Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Long body?" The little guy seemed to understand.

"Does he grow as tall as Dad?"

"Um...I will in the future." Jun Mo Yan responded and delivered a small cup of medicine to the little guy.

"Come on, An An drank the medicine and we went to sleep."

The little guy who was about to drink the medicine heard Jun Moyan's words and immediately asked: "Daddy is still sleeping here tonight?"

His eyes are full of expectation. Although he will inevitably be nervous, he still wants to be close to Jun Moyan more in his heart.

"Well, dad has been sleeping with An'an these days, OK?"

"Good." The little guy nodded joyfully.

"Come on, take medicine."

The little guy leaned in front of the cup, and his two little hands hugged Jun Moyan's hand holding the cup, helping to hold the cup together.

The bitter smell of medicine made him hesitate for a few seconds, and his little brow wrinkled.

"Is it very bitter?" Jun Moyan asked.

The little guy shook his head, then his little hand pressed hard, raised the cup and took a few mouthfuls of the medicine.

The little guy drank uncomfortably, and a little face was wrinkled together.

Jun Moyan took a water cup to pour water for the little guy. He was upside down. Suddenly he heard the little guy retching. He quickly poured the water back and gave the little guy a drink. He drank some warm water to wash away the bitterness in his mouth. Later, the little guy is much better.

"Is it still bitter? Why dad go get you candy?"

The little guy shook his head: "It's not bitter anymore."

"Then I'm going to bed." Jun Moyan put down the water glass, picked up the little guy and laid it on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

"Na An'an will go to bed first, and father will take a bath."

"Good." The little guy responded obediently.

Jun Moyan stood up straight, ready to go back to the room to get his clothes, the little guy thought he was going to leave, and immediately sat up.

"Dad, go get the clothes." Jun Moyan said.

The little guy lay down again.

Jun Moyan hurried to get his clothes, then came back and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The little guy is lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, playing with his two little hands, his big eyes are full of joy.

Hearing the bathroom door opened, the little guy reflexed, and immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, his two little hands stopped moving.

Jun Moyan looked at the little guy and knew that he was not asleep.

After checking some doors and windows, he turned off the lights and then lay down on the bed.

The room plunged into darkness, the little guy opened his eyes and secretly looked at Jun Moyan beside him.

"It's time to sleep." Jun Moyan lay on his side, facing the little guy to sleep.

The little guy also turned to Jun Moyan's side. He closed his eyes and said nothing to Jun Moyan in his heart: Good night, Dad.

Jun Moyan patted the little guy on the back, as if to coax him to sleep.

Before long, the little guy fell asleep.

Jun Moyan did not sleep, nor dared to sleep, he retracted his hand to clap the back of the little guy and looked at him quietly.

Time passed by, and the night was already deep.

Jun Moyan took a peek at the time and found that it was only half an hour before the little guy started sleepwalking last night.

Mu Han said that sleepwalking usually has a fixed time point. If there is no special situation, sleepwalkers will get up on time at this time and do the same thing.

Jun Moyan stared at the time while looking at the little guy.

The closer he got, the more nervous he became.

He hoped that the medicine would be useful, and hoped that he did not go to kindergarten today, and that he took him one day to comfort him.

But things backfired. When the time came, the little guy who had slept well suddenly got up.

Jun Moyan didn't dare to speak or move, just watched him get up, turn on the light, then get out of bed and put on his shoes, and walked towards the door.