Destined to pamper wife (7)

Li Moying, however, had an inkling, but he wasn't so silly as to remind his own woman.

Anyway, he had absolute self confidence in himself.

No matter what thinking Yuan Zeyu had in mind, he could forget about competing with him. The two of them weren't on the same level and Yuan Zeyu could only keep his feelings hidden deep within the recesses of his heart forever.

Huang Yueli and Yuan Zeyu quickly formed the Blood Pact.

Li Moying stood by the side watching them complete the pact, before he opened his mouth, "Since you're already Li'er's subordinate, then later on, go along with Su Qingyue and the others to look for Mo Yi."

Yuan Zeyu hesitated for a moment and gave a neither servile nor overbearing bow, "Young Sect Master, thank you for your good intentions, but I still want to continue my current factotum."

"Oh?" Li Moying was slightly surprised as his brows rose.