Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Ten minutes later, when the alcoholic was about to fall asleep, Tsing Yi came in with a bowl of noodles.

The drunkard got out of bed without waiting for Tsing Yi to shout at the scent, and then couldn't wait to take it from Tsing Yi: "I'm starving, I'm starving."

"Be careful." Tsing Yi shook his head helplessly, took the book and lay back on the bed to watch.

"The craftsmanship is getting better and better. If any girl can marry you in the future, she will definitely have a good taste." The drunkard did not forget to praise her after eating.

Tsing Yi glanced at the drunkard sitting at the table eating upright, a seemingly nonchalant smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and continued reading without reply...

the next day--

Wen Xiaoai woke up from Jun Moyan's pillow, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the handsome face of the man close at hand.

The warm breath he exhaled sprayed on her face, and the good smell of the man made her heart beat faster.

Wen Xiaoai couldn't help swallowing.

This person is really good to see some fouls.

Feeling his big hands still covering her belly, and thinking of him rubbing her belly all night last night, Wen Xiaoai was moved a little... and blushed.

Jun Moyan opened his eyes and faced a pair of big deep blue eyes that were as bright as the sea of ​​stars but so clear that they could understand her thoughts at a glance.

"Woke up?"

When he just woke up, his voice was somewhat lazy and muffled. It was as refreshing and sultry as red wine.

Wen Xiaoai was startled when he suddenly opened his eyes, and then softly replied: "Meow~"

"Is the stomach still uncomfortable?"

I don't know if it was Wen Xiaoai's illusion, she felt that she had just woke him up...very gentle.

Not only the sound, but also the eyes, and even the lines of the facial features are much softer than usual.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai's two small paws landed on the back of the big hand on his stomach and patted gently.

Jun Moyan retracted his hand and sat up.

Wen Xiaoai climbed up, jumped into his arms briskly, nudged his sturdy abdomen, and screamed coquettishly.

"Meow~"

Jun Moyan touched its little head, especially like listening to its little milk.

"You can't be so greedy next time."

"Meow~"

Jun Moyan teased it for a while, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash.

Before entering the bathroom, he opened the door for Wen Xiaoai, and Wen Xiaoai slipped out of the room without waiting for Jun Moyan...

"Little boy, early." Tsing Yi carried a few bags and walked in, looking at Wen Xiaoai who was jumping downstairs.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai responded.

"Come here and see what I bought for you." Tsing Yi put the bags in his hand on several cases.

Wen Xiaoai jumped on the sofa, then jumped on a few more cases, a little curious about what Tsing Yi bought for her.

"Here, new baby bottle." Tsing Yi took out a pink and white baby bottle, and Wen Xiaoai immediately hugged it in his arms.

"The stuffed toy I bought for you, I don't know what you like, just pick a few, you should like it."

Tsing Yi piled several soft toys in front of Wen Xiaoai, and then took out a pile of snacks.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the pile of plush toys beside him, and finally was more interested in the snacks in Tsing Yi's hands.

"Don't eat potato chips, these are easier to digest." He opened a bag as he said, took one and put it to Wen Xiaoai's mouth.

Wen Xiaoai smelled it and felt pretty good.

Seeing that it likes to eat, Tsing Yi smiled.

Finally, mysteriously took out a small bracelet from his pocket and shook it in front of Wen Xiaoai.