"Heavy death." Wen Xiaoai stretched out her hand and pushed him, but she couldn't push at all.

Jun Moyan buried his face in her neck and rubbed it gently, the tip of his nose and lips rubbing against her skin from time to time.

“…… Little good. ”

Jun Moyan closed his eyes and called her name softly.

When he was drunk, his voice was even more sultry than usual, and Wen Xiaoai's ears were soft when he heard it, as if he was also drunk.

“…… What are you doing? ”

“…… You are not allowed to give the second brother candy in the future. He kept spraying Wen Xiaoai's neck with the smell of wine, making Wen Xiaoai not only feel itchy, but also uncomfortable.

Jun Moyan is in a bad mood, it's really bad.

He never thought that his dearest second brother would also like Xiao Ling.

He really never thought of it.

He didn't blame Jun Wuchen, he didn't blame anyone, he just felt uncomfortable.

He was afraid that his relationship with Jun Wuchen would deteriorate because of Wen Xiaoai, and he was afraid that Jun Wuchen's liking would be cruelly curbed by himself.

Even if Jun Wuchen didn't say it, he just liked it silently, which made Jun Moyan crazy.

He didn't want Jun Wuchen to be hurt, and he didn't want Wen Xiaoai to be remembered.

Why is it Xiao Ai.

One is his dearest person, and the other is the person he loves the most, this is his life.

"Why not? Isn't it okay to share good things? And I've got a lot of lollipops. ”

"It's just not allowed!" He competes with others like a child, and what he says is a little childish, but inexplicably cute.

"You are mine, everything you have is mine, and without my permission, not even a single hair is allowed to be touched."

The little boy is his, he is alone, he does not allow anyone to like and worry about him, not even his dearest second brother.

“…… I'm going to hide you from the second brother and let anyone like it. ”

"What are you talking about? Are you sick? How to say something weird. ”

Wen Xiaoai reached out and touched Jun Mo Yan's forehead.

"It's not hot."

"You are not allowed to like others, second brother, Ye Qi is not allowed, you are only allowed to like me." He asked Wen Xiaoai domineeringly.

"Jun Mo Yan, you said these words that are angry with me again, you obviously said that as long as I like it, you will like it, if you don't let me like Brother Ye Qi, forget it, why don't even your own second brother be allowed to like it." Wen Xiaoai angrily pushed the head around her neck.

"Don't hold me down, I'm dying."

Wen Xiaoai didn't know what a drunk person was like, so what Jun Moyan said was actually the same to her as what she said when she was sober.

"I can't say I like them, but I can't!"

"Jun Moyan, you are unreasonable."

In fact, Jun Moyan's tone of saying this did not carry a trace of compulsion, and it sounded more like being coquettish.

Even if he was drunk and couldn't control his words and deeds, it was impossible for him to say a bad word to Wen Xiaoai.

But Wen Xiaoai just didn't want to listen: "I just have to like them, they are so good to me, why don't I like them." ”

"Don't mention them again."

"I'm going to ...... Hmmm......"

Jun Moyan, who had been closing his eyes and burying his face in Wen Xiaoai's neck, suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head, directly blocking Wen Xiaoai's small mouth that made him jealous.

Jun Moyan kept gnawing on her lips, sucking mercilessly, and the aroma of wine blurred between the lips of the two, rushing straight to Wen Xiaoai's brain.

Wen Xiaoai's eyes widened, and her brain was a little blank.