He felt that any man who came close to Muyan was an eyesore.

But his intuition told Mo Jue that this pretty boy was the most dangerous.

The two people's eyes met and separated in the air.

Mo Jue turned his head and stretched out his hand towards Muyan with a sullen face.

Muyan was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing.

Oops, this is Mo Jue’s kid asking for a hug.

Although the little boy in front of me looks mature, cold and imposing.

But in fact, I just long for a child with a warm embrace!

Just like her cute little baby.

Muyan stretched out her hand and picked up Mo Jue.

Mo Jue immediately hugged her neck and pressed his face tightly against Muyan's fragrant neck.

Then he glanced in Luo Yunxiao's direction with a cold, domineering and possessive gaze.

Clearly, he is showing his ownership.

As for the majesty of the emperor, he must not be hugged?

What is that? Can it be eaten?

"Sixth Senior Sister, he seems to be very attached to you!" Luoyu held his face in his hands and said with a smile, "I think the picture of you holding him is really beautiful, just like a painting."

Mo Jue glanced at Luo Yu: Is this Yan Yan's junior brother? Humph, he has pretty good eyesight.

Leng Yumo, who was on the side, interjected carelessly: "Hey, I think the scene of junior sister and junior uncle standing together is more pleasing to the eye..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt a chill on her body and shivered uncontrollably.

I can't say the next sentence anymore.

Luo Yunxiao suddenly looked at Muyan and said slowly: "The time is coming, don't you want the reward of being the first spiritual chef?"

Muyan joked: "Of course I want it, but if my junior uncle doesn't help, we won't be able to get the first place even if we want to!"

Luo Yunxiao stared at her for a moment, then turned and left.

"Master, master! What are you going to do!" Chi Kiss jumped up and followed Luo Yunxiao, "Do you really want to participate in the Spiritual Chef Competition for the sake of beauty?"

"Hahaha, Chi Qi, don't be kidding me. How could Junior Uncle participate in Lao Shizi's Spiritual Chef Competition?"

"It's just that the [Beautiful Banquet] held by Ziyun Realm invites my junior uncle every year, but he never bothers to participate. You actually think that he will participate in the Spiritual Chef Competition, hahahaha... This joke is so funny...

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Chi Qi's slender body bounced in the air, turned back to glance at Muyan, and let out a sly and lewd laugh, "Let's wait and see..."

Everyone laughed and followed, discussing how to make Ling Yusheng rank higher.

Muyan hugged Mo Jue and followed behind, walking slowly.

Seeing that Mo Jue's little face was tense, he couldn't help pinching his smooth and gentle cheeks, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Mo Jue looked at her expressionlessly.

Muyan felt an inexplicable feeling of palpitations in her heart, and she stopped pinching his face.

Hmm, I always feel that this Mo Jue looks a lot like Xiaobao.

But the aura exuding from his body always made her feel frightened and chilled for a moment.

Mo Jue said slowly: "Do you want to win the first place in the Spiritual Chef Competition?"

Muyan smiled and said, "I think so, but it's not that easy."

She paused, looking a little confused and dazed, "They say the spiritual food in Juxianlou is delicious. I want to try it to see if it is the same as what he cooks."

"Who? Is it that pretty boy?" Mo Jue's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
Chapter completed!