Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Moyan was amused by its behavior, and a small smile was unconsciously evoked at the corner of his mouth.

Wen Xiaoai thought he was dazzled.

He smiled?

By the way, this person seems to have not laughed for five or six days, right?

And every time I laughed it was like an epiphany, so fast that people thought it was an illusion.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai staring at him in a daze, Jun Moyan stretched out his hand to cover his head and rubbed it lightly.

Around seven o'clock, the sky slowly darkened.

The black Maybach slowly drove into a manor that was much larger than Wuyuan.

Inside, there are rockery and flowing water, pavilions, man-made lakes, and European-style buildings on all corners, which are big enough to be used as tourist attractions.

The car circumvented several huge flowerbeds and artificial lakes, and finally stopped in front of the largest and most eye-catching villa in the center of the manor.

The eight large beige round stone pillars in front of the villa are very impressive.

Wen Xiaoai expressed disappointment at this destination.

I thought it was back to where she fell...

"Little boy, go to the Bieyuan where I live with Tsing Yi, don't run around, I'll come to find you later." Jun Moyan picked it up from himself and placed it on the side seat.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai didn't stick to him this time.

She was afraid that he would be disobedient, so he pinched her ear again, anyway, he said, he would go to her later.

Jun Moyan got out of the car and walked straight to the villa.

Tsing Yi turned the steering wheel and drove Wen Xiaoai to Jun Moyan's residence in Jun's house.

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of another villa.

Wen Xiaoai plugged the bottle to Tsing Yi, and then jumped out of the car.

Tsing Yi looked at the milk bottle in his hand, smiled, and took Wen Xiaoai into the villa.

People went to get some food, turned on the TV for Wen Xiaoai, and played cartoons.

"You stay here, you are not allowed to run around, you know, I'm going to find the third master. This place is not as safe as Wuyuan. If you run around, be careful to be caught and feed the wolfdog."

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai replied.

Humph, just know to scare me.

Tsing Yi didn't know if it could understand it, and told the maid to look at it and not to touch it, and then left.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai's good-looking appearance, the maid put Tsing Yi's warning behind as soon as Tsing Yi left, and put her hand in her arms while Wen Xiaoai was not paying attention.

Wen Xiaoai hates others touching her without her permission.

Especially strangers with perfume that she dislikes very much.

Wen Xiaoai struggled in her arms, but the maid still didn't want to let it go, and even wanted to pinch her ears.

But they were all avoided by Wen Xiaoai.

"Meow meow!"

Wen Xiaoai covered her ears and kept screaming at her, her screams getting louder and louder, becoming very irritable.

"The temper is really big."

Seeing Wen Xiaoai resisting her so much, the maid kept shouting, a little angry.

The hand holding its body also increased its strength.

Regardless of whether it hurts or not, I thought it couldn't speak anyway, and no one knew if it hurts.

Wen Xiaoai was so hurt by her that she finally couldn't bear it. When the maid started working again, she directly scratched the back of her hand with blood.

"Ah." The maid had a pain and threw it out.

Wen Xiaoai fell on the sofa, she quickly got up and put away her **** paws.

He gave the pale maid a fierce look, without any pity or hurtful guilt.

Then jumped off the sofa and ran out.

The people told her not to harm human beings, otherwise she would suffer retribution.

She is self-protection, and she has no magic power, so she is not afraid of retribution.