Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"It's up to you..."

Jun Moyan didn't care, but when he looked up and saw the closed bathroom door, he changed his words: "Would you like to be shameless?"

"No! Yes!" Shangguanyu hung his legs on the desk, sitting in a swivel chair and spinning comfortably.

"Are you coming?"

Jun Mo Yan frowned slightly, and then a vengeful sly flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he asked, "When?"

"Next Saturday night."

"Okay, I must be there."

"Really?" Shangguan Yu was a little surprised, but didn't expect this trick to really work.

"Ok."

"Good brother, if you can't find a wife in the future, I will stay alone with you."

"Heh..." Jun Moyan laughed contemptuously.

"Jun Moyan, I'm getting dressed." The bathroom door was opened and Wen Xiaoai ran out.

Jun Moyan hung up the call, leaving Shangguan Yu with a bewildered look on the other side.

Shangguanyu blinked, looked at the phone, and then said dumbly: "You must have heard it wrong..."

Wen Xiaoai ran to the front of Jun Moyan and happily turned around in front of him, then put his two small hands behind him, and asked expectantly: "Jun Moyan, do I look good in this?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Jun Moyan's eyes, and he looked at Wen Xiaoai from beginning to end.

The simple light blue knee-length dress, with a few white ginkgo leaves on the left shoulder, is simple and elegant.

Although Wen Xiaoai is thin, but the developmental area is just right. This waist-cut skirt is very visible.

The simple white shoes, with half of the delicate calf, looked very energetic and youthful.

I don't know if it's because of a demon. Because of practicing spells and tempering his body since childhood, Wen Xiaoai's skin is really good enough to make people enviable and jealous, and a temperament beyond mortals is even more attractive.

With deep blue eyes, playful tiger teeth, and charming smile, Jun Moyan could see the gods.

Seeing Jun Moyan watching her and not talking, Wen Xiaoai asked again: "Does it look good?"

"...Good-looking." Jun Moyan returned to his senses, and replied somewhat stiffly.

"Is it good-looking or particularly good-looking?"

"...Really pretty."

Wen Xiaoai squinted his eyes and happily turned around in front of Jun Moyan: "Jun Moyan, is this the clothes you picked for me? The little clothes inside are just fine."

"..." Jun Moyan's ears were hot, looking at Wen Xiaoai who was innocently saying this, remembering the soft touch she was lying on him last night...

Jun Moyan's heartbeat was a little fast, so he turned around and took her milk bottle: "...Let's go down to eat."

"Okay." Wen Xiaoai stepped forward and hugged Jun Moyan's arm naturally.

I was about to pull Jun Moyan out, but I caught a glimpse of the corner behind the door~

Wen Xiaoai put away the smile on his face, stopped, looked at the corner of the wall, and looked at Jun Moyan again.

Seeing that Jun Moyan didn't respond, Wen Xiaoai looked at the corner again, and then at him, with a serious look on his small face.

"...Can you stand after dinner?"

Jun Mo Yan knew that she had wronged her yesterday and scared her for a day, so she should really think about it.

Wen Xiaoai suffocated a smile: "This time I'll let you stand after eating. Next time, you have to stand hungry."

"No next time." He won't make her unhappy anymore.

"It's pretty much the same." Wen Xiaoai immediately laughed again, pulled Jun Moyan out of the room, and went downstairs to eat.