All the men who are close to Mu Yan feel that they are in the way of eyes. But intuition tells Mo Jue that this little white face is the most dangerous. The two men's eyes met and separated in the air. Mo Jue turned her head and stretched out her hand to Mu Yan. Mu Yan was stunned, then couldn't help laughing. Oh, it's mojue who wants to ask for a hug. Although the little boy in front of him looks mature, cold and aggressive. But in fact, I just want to be a warm child! As like as two peas in her family. Mu Yan reaches out his hand and holds Mo Jue up. Mo Jue immediately hugged her neck and pressed her face tightly to her fragrant neck. Then Sen Leng, overbearing and full of possessive vision, glanced at Luo Yunxiao. Blankly, in the show of their ownership. As for the majesty of the emperor, it must not be held? What's that? Can you eat it“ Sixth elder martial sister, he seems to be attached to you very much! " "I think the picture of you holding him is really beautiful, just like a painting," said Luo Yu with a smile Mo Jue took a look at the rain: is this Yan Yan's younger martial brother? Hum, I have a good eye. Leng Yumo on one side interrupted: "Hey, I think the picture of little younger martial sister and little martial uncle standing together is more pleasant..." before she finished, she felt cold and shivered. I can't go on with the next sentence. Luo Yunxiao suddenly looked at Xiang Muyan and said slowly, "time is coming. Don't you want to be the first prize of lingchu?" Muyan joked: "of course, I want to, but if you don't help me, we can't get the first place." Luo Yunxiao stares at her for a moment and turns to leave“ Master, master! What are you doing! " He kisses and jumps to keep up with Luo Yunxiao. "It's not true that he wants to take part in the lingchu competition for beauty."“ Hahaha, kiss, don't be kidding. How can you go to laoshizi's lingchu competition“ That's to say, ziyunjie invites little martial uncle every year. He never disdains to take part in it. You think he will take part in the lingchu competition. Ha ha ha... This joke is so funny... "He kisses his slender body and jumps in the air. He looks back at Mu Yan and gives off Jie's obscene laughter, "Let's wait and see..." the crowd laughingly followed and discussed how to make Ling Yusheng rank higher. Moyan followed him with mojue in his arms and walked slowly. Seeing that Mo Jue's small face was tight, he could not help pinching the smooth and gentle cheek, "what's the matter? Not happy? " Mo Jue gave her a blank look. Mu Yan has a palpitation feeling inexplicably, the action that pinches his face also stopped. Well, I always think this mojue is very similar to Xiaobao. But the momentum of her body, but there is always a moment, let her feel cold. Mo Jue said slowly: "do you want to be the first in the lingchu competition?" Mu Yan said with a smile: "I think it's just that easy." After a pause, she looked a little disappointed and in a trance. "They all said that the spirit food in juxianlou is first-class. I want to have a taste of it. Is it a little similar to what he cooked?"“ Who? Is that the little white face? " Mo Jue's voice suddenly rose. Mu Yan looked at him suspiciously, "what little white face?"