Jun Linyuan's spiritual figure suddenly stood up, and then walked straight towards Feng Wu.
He was tall and handsome, standing in front of Feng Wu, his eyes staring down at Feng Wu, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
They were very close, and Feng Wu felt a little panicked... What on earth did Jun Linyuan want to do?
They who were devouring their food all turned their heads and looked at Jun Linyuan with dull eyes...
What does he want to do to Feng Wu?
However, the next second, Jun Linyuan opened his arms and stared at Feng Wu with his deep eyes like a sinister bird of prey, his eyes were deep and unpredictable.
Feng Wu subconsciously took a step back: "What... do you want to do?"
Jun Linyuan looked cold and arrogant, staring at Feng Wu: "Put it on."
Feng Wu looked at the bib in her hand.
The bib was sewn by the beautiful lady herself, but the design came from Feng Wu.
On the blood-red bib is a chubby little yellow duck, which is soft and cute. It suits the temperament of the beautiful mother and silly sweet brother. Feng Xun's temperament barely matches, but Jun Linyuan...
Feng Wu raised her head and looked at Jun Linyuan's cold and arrogant handsome face, and then at the cute and soft bib... Jun Linyuan actually wanted to wear this? Is there something wrong with his head?
Jun Linyuan stared at the bib with obvious disgust, but he just stared at Feng Wu, staring at him.
"Okay, okay, you have to put it on yourself, don't blame me." Feng Wu brushed off the responsibility and handed Jun Linyuan a blood-red bib.
However, Jun Linyuan didn't answer. His voice was still cold, his posture was still arrogant, and he only had two commanding words: "Put on, get on."
Feng Wu gritted her teeth secretly. Doesn't His Highness the Prince have any hands? Does he need someone else to serve him even for a bib?!
But Feng Wu didn't have the courage to shout these words. Her biggest wish now is that Jun Linyuan and the others leave as soon as possible after finishing the meal, and go far away, so that she can refine the fairy fruit with peace of mind.
Therefore, Feng Wu secretly complained and clenched her fists, but her face was very timid. She squeezed out a smile and arched her eyebrows: "Prince Jun has orders, I dare not disobey."
Jun Linyuan has an upright figure and is a full head and a half taller than Feng Wu, so she has to stand on tiptoes to put on the bib.
In order to save time and get it done quickly, Feng Wu directly put her hands around Jun Linyuan's strong waist, and tied the bow nimbly with her hands.
Jun Linyuan lowered his head and saw a little head humping back and forth on his chest like a deer. He felt a little cute, and he had an urge to poke the head.
At this moment, Feng Xun was watching the scene in front of him.
From his point of view, it was Feng Wu who took the initiative to throw himself into Jun Linyuan's arms, so Feng Xun clicked his tongue twice: "Feng Xiaowu, you also said that you don't like our boss Jun? If you don't, you will throw yourself into Jun Linyuan's arms."
Sending you a hug? Oh, duplicitous women are the most annoying!"
Feng Wu: "..."
She stared at Feng Xun and was so angry that she almost rushed forward!
Why does she like Jun Linyuan? Why is she considered like this?
Thinking of this, Feng Wu glanced at Feng Xun angrily: "Am I not wearing a belt? Don't you even need to wear a belt?"
Feng Xun said confidently: "When you tied my belt just now, you ran up behind me and finished it in just one second. But now, look at you."
: I don’t dare to stay up late, so I will update during the rest of the day.