Jun Moyan glanced at him, "You can only imagine that in your boredom."
"What are you saying? You're not even 25, don't tell me you've seen through life's pleasures so early, or is it that... you're not capable in that area?" Shangguan Yu bit his chopstick, a teasing smile on his face as he looked at the slightly irritated Jun Moyan.
In that area?
Which area?
Wen Xiao'ai, who was drinking milk, didn't understand what they meant, but seeing Jun Moyan looking a bit unhappy, she knew it wasn't anything nice.
She immediately raised her little fists and swung them at Shangguan Yu.
"Meow~"
Pesky ghost, you're the one who's not capable. Don't you dare bully Jun Moyan.
Jun Moyan is so capable, how could he not be? He's definitely more than capable.
"Meow meow~"
Wen Xiao'ai retracted her little fists, gently patted Jun Moyan's hand with her little paw, as if to comfort him, Don't mind that pesky ghost, you're definitely capable.
Is Xiaoguai... comforting him?
