Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

He let Wen Xiaoai hug him and rub him, but he remained silent and did not respond.

Finally, when Wen Xiaoai said this sentence for the fifth time, the crying and insecure words made Jun Moyan no longer able to remain silent.

He raised his hand, hugged Wen Xiaoai back, rubbed her head, and said, "Okay."

Hearing that Jun Moyan was finally willing to take her back, Wen Xiaoai burst into laughter, and a heart with nowhere to rest finally settled down.

She immediately let go of Jun Moyan and got off him.

He took his schoolbag on the sofa, then stood up, carried the schoolbag on his back, and looked anxious: "Then let's go."

Jun Moyan smiled and pulled Wen Xiaoai to sit down beside him: "It's too late, we will leave tomorrow."

"It's not too late, we can sleep in the car, and we will be there after a nap, or we should take the plane, which is faster."

Jun Moyan squeezed her face and smiled: "Observe, I'll be here tonight, we'll be back tomorrow morning."

He didn't worry that Ye Qi would chase them, but if fate really treated them so unfairly, then even if he returned to the capital overnight and went to the ends of the world, it would not last long.

Wen Xiaoai really didn't want to stay here for a moment, only the familiar house in Wuyuan and those familiar people could make her feel safe.

And she was also afraid that Jun Moyan would change his mind, afraid that he would leave suddenly without saying hello just like before.

Jun Moyan saw that Wen Xiaoai was worried, so he promised her: "Really, I will be back tomorrow morning. I will let Xiaocha prepare your favorite dishes for you at noon tomorrow."

"Then, do you still rush me back?"

Wen Xiaoai's pitiful little appearance, how can he let him say those cruel things again.

"will not."

Although he still didn't want to stay here and worried that Ye Qi would find it, Wen Xiaoai still compromised and put down his schoolbag.

Jun Moyan never deceives people, saying that he won't. As long as Jun Moyan doesn't drive her away, then even if the patriarch's grandma comes, she will not be taken away.

Wen Xiaoai is such a stubborn temper.

"Are you sure you don't eat so many delicious foods?" Jun Moyan handed her a sip of milk tea again.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the milk tea and couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She was really hard to resist eating.

But still shook his head.

She did seem to eat too much before.

She will eat less in the future, lest Jun Mo Yan can't support her and doesn't like her anymore.

Jun Moyan saw what she was thinking at a glance, and felt distressed and helpless.

This little thing is really so afraid that he doesn't like her?

"If you don't eat, then I will throw it all away."

"Then, then I will eat some."

Wen Xiaoai reached out and took the milk tea from him and drank it.

She cried for a long time, her throat was dry and hoarse, and she was really thirsty.

And everything she ate at night was almost digested, she was already hungry.

Jun Moyan smiled and pushed the food in front of her: "You can eat whatever you want. I can feed another 11 million people like you. You don't have to worry about eating me down. There is no shortage of food at home. money."

"You are only allowed to support me, not to support others."

"I know." Jun Moyan touched her little head.

"You eat too. After eating, we will go to bed and go home tomorrow." Wen Xiaoai pushed the thing in front of him.

Jun Moyan ate some with her, brushed her teeth and rinsed and coaxed her to sleep.

As soon as he lay down, Wen Xiaoai by his side disappeared. A purple light flashed, and a fluffy white ball jumped on his body. The small paw stepped on his chest and came to his neck to lie down.