Feng Liyan strode angrily towards Jun Moyan, who was sitting at the desk.

Jun Moyan stopped the movement in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Feng Liyan, and said, "I have rushed over as fast as I can last night, and I have been reminded in advance......"

"Don't give me this, hurry over as quickly as possible, you rush over to collect the corpse?! It's okay to lose that stupid boy, if he gets cold, you'll have to finish me too! ”

Jun Moyan knew that Feng Liyan's starting point was for Baiyi, although he was angry, he was not malicious, and Feng Liyan didn't want to see him in the first place, so it was already good if he didn't take the opportunity to do it directly with him.

"How's he doing in white?"

"How? The blood is all over the ground, and there are two more blood holes on the body, what do you say?! Feng Liyan was angry when he thought about it, and he wanted to put two blood holes on Jun Moyan's body, but if he did this, the little princess would have to scratch him.

“…… Last night, thank you. ”

"Who wants you to thank you? I have nothing to do with you to save the white clothes, don't put gold on your face, I tell you, this is the last time, if you do such a dangerous thing for the white clothes faction in the future, I will cut you into a stick. ”

"What is a human stick?" Wen Xiaoai on the side couldn't help but ask.

"What do children know so much? You have no conscience, did you just ventilate him? ”

Wen Xiaoai pouted: "No." ”

"No, I saw it all, if I'm a little late, you'll have to lock the door and shut me out."

"If you don't say no, you won't have it, the injured Jun Moyan in white doesn't want to, don't blame him, he said that he had rushed over as soon as possible last night. And he didn't rest last night, and he only came back this morning. ”

"You feel distressed like this without a night of rest? I didn't sleep all night in white last night, why don't you feel sorry for me? ”

"Who said I don't feel sorry for you, my heart hurts." Wen Xiaoai's face wrinkled, and she immediately pretended to be distressed.

Feng Liyan wanted to roll his eyes: "You just guard your Jun Mo Yan, little conscienceless." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

“? G, the wind is dripping, wait a minute, there's something else to do. Wen Xiaoai hurriedly ran out of the desk.

Feng Liyan stopped, and then remembered that Wen Xiaoai seemed to have something to do with him.

"What, he still has a leg to treat at home?"

Feng Li glanced at Jun Mo Yan, and then looked at Wen Xiaoai, really didn't want to look at him more.

Who let him kick him out of the room before......

"I don't have that skill."

"No, no, it's another thing."

"What's the matter?" Feng Liyan was puzzled, because Wen Xiaoai had said that this matter was related to Jun Mo Yan, so he subconsciously looked at Jun Mo Yan.

But seeing Jun Moyan raised his hand slightly, he turned the direction of a piece of drawing paper pressed under his hand, and then pushed the drawing paper forward.

"Do you know this thing?" Jun Moyan asked.

Feng Liyan took his eyes away from Jun Moyan's face, lowered his eyes, and looked at the desktop in front of him with some nonchalant.

However, when his eyes touched the pattern on the drawing paper, Feng Liyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes subconsciously widened, and his originally calm eyes instantly waved, as if he had seen something incredible.

After a moment's pause, a pair of eyes began to look at the paper, as if to prove whether he had been mistaken.