Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"I have been looking for you, I have been looking for, I have been looking for, without stopping, I dare not rest, but I can't find, there is no one there, without you, without everyone, I have been looking for a long time without seeing one People, no one came to me, Jun Mo Yan, I’m really scared, I’m afraid I will never come back, I’m afraid I will never find you, I’m afraid I will never see you again, I’m afraid I will leave If I don't get out there, I'm afraid I'll be alone forever..." Wen Xiaoai said, tears falling off Jun Moyan's face.

"I'm sorry..." Jun Mo Yan felt miserable and heartbroken when she heard what she said.

He hates his own uselessness, hating himself can't help her at all. At the beginning, he sacrificed himself and used his spiritual power to save the people of the Six Realms, and he didn't want her to suffer any more harm.

In the end, everyone was in peace, but his little boy suffered for more than three years. His child almost lost his mother.

"I'm afraid that if I can't come back, you will forget me, and then go to raise other cats and don't want me." Wen Xiaoai thought of the past three years, and felt wronged and scared.

"No, no, I promised you that I won't raise other cats. Jun Moyan will never want a little boy, never lie to him."

"Jun Moyan..." Wen Xiaoai cried and laughed. She looked at Jun Moyan who was full of tears and kept wiping his tears.

"Don't cry, I'm most afraid of you crying." She said.

Regardless of whether it is Jun Moyan of ordinary people or Jun Moyan of Soul Resurrection Beast, she can give her a full sense of security. With him, she is not afraid of anything. She feels that he can solve everything, so she is afraid of him crying. When he cried, her heart was upset.

"Okay." Jun Moyan said yes, but his tears were still uncontrollable.

The two have their foreheads against their foreheads, their noses touching their noses, face to face, looking at each other. They have a lot of things to say to each other, but at this moment, they can’t say a word, just want to look at each other. each other.

Just looking at it, both of them understood everything.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

Wen Xiaoai smiled, and put his tearful face on Jun Moyan's teary face, it was enough.

A car stopped outside the villa. Tsing Yi saw Jun Moyan's car parked in front, opened the door and smiled and said to the little guy: "Daddy, come back."

The little guy was picked up from the car and saw Jun Moyan's car parked there.

"Dad came back so early today. Okay, let's go." Tsing Yi closed the car door and took the little guy in.

The little guy stood still in front of the car.

"What's wrong?" Tsing Yi asked.

"Uncle Tsing Yi, what should I do? Can I put it in my schoolbag?"

The little guy is carrying a small schoolbag and holding a tender and tender little doll in his arms. There is also a tag on it. Obviously, he just bought it, and he knew it was not for himself.

"What do you do? Why hide?" Tsing Yi asked strangely.

"Because An An asked Uncle Tsing Yi for this, and Uncle Tsing Yi bought it for Qian An An. An An always asks Uncle Tsing Yi for money to buy things."

In recent months, after school, the little guy often asked Tsing Yi to take him to the mall to buy some toys.

"Are you afraid that Dad will say An An?" Tsing Yi asked.

The little guy didn't say a word, and looked down at the things in his arms.

"No, it's just a toy. How could my father say An An, and Uncle Tsing Yi told his father that Dad knew that An An liked toys and was very happy."