Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Seeing that the little guy still refused to agree to himself, Jun Moyan called his full name: "Jun Shian."

The little guy had to look at him, but with only two eyes, he looked back at the bathroom door and continued to play deaf.

"Go back to my room to sleep." Jun Moyan said.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the little guy looked at Jun Moyan, with an obedient and simple expression: "An An sleeps with Dad."

"No." Jun Moyan refused.

The little guy turned around and walked two small steps towards Jun Moyan, then stretched out his two small arms, raised his soft and cute face, and acted like a baby with someone for the first time: "Daddy hug."

The voice of milk, milky and begging to hug, is cute and cute, and the smell of milk is so handsome and cute. People can't help but kiss them hard in their arms, but Jun Moyan doesn't eat him This set.

There was no wave in his heart: "Go to sleep."

When Wen Xiaoai finished washing out, Jun Moyan was alone at the bathroom door.

"Jun Moyan, I'm ready to wash." Wen Xiaoai dozed a little, and couldn't help leaning on him as soon as he approached Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan stopped and hugged her slender waist, and kissed the top of her wet head: "I will blow your hair, and I will go to bed after blowing it."

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoai yawned.

Jun Moyan took her to sit down by the bed and took a hairdryer to blow her hair.

Listening to the buzzing of the hair dryer and feeling his long fingers passing through her hair, Wen Xiaoai said: "Jun Mo Yan, you haven't blown my hair for a long time."

"I will play it for you in the future." Jun Moyan said.

Wen Xiaoai looked up at him and couldn't help but smile.

"Head down, I haven't done it yet."

Wen Xiaoai lowered his head again.

She suddenly remembered something, turned her head and looked for it in the room: "Where am I?"

Jun Moyan: "An An went back to his room to sleep."

Wen Xiaoai looked at him: "Don't you sleep with us?"

"An An has grown up and wants to sleep on her own."

"But he is obviously still so young."

"Sooner or later, I will grow up. When I grow up, I can't sleep with us, and children from other families can't sleep with their parents forever."

"But An An hasn't grown up yet. He would be scared when he sleeps alone. Where is he?" Wen Xiaoai got up anxiously, trying to get up to find someone, but Jun Mo Yan held him back.

"No, he is a man. He slept by himself before."

From the beginning of the little guy's sleepwalking, he accompanies the little guy to sleep. Until today, the little guy can sleep by himself.

"Then what should he do if he wants to get up to drink water at night?" Wen Xiaoai was worried, feeling that An An was still so young, how could he take care of himself, what if there was any danger?

"He doesn't drink water." Jun Moyan said.

"but……"

"An An is already asleep. We used to quarrel with him in the past. Will we find him again when we get up tomorrow? Good."

"He fell asleep? Why is it so fast? I haven't said goodnight to him yet, I haven't hugged him or even looked at his room." Wen Xiaoai mumbled.

She still wants to sleep with the little guy.

Jun Moyan blew her hair, took out the pill that Fenglidan gave her, fed one to Wen Xiaoai, and then put her on the bed, telling her to sleep when she was sleepy, without waiting for him.

Wen Xiaoai lay on the bed, holding the little doll given to her by the little guy in his arms, listening to the sound of the water coming from the bathroom, looking at the familiar big chandelier and ceiling, wrapped in a quilt with the atmosphere of Jun Moyan, pillow With the pillow he had once slept on.

Everything in the room has not changed, even the placement of those things has not changed.