Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"I will greet him well." Shangguan Yu replied.

The word hello is called a grit.

Turning around, looking at Jun Moyan, he raised his fist: "Count you cruel."

Then he looked at Wen Xiaoai and asked suspiciously: "Are you really a good master?"

Wen Xiaoai nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, I said why you promised to be so refreshing that day, and I am still grateful to you, that's how you played with me?" Shangguan Yu pointed to Jun Moyan's nose with angrily.

Jun Moyan didn't even look at him, and directly took Wen Xiaoai to the nearest table where there was cakes and drinks.

"Hey, where are you going." Shangguan Yu quickly followed.

Since most of the people here tonight are women, Mrs. Shangguan asked him to prepare a lot of Western-style desserts and Chinese pastries, and they all made them very delicate and small. It is conceivable that Mrs. Shangguan gave this so-called celebration banquet. What a hope.

Wen Xiaoai's eyes lit up when he looked at the table full of exquisite pastries.

"A lot of delicious."

Wen Xiaoai is a snack food, and he is really helpless in the face of food.

They have nothing good to eat in the Demon Realm, even if they do, they have been tired of eating for hundreds of years.

Unexpectedly, there are so many delicious things in the human world, and she has never eaten them.

You don't have to think about knowing that when she comes home, the most reluctant guess is Jun Moyan and these delicious foods.

When the time comes, you must bring more delicious food to Brother Ye Qi, the grandma of the patriarch, and the friends.

"Jun Mo Yan, you eat too." Wen Xiaoai took a small delicate pastry and delivered it to Jun Mo Yan.

"You eat it, I don't like to eat these."

Wen Xiaoai wrinkled her nose and returned the pastry to her mouth.

I thought Jun Mo Yan really wouldn't enjoy it.

Jun Moyan watched her eating, and handed her juice from time to time: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Shangguanyu was taken aback.

"...I still think you have a problem."

The surname Jun is absolutely wicked.

Is it true that you love the house and the Uk, like the little boy, so you even like the host?

Well, it is undeniable that everyone likes such a master.

But... won't you really like this little girl, right?

Looking at Jun Moyan's eyes from his wife, it seems to be really interesting.

"Jun, you don't really like this little girl, do you?"

"Of course Jun Moyan likes me." Wen Xiaoai answered directly for Jun Moyan.

Seeing Jun Moyan not only acquiesced to Wen Xiaoai's answer, but also seemed to smile, Shangguan Yu felt that the world was illusory.

Jun Mo and Yan are in love. This is definitely the most horrible incident in the capital in the past 100 years.

It was even more terrifying than it was when he was born.

Looking at Wen Xiaoai who smiled at Jun Mo from time to time while eating, Shangguan Yu didn't think she was lucky or romantic at all.

Falling in love with Jun Moyan, waking up every day is a horror incident.

"Little girl? Do you really like this surname Jun?"

"of course."

"What vision." Shangguan Yu vomited.

Feeling that Jun Moyan seemed to be looking at him, Shangguan Yuying looked at him.

When he saw his eyes, Shangguan Yu suddenly shut up.

Those eyes clearly said: Do you have an opinion?

"Well, little girl, where are you from? Where do you live? Are there any cats? Keep me up."

"There is no cat, I live with Jun Mo Yan."

"What? Are you all living together?" Shangguan Yu was startled, his eyes were about to fall out.

This, this progress is too fast.

"The surnamed Jun, did you send everyone home behind my back?" Shangguanyu looked at Jun Moyan incredulously.