefully, let himself lie on his side, then reached out and hugged Jun Moyan's face, pouting his small mouth and kissing him hard.

"Jun Moyan, don't worry about it, you are tens of thousands of years older than me, and even those who are so frowning will have wrinkles."

"Will it?" Jun Mo Yan immediately became serious.

It's tens of thousands of years... he hasn't paid attention to this point. Now, after listening to Xiaoguai's reminder, he only remembered that the age of the two of them is indeed not even a little bit different.

"Of course, if you get old and ugly, I don't want you. I like being handsome."

"Little conscience, when did you become so superficial?" Jun Moyan lowered his head in anger and bit her face.

Wen Xiaoai giggled with a laugh.

"Always. If you weren't looking good, I wouldn't go home with you."

"I have no conscience, I have been raising you for so long, so I might not like my skin."

Jun Moyan bit and bit her little face, biting and biting is not honest, can not help but kiss Wen Xiaoai together.

Since Wen Xiaoai became pregnant, Jun Moyan has consciously abstained from **** until now, especially since her fetal position was unstable at the beginning, and he did not dare to mess around.

At this moment, he finally had a chance, but he didn't want to let it go.

Wen Xiaoai was panting, dizzy and dizzy. He felt chills coming from her chest. Jun Moyan made a mess on her. Wen Xiaoai pushed him anxiously and asked nervously, "What are you doing?"

Jun Moyan raised his head from her chest, looked at her with eyes occupied by lust, and said dumbly: "I have endured it for a few months, what do you say I am doing now?"

Wen Xiaoai blushed and started to get hot all over, and asked in a low voice, "You, are you going to do something shy?"