Jun Mo Yan, I'm going to give you a baby, can you be happy? Wen Xiaoai turned her head to look at him.

"Huh? Am I not happy to watch? Jun Moyan asked rhetorically, thinking to himself that he had been acting too obviously lately?

"I'm not happy at all, you've never been like this before, you've been like a different person lately, and you've been scared."

Jun Moyan's arm holding her waist tightened a little, leaned closer to her, rubbed his chin against her forehead, and said reproachfully:

"Not anymore."

He shouldn't bring his emotions to the little girl and the baby, so that they can worry about it together.

He always thought that he was hiding it well, but he didn't expect to see even the little boy who had always been careless.

"Jun Moyan, tell me, is something wrong?"

Jun Mo Yan's eyebrows twisted slightly, then lowered his eyes to look at her, and after being silent for a moment, he said, "Nie Jiuque is coming back." ”

He has been counting the time lately, counting the time when Nie Jiuque will come back.

He was afraid of his return, but he had to wait for him.

Such a contradictory and tormenting silent wait is really grinding.

"Nie Jiuque?" Wen Xiaoai looked up at him, not realizing what he meant.

"Well, the real Nie Jiuque."

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Mo Yan, was stunned for a while, and after digesting the news, she asked, "What about the second brother?" ”

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

"The second brother has turned back into the real second brother, shouldn't you be happy?"

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

"yes, I should be happy."

Wen Xiaoai turned around cautiously, let herself lie on her side, then reached out and hugged Jun Moyan's face, pursed her lips and kissed him fiercely on the lips.

"Jun Moyan, don't worry, you are tens of thousands of years older than me, no matter how sad you are, you will have wrinkles."

"Will it?" When Jun Mo Yan heard this, he immediately became serious.

Tens of thousands of years old...... He hadn't paid attention to this all along, but now that he heard Xiao Liang remind him, he remembered that the age of the two of them really seemed to be not half a star.

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

"Little conscienceless, when did it become so superficial." Jun Mo Yan was so angry that he lowered his head and bit her face.

Wen Xiaoai giggled with laughter.

"It always was, if it weren't for your good looks, I wouldn't have gone home with you at that time."

"Little has no conscience, I've raised you for so long, it's not as good as my skin to like you."

Jun Moyan gnawed and bit on her little face, and it would be dishonest to bite and bite......

The next morning

Wen Xiaoai opened a pair of watery dark blue eyes, looked up aggrievedly with a flat mouth, and on the exposed white and tender neck, ambiguous traces extended all the way to the neckline.

It's all the traces left by Jun Moyan's chaos last night.

And someone who was full of food and drink was trying his best to rub Wen Xiaoai's sore waist.

"You're not afraid of hurting the baby."

Wen Xiaoai said in a hoarse voice.

"It turns out that it won't~" Jun Moyan said proudly.

Wen Xiaoai turned her head and glared at him angrily: "You don't know that you feel sorry for me at all." ”

Jun Moyan leaned into her ear and whispered, "You were quite happy last night~"

Wen Xiaoai's little face was hot.

"I ...... I don't have one. ”