Chapter 907 Feng Liyan Thinks Jun Moyan's Clothes Are Ugly

Those are soul-absorbing eyes with dual energy, dark gray pupils, not like Wen Xiaoai's clarity like a sea of ​​stars, nor like Jun Moyan's deep, introverted and unpredictable.

The unique color of the eyes seems to hide countless secrets, which makes people fall into it at a glance.

These are eyes that cannot be described in words at all.

The room was pitch black, but it couldn't cover the light in his eyes at all.

"The wind is dripping."

As soon as Feng Liyan opened his eyes, he was thrown onto the bed by Wen Xiaoai beside him.

Wen Xiaoai put her arms around Feng Liyan's neck, rubbing her small face against his neck, extremely excited.

"Little girl, she doesn't look like a girl." Feng Liyan's voice sounded with laughter, her sexy voice was as intoxicating as peach blossom wine, and the irresistible pampering in her tone made people listen to their emotions It's all beautiful.

It didn't disappoint, and the voice didn't hold back his face at all.

Feng Liyan raised his hand and rubbed the little head that kept rubbing against his neck.

If Jun Moyan saw this scene...the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Okay, okay, I'm so old that I still look like a child."

It took Wen Xiaoai a while to get up from Feng Liyan.

Feng Liyan sat up after him, and stretched out his hand to straighten Wen Xiaoai's messy long hair.

This kind of intimacy is so natural.

"Yao Wang, how do you feel now?"

"Very good, within half a month, my mana should recover to 50% to 60%."

"It's great." Wen Xiaoai cheered, and reached out to hug Feng Liyan again, but with too much force, Feng Liyan fell on the bed again.

"Ah Yo, crush me to death, darling." Feng Liyan smiled and patted her on the back.

"Hee hee, I'm so happy." Wen Xiaoai smiled and got up from him again.

After sitting up, he helped to pull Feng Liyan up, but he didn't pay much attention, and when he saw that the belt was easy to pull, he went directly to pull his belt.

Feng Liyu was so frightened that he immediately stood up: "Little ancestor, don't pull around, you're going to pull my pants down."

This little girl is still as noisy as before.

"It's not so easy to pull it off." Wen Xiaoai didn't care.

"Girl, please be careful, lest the patriarch say Ye Qi and I didn't teach you well."

"Hmph~" Wen Xiaoai pursed her lips.

"Gulu~"

There was a protest in my stomach.

Wen Xiaoai touched her hungry belly, looked at Feng Liyan: "Hungry~"

"Go eat." Feng Liyan immediately got off the bed.

Wen Xiaoai also got out of bed, and when he walked to the door, Wen Xiaoai suddenly remembered something.

"Wait a moment."

"What's wrong?"

"Your clothes, and your hair." Wen Xiaoai reached out and tugged at a strand of black hair that was dripping with wind.

"Your outfit is not good, you need to change it." Wen Xiaoai said, then turned around and went to find clothes for Feng Liyu.

After a while, he came back with Jun Moyan's clothes and pants.

"Here, wear Jun Moyan, and change your hair."

Feng Liyan looked down at the clothes in Wen Xiaoai's hands, his eyes were full of disgust, and he was unwilling to reach out to pick them up.

"I don't want his."

"Why not?"

"Ugly!" Feng Liyan looked arrogant and disgusted.

"What's so ugly, it's obviously very good-looking, okay? Is there something wrong with your eyes?" Wen Xiaoai looked at the clothes in his hand, they were obviously very good-looking, and Jun Moyan looked even better when he wore them.

"Hey, what are you talking about, little girl? Anyway, I don't wear him, and even if I go out naked, I don't want him."