"Not necessarily." Jun Moyan didn't hold out hope at all.

This goods.

A typical dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth.

What nice prefix can you expect her to add.

It's annoying to say it.

"Uncle, don't you believe in my taste?" Gui Yu looked at Jun Moyan with blank eyes.

"Do you have taste?"

"Yes."

"I don't see it."

Gui Yuxi grabbed Jun Moyan's big palm, and said sincerely: "Uncle, my taste is you, doesn't this prove how high my taste is?" ”

It seems to make sense.

If you don't let Xiao Mian Gua speak vernacular, doesn't it mean that she has no taste?

It's nothing that she doesn't have taste.

It's just that the little melon thief pulled himself in.

He can't punch himself in the face.

Jun Moyan raised his eyebrows: "Let's talk about it." ”

Gui Yuxi was excited like a little fool.

The little mouth grinned behind the root of the ear: "Uncle Thunderbolt Invincible? ”

"Vulgar."

Xiao Mian Guat frowned: "High-end atmospheric uncle? ”

"Dirt."

The little melon twisted his eyebrows: "Unparalleled uncle in the world? ”

"Rotten."

The little noodle melon pouted: "I am the only uncle? ”

Jun Moyan knocked her: "All the idioms you have learned all your life have been applied to this king, eh?" ”

Xiao Mian Gua scratched his head and muttered in a low voice: "Uncle, you are too difficult to serve, I have come up with so many things, you are not satisfied or disliked, what should I do, I think these are all very good, they can reflect Uncle's mighty momentum." ”

The corners of Jun Moyan's lips twitched: "This king's momentum is so vulgar, and don't you feel verbose when you call this king?" ”

Gui Yuxi silently muttered Fang Cai's name silently: Uncle Thunderbolt Invincible has eaten.

The high-end atmospheric uncle has changed clothes.

There is no one in the world like no other.

I am the only one who respects my uncle......

Mother.

It's so tongue-in-cheek.

What a waste of time.

"Ask Uncle for advice." The small noodle melon is so transparent.

If you don't understand, just ask.

It upholds the traditional good virtues of the Chinese nation.

Jun Moyan never imagined that he would discuss his name with a small melon one day.

How can there be an illusion that they have a pet and the two of them are discussing what to name together.

He really wanted to stop there.

But looking at the little melon's eyes full of curiosity, he sighed in his heart: That's it, let this illusion continue.

"Take a simple and crude one." Jun Moyan said.

Simple and crude.

Gui Yuxi's eyes lit up.

"Uncle, I have it."

"Huh?"

"Uncle, I'll ask you a few questions first, and I'll say it after you confirm that it's correct."

"Speak."

"Uncle, you're older than me."

"Yes."

"Uncle, you're bigger than me."

"Yes."

"Uncle, you have bigger muscles than me."

"Yes."

"Uncle, your little bird is bigger than me."

“……”

Gui Yuxi applauded: "Uncle, since you are older than me everywhere, I will call you uncle." ”

Jun Moyan: ......

It sounds reasonable, but it always feels awkward.

"Uncle?" Gui Yuxi tentatively called.

"Uncle?" Jun Moyan twisted his eyebrows.

"Doesn't Uncle like simple and rude, the word big is very simple and rude." Gui Yuxi pouted: "Could it be called Uncle Rude?" Uncle Sharp? Uncle Fleur? ”

"That's enough." Jun Moyan exhaled, exhaled and exhaled.

It's getting more and more outrageous.

"Little ...... Uncle? Gui Yuxi tried again.

Small!

Jun Mo thought violently of the series of big examples that the small noodle melon had just exemplified.

If the prefix becomes small.

Isn't it that he is younger than her, smaller than her, and smaller than hers?

Birdie...... Smaller than her.

Others are tolerable.

Only the last one!

Absolutely unbearable!

His bird is not small.

His bird thunderbolt is invincible and big!

"Just call it uncle." Jun Moyan compromised.

Sometimes you can't really play a small melon.

"Uncle." Gui Yuxi shouted happily.

Kindness.

He was so comfortable.

Every time he called Uncle, he always felt that he was ...... Yes, that's a big deal.