"Do you really want to eat?"

Wen Xiaoai nodded: Yes.

Jun Moyan was helpless, cut all the remaining steaks, and then pushed the plate in front of it.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai took a small bite and felt good.

After eating several small pieces in a row, Jun Moyan reached out to take its plate: "Okay, you can't eat too much." ”

Wen Xiaoai's two little paws grabbed the edge of the plate: "Meow~"

I haven't eaten enough yet.

"I'll be able to eat for a while."

"Meow Meow~"

After a few seconds of stalemate, Wen Xiaoai still refused to let go, and Jun Moyan could only let go.

Quietly watch it eat.

A few minutes later, Wen Xiaoai lay on her back on the table with a bulging belly, unable to move.

In fact, she hasn't eaten enough at all, but she can't fit too much in her current small size.

"Full?"

Jun Moyan stretched out a white and slender finger and poked its bulging little belly.

Wen Xiaoai glanced at him resentfully: It's too late, you don't know how to stop me.

"Haven't eaten yet? Want to order another one? Jun Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai shook her head.

Don't don't, don't.

"Since you don't want it, let's go." He said as he stood up, exited his position and left.

Wen Xiaoai, who was lying down, waited for Jun Moyan to hug her, but after waiting for a while, she didn't see Jun Moyan come to hug her.

When I turned my head, I saw that everyone was about to walk to the door.

"Meow, meow."

Wen Xiaoai was suddenly anxious.

Hey, you forgot about me, I'm still here.

Jun Moyan stopped, turned to look at Wen Xiaoai, who was holding up on the table and didn't want to move: "Come down and walk by yourself, digest and digest." ”

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai sat up with difficulty and stretched out two small paws towards Jun Moyan.

Don't, can't walk, hold it.

"Go on your own." Jun Moyan's tone was a little tough.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai shook her head, her two little paws clenched and released, and she begged for a hug with an eager face.

I hate it, why did he suddenly stop hugging it, and he said that he would change.

"Why don't I hug you?" Tsing Yi, who had just returned from settling the account, was about to step forward to hug Wen Xiaoai.

It's just that before the person walked to the table, a sharp gaze shot straight at the back of his head, as if it was about to split his brain.

Tsing Yi only felt a chill on the back of his neck, like a mang's back, and his legs and stomach trembled a little.

Swallowing his saliva, he immediately stepped aside.

has been by Sanshao's side for so many years, and Tsing Yi said that he still hasn't figured out his character and temper.

Jun Moyan retracted his gaze lightly, looked at Wen Xiaoai who was coquettish at him on the table again, and said meaningfully:

"Let Tsing Yi hug you, or?"

The calf of Tsing Yi on the side shook again, and secretly glanced at Jun Moyan.

Sanshao, what do you mean?

Should I be held or not allowed to be held?

Also, how do I feel a little ...... the tone of your speech? Little emotions are in it.

He had a hunch that if Wen Xiaoai nodded and said yes, then he was likely to be unlucky......

Wen Xiaoai glanced at Tsing Yi, shook her head decisively, and continued to stretch out her claws towards Jun Moyan.

No, I just want you to hug me.

I just said that I would give a reward, but now I don't even hug it.

The fickle man, hated to death.

Jun Mo Yan shook his head when he saw it, and his face softened slightly.

But he still stood there and was indifferent.

Wen Xiaoai was a little anxious, withdrew her paws and came to the table, looked at the height of the table, and the chair next to her, and retracted her small body.

This height is not a problem, but her stomach is too strong now, and if she really jumps twice, her internal organs will have to be turned upside down, how uncomfortable it is.