Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Wen Xiaoai was sitting in the bathtub, her waist and legs were sore that she was uncomfortable.

"Jun Mo Yan, I can't sit still." She grievedly looked at Jun Mo Yan.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

"Ok."

"Will it be better with your hands on the bathtub?"

"No, Jun Moyan, come in, hold me and sit."

Jun Moyan clutched the towel tightly: "This...how to wash it?"

"Just wash it like this, you come in and sit behind me, hold me, and I lean on you."

"..."

"My waist and legs are so sore, I can't sit still." Wen Xiaoai said, she was about to get up from the bathroom.

She was really uncomfortable, her back was so sore that she couldn't sit up straight.

"Don't move, I'll come in." Jun Moyan hurriedly stopped her, then took off her shoes, followed into the bathtub, and sat behind Wen Xiaoai.

Reached out to wrap Wen Xiaoai's waist and abdomen, gently hugged her into his arms, and let her sit on his lap.

Wen Xiaoai felt better by relying on him.

"feelling better?"

"Ok."

"Really not showing it to the doctor?"

"No, I don't want people to see me like this."

"Then are you sure it's okay?"

She is not sick, nor can she take medicine.

"Well, it will be fine in two days, Jun Moyan, please help me take a shower, I'm so hungry."

"it is good."

Jun Moyan soaked the towel in his hand and began to wash Wen Xiaoai's body.

At first, the washing in the neck was okay, but after going down, Jun Moyan couldn't start.

Even though I helped Wen Xiaoai wash before, the situation was different at the time.

Although the two met frankly last night, he really dared to be so bold last night because of his wine.

I usually only dare to kiss Wen Xiaoai while she is sleeping.

He was embarrassed now when he thought of the temptation words he said last night.

Especially when I saw the ambiguous traces on Wen Xiaoai's body, I felt that my whole body became hot and dry.

Fortunately, Wen Xiaoai didn't think they were embarrassed like this. As she said before, she had been touched by the light a long time ago.

She really has nothing to cover in front of Jun Moyan.

"Don't just wash my neck." Wen Xiaoai raised his hand and grabbed Jun Moyan's hand holding the towel and placed it directly on his full *******.

She just wants to wash and eat quickly.

Jun Moyan's eyes changed when his fingers touched the *tuan*ruan, holding the towel for a long time without making any movements, and didn't dare to move at all.

"Jun Mo Yan, hurry up." Seeing Jun Mo Yan motionless, Wen Xiaoai couldn't help but urge.

"……it is good."

Jun Mo then moved, grabbing the towel in his hand and scrubbing.

He didn't dare to lower his head at all, because Wen Xiaoai was leaning on her, and as long as he lowered his head from this angle, he could see her completely.

This is really hard to kill.

After a while, Jun Moyan was soaked with sweat, his forehead and face were covered with sweat.

A certain part of the body cannot be suppressed anymore.

Jun Moyan tried to find the topic to divert his attention, thinking that it might feel better.

"Little boy, when you come back this time... when will you leave?"

In fact, he even wanted to ask: Are you leaving this time?

Wen Xiaoai's face stiffened slightly, and the joy in his eyes disappeared instantly.

"I just missed you, so I came to you." Wen Xiaoai lowered his eyes slightly, and his head was filled with the unfeeling words of the patriarch's grandmother.

She didn't understand that the patriarch's grandmother obviously loved her so much, but behind her back, Ye Qi and the Medicine King discussed with them to kill Jun Moyan.

When she heard this, she really felt that the sky had fallen.