Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Xiaocha connected the video and took it to Wen Xiaoai.

Wen Xiaoai immediately became excited when he saw Jun Moyan on the phone.

"Meow, meow~"

The pink and tender paws kept buckling the screen, trying to buckle Jun Moyan out of it.

Jun Moyan looked at the little milk cat who kept holding the phone screen, a little funny: "Have you eaten?"

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai shook his head.

I don't want to eat, I want you to come back and feed me.

"What's wrong, aren't you happy?"

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai nodded, tears rolling, looking at Jun Moyan aggrievedly, wanting to cry inexplicably.

"Did you miss me?" Jun Mo Yan's heart started to look at the look of resisting crying.

"Meow." Wen Xiaoai nodded.

I want to die.

Wen Xiaoai stepped forward and rubbed his face affectionately against the phone screen.

Wrongly yelled: "Meow~"

This aggrieved little milk sound made Jun Mo and Yan Xin melt away.

"I'll be back tomorrow night. You are good at home, eat well, sleep well, you are not allowed to be naughty, you know?"

"Meow~"

Have to wait for tomorrow?

Wen Xiaoai wanted to cry, but she could only obediently nod her head in agreement.

Hmph, when I recover, I will follow you every day, and I will go wherever you go.

Don't eat alone and sleep alone.

The rice is not fragrant, and I don't want to sleep.

No one even took a shower for me.

"Okay, hurry up to eat, and remember to cover your quilt when you sleep at night and be obedient."

"Meow~"

After hanging up the video, Xiaocha put away her phone: "Little boy, can we eat now?"

"Meow."

Wen Xiaoai nodded reluctantly.

On the other side, Tsing Yi put the phone away and said, "San Shao, I can't go back tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow's itinerary is all changed. It is scheduled until today, and the meals and banquets are pushed. Buy tomorrow's ticket."

Jun Moyan dealt with the documents in his hand without looking up.

In my mind are all the grievances of Wen Xiaoai's eyes and the cute little milky voice.

That little thing, if it weren't inconvenient to carry it, he would certainly not leave it in Wuyuan for so many days.

I don't know if it has slept well in the past few days, and whether it has eaten well.

"But that meal and banquet belonged to Commander Mu and President Tan, this..."

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Jun Moyan raised his head and glanced at Qing Yi displeasedly.

"...Yes, I'll make arrangements now." These three young masters are too spoiled for Xiaoguai.

The tone and expression of the speech just now, I'm afraid I won't be so gentle to my future wife~

"You pay more attention to rest, your body is important."

Speaking of rest, I haven't dreamed anymore in the past few days. The effect of the alcoholic medicine is really good.

I don't know if I will dream of those again after a while...

The next day, Wen Xiaoai got up early and sat on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor waiting eagerly for Jun Moyan.

From time to time, I ran to the door to have a look.

Even breakfast and lunch are eaten in the lobby.

In the afternoon, Wen Xiaoai was dozing off on the sofa and almost fell on the sofa several times.

"Little boy, the third son will come back at night, or you should go to the room to sleep first."

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai shook his head.

"The third master should be back at around nine o'clock in the evening. You should go up and sleep for a few hours first, and I will call you at seven o'clock."

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai thought for a while, a little shaken.

She hasn't slept well these days, and she woke up so early this morning that she was really sleepy.

"Go, I promise to call you at seven o'clock."

"Meow~"

OK then.

Wen Xiaoai jumped off the sofa and went upstairs to sleep...

At 6:30 in the evening, a car stopped at the entrance of the villa, and Jun Moyan got out of the car after a few days on business.