Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Wen Xiaoai looked crazy, completely missing Jun Moyan, who was usually calm and calm, and was a little frightened.

Jun Moyan saw that Wen Xiaoai was scared, and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

Wrap her clothes again.

"Not afraid, not afraid."

Jun Moyan hugged her tightly, his voice trembled uncontrollably, and the fear in his heart was no less than Wen Xiaoai.

As the car drove back to Wuyuan, Jun Moyan held her tightly.

As soon as the car stopped at the gate of the villa, Jun Moyan got out of the car holding Wen Xiaoai, quickly entered the villa upstairs, and returned to the room.

After entering the bathroom, Jun Moyan couldn't wait for a bathtub full of water to wash her, and directly put Wen Xiaoai on the ground.

Seeing that she could not stand firmly, Jun Moyan thought she was frightened, so he wrapped her arms around her waist and supported her body.

Pulling off the clothes wrapped around her, Jun Moyan opened the shower, and then began to take off her torn clothes and underwear. He tried not to look at the large marks on her shoulders.

He was afraid that he would be unable to control himself.

What is the difference between men and women, what little boy is a child, these are all left behind by him, he just wants to wash her clean.

He didn't allow her to smell of others.

Soon, Wen Xiaoai's clothes were stripped off, Jun Moyan took the towel to wet, and washed her shoulders over and over again.

But the marks on her shoulders became more and more obvious. The skin around her shoulders was red, and the skin was rubbed in several places.

Jun Moyan wanted to kill someone.

"Jun Moyan, so dirty..."

Wen Xiaoai was wet all over, with wet hair sticking to her face, and her eyes were a bit unable to open.

"It's dirty..."

Wen Xiaoai's words stimulated Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan took Wen Xiaoai into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her shoulder fiercely, leaving his marks on her shoulders.

"...Jun Moyan, what are you doing."

Wen Xiaoai's shoulder was a little bit painful, Jun Moyan didn't know the severity, and the pain caused her tears to come out again.

Jun Moyan didn't reply, and the arms holding her body tightened constantly, wishing to rub her into his body so that she could never leave him again.

"pain……"

Jun Moyan stopped until Wen Xiaoai couldn't stand it and cried out in a grievance, and hugged Wen Xiaoai tightly, panting slightly in her ear.

"You are mine, you are mine."

"No one can touch you, no."

In his heart, Xiao Guai is the cleanest, he is alone, he does not allow anyone to defile.

He forbids her to take things that other men have taken.

What's more, Jun Wuhao was tainted.

"Woo..."

Wen Xiaoai did not speak, but felt extremely wronged in his heart, and leaned on Jun Moyan's chest and cried quietly.

Since childhood, she has never suffered such humiliation and grievance, and has never been so afraid and desperate.

"Stop crying, it's okay."

Jun Moyan kissed her wet hair and finally calmed down.

After comforting Wen Xiaoai, he carried her into the bathtub and let her bathe with water.

Wen Xiaoai's body was so painful that he could only hold the edge of the bathtub with both hands and let Jun Moyan wash her.

"Jun Mo Yan..." Wen Xiaoai's voice trembled, and there was still a cry in her voice.

"I'm here." Jun Mo Yan answered and continued to wash her.

Hearing Jun Moyan's voice, Wen Xiaoai felt relieved.

After helping her wash, Jun Moyan took Wen Xiaoai wrapped in a bath towel out of the bathroom.