Chapter 69

"Since he was not injured, whose blood is it?"

"Meow meow meow."

Wicked.

"If you don't stay here and run around, you deserve it even if you get hurt."

What?

deserve it?

Wen Xiaoai exploded immediately.

"Meow!"

If she doesn't run away, that bad woman doesn't know what excessive things she will do to her.

"You still have a temper? Did I say something wrong?" Jun Moyan taught it seriously with a straight face.

Tsing Yi must have told it not to come out and run around, it understood, but still ran out.

disobedient!

It's time to train!

"Meow!"

You just said it wrong and wronged me.

Jun Moyan is such a villain, I hate it to death.

Wen Xiaoai's sharp nails were all shining, and she wanted to scratch him a few times.

Looking at Wen Xiaoai who showed his "weapon" to it, Jun Moyan frowned, his eyes slightly cold.

This is his most basic response to danger, no matter who it is.

However, it was the dark aura unconsciously emanating between the frowns that made Wen Xiaoai stunned instantly, and her nails were obediently put away.

"Meow……"

Wen Xiaoai let out a very imposing cry, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Don't mention how wronged you are.

It's so aggrieved that it made Jun Moyan gradually lose his temper, sighed slightly, and said helplessly:

"Do you dare to run around next time?"

"Meow……"

dare!

She is not stupid if she does not run away in danger.

Jun Moyan thought it didn't dare to say so, and his tone became much better: "Take back your tears."

"Meow……"

Can't get it back.

Wronged, want to cry.

Want to go home, miss the patriarch grandma, miss Ye Qi brother, miss her little friends...

The more Wen Xiaoai thought about it, the more wronged he became, and Dou Da's tears fell directly on the back of Jun Moyan's hands, making his heart tremble.

Looking at the weeping little milk cat looking at him with big watery eyes, Jun Moyan reached out and wiped away the tears for it, but he didn't say any words of comfort.

Tsing Yi on the side looked at Jun Moyan, who seemed to be...comforting Wen Xiaoai after training Wen Xiaoai, and was a little dumbfounded.

My God, is this still the third young master of Hell King Jun who talks less, is indifferent to everything, kills you with one word, and makes people kneel down and beg for mercy with one look?

Could it be that they were transferred?

The more aggrieved people are comforted, the more they want to cry. Wen Xiaoai buried her little head in Jun Moyan's arms, crying more and more fiercely.

"You really shouldn't be angry with it. It was chased by a dog in a panic, so it ran to my place and stumbled when it entered the door." Jun Wuchen, who had been wanting to interrupt, finally found a chance to speak.

The corners of Jun Moyan's mouth were slightly pursed, and he stroked the little head in his arms with his big hand, feeling very uncomfortable.

Why does it feel like he has been trained wrong...

"Do not cry."

A very cold and jerky comforting word came from Jun Moyan's mouth.

Jun Wuchen at the side couldn't help laughing: "Third son, you really don't know how to comfort others. After you marry a wife, you must not let others be wronged every day."

However, Wen Xiaoai couldn't stop crying, her small body was twitching, tears wet Jun Moyan's clothes.

"Uh...Third Young Master, I checked on the Internet, and the cat's tears seem to be sick, not really crying." Tsing Yi didn't know whether the Internet was reliable or not.

"Meow!"

As soon as Wen Xiaoai heard this, she immediately raised her head from Jun Moyan's arms, and yelled fiercely at Tsing Yi.

You don't cry, you get sick.

This princess just cried. She was trained to cry by your master, and she cried very sadly. You also said that I can't cry.