Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Tsing Yi looked at the crying little guy, roughly knowing what was going on.

He hurried to coax the little guy: "Little master, stop crying, okay? I'll take you to water the flowers and go now."

The little guy still cried and couldn't stop.

It was also the first time Tsing Yi met the little guy crying so much, and he was so anxious for a while that he didn't know how to coax him.

"What's going on?" Jun Moyan asked Qing Yi.

"Just, just the two new gardens. A few days ago, I asked Young Master what flowers he would like to grow. Young Master asked me what kind of flowers Miss Wen likes, and then asked me if I planted beautiful flowers. I would come back early. I, I didn’t know how to get back to him at the time, so I said yes. I was thinking that when they planted the flowers, I would take the young master to water it. I didn’t know what the young master was. I want to grow my own."

Knowing what happened, Jun Moyan felt uncomfortable looking at the little guy whose face was flushed from crying.

It's no wonder that he has been reading and selecting the albums of those flowers in the past two days, and he also asked him what kind of flowers he likes, because he wanted to plant him and Xiaoguai.

Jun Moyan felt sorrow and sorrow in his heart. He reached out and pulled the little guy a step closer to him, raising his hand to wipe his tears.

"Go and shovel all the flowers you planted and buy again."

Jun Moyan ordered Tsing Yi.

"Okay." Tsing Yi hurriedly responded and ran out immediately.

"Okay, stop crying. Dad asks Uncle Tsing Yi to pull out all the ones they planted. Tomorrow Dad will accompany you to plant them."

Jun Moyan wiped the little guy's tears and coaxed.

Hearing what Jun Moyan said, the little guy slowly stopped the cry, then he raised his hand to wipe away the tears and looked at Jun Moyan sobbingly.

Jun Moyan said affirmatively again: "Really, tomorrow my father will accompany you to plant, so that no one will touch it, we will only plant it."

The little guy finally stopped crying, but because he was crying too fiercely just now, he couldn't control his emotions, he kept sobbing, and his body trembled.

Looking at him, Jun Moyan couldn't help but think of Xiaoguai.

He stretched out his hand to slowly pull the little guy over, then hugged him, and stroked his back with his big hand.

"Okay, stop crying."

The little guy hugged Jun Moyan's neck and lay on Jun Moyan's shoulders, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

Xiaocha went to pour a glass of water and brought some paper towels over.

Jun Moyan fed some water to the little guy whose throat had been crying dry, and then wiped away his tears and nose.

"...Thanks, thank you Dad." Although he cried very sadly, after Jun Moyan wiped his tears and nose, the little guy did not forget to say thank you to Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan sighed silently, then stood up holding the little guy, and took him upstairs to wash his face in the room.

After washing his face, the little guy asked Jun Mo Yan: "Does Dad really accompany An An to plant flowers tomorrow?"

The little guy is afraid of Jun Moyan to coax him to talk casually.

"My father counts, I will accompany An'an to plant flowers tomorrow, and I will continue to plant the flowers the day after tomorrow, and don't ask anyone to help."

Jun Mo Yan should blame how much he doesn't care about him, so that he has no sense of trust in himself.

After resting for a while, when the little guy felt better, Jun Moyan took him downstairs to dinner.

Halfway through the meal, the little guy suddenly looked at Jun Moyan.

"Dad, I'm sorry." He suddenly apologized, with a look of sadness and guilt on his face.

"Why do you say sorry to Dad?" Jun Moyan didn't know why he apologized.