Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Moyan stood by the door, twisting a cigarette between his fingers, and the evening breeze blew in, picking up his short black hair, and constantly waking up his mind. The cigarette light in his fingers dimmed and brightened.

The sound of her laughter and meows playing in the water continued to be heard in the bathroom. Jun Moyan looked back at the bathroom from time to time. When he looked back, he raised his hand and inhaled the cigarette, then slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

It's been a few hours, and now he still has some difficulty digesting the little boy becoming human.

It is also harder to believe and accept the real existence of demons and monsters.

Thinking back over the past two months, from taking it home to taking care of it, slowly getting used to petting it, waking up with it...

This suddenly became a little girl, still a cat demon, it was a bit...

Thinking of Wen Xiaoai's white face, Jun Moyan couldn't help but smile.

This smile seemed to be addicted, and then there was an unstoppable smile on his face.

Even his eyes were stained with a smile.

To be honest, he didn't know why he was laughing.

There are far more shocks in my heart than happiness, but somehow I just want to laugh inexplicably.

Fortunately, he asked Bai Yi to take earrings to test her in the morning, and took her back in time, otherwise he might really be so angry that he would kill her.

In fact, it was not because he heard the things between them from Wen Xiaoai's mouth that he was willing to believe that she was a good boy, but he was completely based on the feeling later...

The room was very quiet, and the sound of water slowly stopped in the bathroom. Jun Moyan lit the second cigarette...

"Hate, don't wear it anymore."

Wen Xiaoai heard a little frustrated voice in the bathroom, and then the bathroom door was opened, and Wen Xiaoai ran out barefoot.

Jun Moyan squeezed out the half-burned cigarette in his hand and stood up straight.

Wen Xiaoai saw Jun Moyan on the balcony, ran to him and stood obediently.

"Jun Moyan, I'm done washing."

With her hands behind her back, her fingers pulled together, she smiled and looked at Jun Moyan.

Two little tiger teeth are really cute~

A burst of Xinxiang came with a bit of heat. Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai, looking down from her wet hair. Just seeing the position of her chest, Jun Moyan moved his eyes away in a panic. , Looked away.

"Where are the pants?" Jun Moyan's expression was a little unnatural.

"It's too big, too long, can't wear it, and it keeps falling. It's horrible." Wen Xiaoai wrinkled her nose, very disgusted.

"... Then you have to wear it." Jun Mo Yan only felt a little hot in his head.

Her wet hair wets the white shirt against the skin, and the area on her chest is even more obvious. The shirt is just a little bit above her thighs, and the two thin white legs are exposed like this. This is really a bit...

"How to wear if you can't wear it." Wen Xiaoai's two hands are behind her back, and her two white tender feet are stepped together.

Jun Moyan took a deep breath and looked directly over Wen Xiaoai's head, trying not to look at her.

He went to find his bathrobe and took his shoes.

Fold it back, put the shoes on the ground, and directly wrapped her long bathrobe on her body.

Wen Xiaoai put on the bathrobe cooperatively.

"Put your shoes on."

"Oh." Wen Xiaoai put on the shoes obediently, and looked down at Jun Moyan to tie the band of the bathrobe around her waist for her.

"Why wear two?"

"You don't have anything underneath, so you are not afraid of being watched?" Jun Moyan's tone is very similar to that of parents who are teaching their children to know how to protect themselves.