Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai opened his eyes, two small paws propped on Jun Moyan's abdomen, half of his body was raised, and he stared at Shangguan Yu angrily.

What's wrong with this princess.

I want to call this name, what AD calcium, what ghost spirits, just don’t want it.

I'm called Xiaoguai, mad at you, hum!

"It's really bad." Jun Moyan looked at it angrily and sounded with a smile.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai raised his head and looked at Jun Moyan.

Complain to him.

No, I'm obviously behaved.

Jun Moyan's complexion was soft, and he reached out his hand and flicked its forehead, saying: "But it just needs to be well in front of me."

In front of others, it only cares about no one in the eye, and only cares about willfulness.

Wen Xiaoai stretched out his paw and rubbed his forehead: Hmph, he said I'm not good, and he played me, hate it.

Jun Mo Yan just wanted to raise a can for a drink, but Wen Xiaoai refused, and the little paw with a chain pointed at the beer in his hand:

"Meow!"

Don't drink so much.

The drunk, like a drunkard, stinks to death.

Jun Moyan had a drink and looked at Wen Xiaoai.

Little thing, the temper and courage have grown up recently, and they dare to control him.

Suddenly flashed in his mind the picture of it being drunk a few days ago, holding its neck, sticking to him, licking him...

For some reason, Jun Moyan passed the beer in his hand to Wen Xiaoai and asked, "You want to drink it?"

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai shook his head and pushed away the beer.

Who wants to drink.

Jun Moyan put the wine in front of it again: "Try it?"

"Meow~"

Don't, you must punish me to stand in the corner again later.

"You can drink what the drunkard gives it. You don't drink it if I give it?" Jun Moyan's tone suddenly changed. Although it was not obvious, Wen Xiaoai could feel it.

I don't know if it was because Wen Xiaoai refused, or as he said, he drank the alcoholic but didn't drink him.

"Meow~"

Seeing him seem to be angry, Wen Xiaoai's momentum suddenly weakened, but he still shook his head and didn't want to drink.

I remember the last time I was dizzy and uncomfortable after getting drunk.

Don't drink it.

Jun Moyan never took the wine back, and kept looking at Wen Xiaoai with a pair of eyes, as if it didn't drink, he wouldn't stop.

It was so deadlocked.

"It's still young, just drink milk, what kind of wine to drink." Shangguan Yu said.

"..."

When Jun Moyan woke up, he took the wine back and drank it by himself.

Then he said: "I didn't really let it drink."

In my heart, I wondered what was wrong with me just now, and even wanted to get Xiaoguai drunk.

It's so small, how can you drink.

Looking at Wen Xiaoai's aggrieved eyes, Jun Moyan's mood suddenly became irritable.

It seems to be because of the behavior that forced it just now.

He squashed the empty beer can, threw it on several cases, and then stood up holding Wen Xiaoai.

"Go find a room to sleep by yourself, don't drink too much."

Jun Moyan threw a word and held Wen Xiaoai upstairs...

Wen Xiaoai honestly let him hold.

After going upstairs and entering the room, Jun Moyan put it on the bed and went into the bathroom by himself.

He brushed his teeth, washed his face, and walked out.

Wen Xiaoai sat on the bed, with his head hanging down, clasping his tender little paws.

Looks a little unhappy.

She raised her head and looked at him until Jun Moyan came out of the bathroom.

"Meow~" she whispered.

Jun Moyan glanced at it and said nothing.

Turning off the light, then went to bed, reached out and picked up its small body and placed it on his own heart.

Then he went to bed.