Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

But the next moment, Wen Xiaoai couldn't laugh.

Because she saw where she had been lying on her stomach last night-someone's heart, a pool of water was very glaring.

Because his clothes are light gray, it looks more obvious.

Wen Xiaoai blinked, blushing a little.

Damn, this saliva...

Wen Xiaoai got up and sat on him, looking at Jun Moyan with some guilty conscience.

The two little paws poked at each other uneasily, eyes erratic, like a child doing something wrong waiting to be trained.

From time to time, I glanced at his heart, and then looked at him again.

She didn't mean...

It's happy... it moves its ears and tail, it's guilty and afraid... it pokes its small paws?

Jun Moyan looked at it's excessively cute behavior and did not speak.

Seeing that he was just looking at her but not talking, Wen Xiaoai felt more disturbed and unsure.

Although her eyes were not terrifying, she was still a little scared.

He consciously climbed down from him, sat on the bed, and continued to look at him.

"Meow~"

It's not intentional...

Jun Moyan sat up and glanced at it.

Then got out of bed, took clean clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

Just when Wen Xiaoai thought he was angry and was going to blame her, he was muffled and sounded a little bit of woke up:

"It's not the first time."

Ok?

Not the first time?

What do you mean?

Wen Xiaoai looked at the closed bathroom door and was taken aback.

Remembering yesterday morning, he was gone when she woke up.

Uh... Did you slobber all over him yesterday?

Then he still allows her to sleep on him, doesn't he dislike it?

Wow, this human being is so good.

Seeing that Jun Moyan didn't mean to blame her, Wen Xiaoai suddenly resurrected with blood...

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

After washing, Jun Moyan walked out after changing his clothes.

At a glance, I saw Wen Xiaoai standing at the bathroom door waiting for him.

Seeing him coming out, I was a little excited.

The little paw pointed in the direction of the door, obviously wanting to go out.

Jun Moyan bypassed her, went to the bedside table, and picked up his mobile phone and its milk bottle.

But suddenly I remembered something.

He looked at the balcony and thought of the crow last night.

Then came to the balcony, opened the door, and walked into the balcony.

The place where the crow stood last night, left a few drops of blood, has dried up at the moment, sticking to the white tiles.

Jun Moyan reached out and picked up the black to shiny feather beside the blood drop.

Wei Wei fell into thought.

"Meow~"

It wasn't until Wen Xiaoai's voice sounded that Jun Moyan recovered, put Feather back, and turned around out of the balcony.

The moment the door opened, Wen Xiaoai ran out of the room happily, leaving Jun Moyan behind.

Because the treatment time in the evening was enough, Wen Xiaoai didn't plan to stick to him for a few minutes of treatment time.

"Morning."

Xiaocha looked at Wen Xiaoai who jumped down the stairs, so cute that she wanted to rub it in her arms.

But when he saw the man walking down behind him, the thought disappeared instantly.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai yelled at Xiaocha, seemingly responding.

Xiaocha smiled, then looked at Jun Moyan, suddenly reduced the smile on his face, and said respectfully:

"Morning early."

"Yeah." Jun Mo Yan responded indifferently.

"San Shao, you and... his breakfast is ready and ready for dinner."

"It's called Xiaoguai." Jun Moyan handed the milk bottle in his hand to Xiaocha: "Make milk powder for it."

"Yes."

"Let Tsing Yi go and call the drunkard."

"Ok."