Chapter 939 Yes, I Am the Gray Cat You Kicked Out

But just before his hand was about to touch Wen Xiaoai, he was strangled by another strong white hand.

Even though he knew that Feng Liyan was Wen Xiaoai's clansman, Jun Moyan still didn't allow others to touch Wen Xiaoai, even if he really wanted to offend this person to death.

Feng Liyan withdrew his hand, as if Jun Moyan was some dirty thing.

After pulling it back, he shook it in disgust, then gave Jun Moyan a hard look, and gritted his teeth at Wen Xiaoai again:

"Immediately! Immediately! Get down!"

"Hmph~" Wen Xiaoai twisted her body, she still didn't want to come down after not seeing Jun Moyan for a few days, she just wanted Jun Moyan to hug her.

"Little boy." Jun Moyan called Wen Xiaoai seriously, then bent slightly while hugging Wen Xiaoai, and put her on the ground.

As soon as Wen Xiaoai got off the ground, Feng Liyan grabbed her and walked towards the sofa.

"Feng Liyan, what are you doing?" Wen Xiaoai reluctantly followed him, and even looked back at Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan gritted her teeth secretly, although she was dissatisfied with Feng Liyan touching Wen Xiaoai, she still endured it.

"Tsing Yi, go back and rest first."

He said something to Tsing Yi standing behind him.

Tsing Yi looked at Feng Liyan, then nodded: "Then I'll go first."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Feng Liyan pulled Wen Xiaoai to the front of the sofa, pushed her to sit on the sofa, and then took three tissues in a row.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Xiaoai looked at Feng Liyan who had soaked the paper towel with water, and asked strangely.

Feng Li disappeared, soaked the paper, turned around and pinched Wen Xiaoai's chin with one hand, and began to wipe her mouth regardless of Wen Xiaoai's struggle.

While wiping, he kept saying in a disgusted to disgusting tone:

"It's so dirty, it's so dirty..."

Hearing Feng Liyan's words, Jun Moyan turned slightly cold.

Wen Xiaoai was so angry that he slapped Feng Liyan on the arm.

"This is the last time, if you dare to kiss him again, I'll kill you...I'll cut off that bastard's face." Feng Liyan gritted his teeth.

"you dare!"

"Look if I dare, not only will I cut off his face, but I will also stew him and feed him to the dogs!"

Feng Liyan's last words seemed to remind someone intentionally or unintentionally.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Jun Moyan's expression turned ugly.

Jun Moyan collected his thoughts, and then stepped forward.

He glanced at Feng Liyan first, and then asked Wen Xiaoai: "Little boy, is he..."

"He is the king of medicine, I told you before." Wen Xiaoai's mouth was being wiped by Feng Liyan, and his speech was a little vague, but Jun Moyan still heard it clearly.

"The medicine king?"

Jun Moyan's heart was slightly shocked, Feng Liyan's identity was somewhat unexpected.

He looked at Feng Liyan again, only to feel that his mood at this moment was so complicated that he couldn't describe it.

He thought this was just Wen Xiaoai's little friend who played better in the demon world, but he didn't expect to be the medicine king.

At this moment, Jun Moyan really regretted it.

Because he thought of his second brother's legs...

Feng Liyu let go of Wen Xiaoai, threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can very chicly, then put his arms around his chest, raised his chin slightly and looked at Jun Moyan with a haughty expression, saying:

"That's right, I'm the gray cat you threw out and said you were going to stew me and feed it to the dogs, and then you slapped me on the ground and kicked it out like a ball."

Jun Moyan: "..."

"How about it, do you want to consider buying a bigger pot now and come back to stew me?"

Jun Moyan: "..."