Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"I thought you were working overtime again all night." The drunkard rolled over and didn't open his eyes, and said vaguely.

"I didn't go to the company today." Seeing him wake up, Tsing Yi did not tiptoe, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, and lay down directly.

"Then what are you doing?" the alcoholic asked subconsciously.

"I don't know what I did today." Tsing Yi smiled helplessly.

"..."

The drunkard did not answer again, and seemed to fall asleep again.

Tsing Yi didn't bother him anymore, closed his eyes and went to sleep...

Jun Moyan opened the door and turned on the light.

As soon as Wen Xiaoai entered the room, she saw her baby bottle on the bedside table. She ran over to pick up the baby bottle and drank.

Jun Moyan stepped forward quickly and took the milk bottle in her hand: "It's cold, don't drink, be careful of stomach trouble."

"Oh..." Wen Xiaoai made a mouthful.

"Go take a shower first."

"Do you wash for me or do I wash it myself?" Wen Xiaoai asked subconsciously.

After asking this, I didn't feel anything wrong.

However, Jun Moyan's expression was somewhat unnatural.

"I, help you... release the water."

Jun Moyan remembered the scene of helping her take a bath before, and the roots of her ears were a little hot, so she didn't dare to look at Wen Xiaoai's innocent eyes.

He put the bottle aside, turned around and went into the bathroom to fill her with water.

Wen Xiaoai followed to the bathroom door and looked at him through the door frame.

Jun Moyan only remembered that she had no clothes to change when she was in the water.

He went out of the bathroom, returned to the room, opened the closet, and wanted to find a piece of clothing for her, but there was no suitable one.

"You are here waiting for me, I will find Xiaocha."

"I don't want Xiaocha's clothes, I want yours." Wen Xiaoai shook his head.

"You can't wear my clothes."

"can wear."

Wen Xiaoai reached out and took a piece of his white shirt from the closet, and made gestures on himself.

"Look, you can wear it." She likes Jun Moyan's dress.

I thought he looks good before, and she wants to wear it too.

She reached for another pair of black trousers.

"I just wear this."

"You can't wear it." Jun Moyan reached out to take the clothes.

Wen Xiaoai hugged but didn't let go: "I will wear it."

"...I'm going to find Xiaocha."

"Xiaocha is asleep. It is annoying to noisy people to sleep."

Jun Moyan paused: "Then you, just wear these two?"

"It's not cold, do you want to wear a lot of pieces?" Wen Xiaoai looked at the clothes in his arms fondly, and asked without raising his head.

Jun Moyan opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Seeing that he was silent, Wen Xiaoai went into the bathroom directly holding his clothes.

Jun Moyan followed into the bathroom, shut off the water for her, took a new towel, and then went out of the bathroom and closed the door.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the water in the bathtub and couldn't wait to take off his clothes.

Only after taking off did she discover that she forgot to take the little clothes and pants with Jun Moyan...

Forget it, it’s more comfortable to sleep without wearing a diaphragm.

Wen Xiaoai stripped herself completely, and sat in the bathtub excitedly, looking down at her bare, white and tender body, she felt so happy.

Finally recovered.

"Meow~meow~meow~meow~"

Wen Xiaoai slapped the water with excitement a few times, splashing with drops of water...

Jun Moyan, who went downstairs and flushed Wen Xiaoai with milk powder, returned to the room, listening to the meows and the sound of water coming out of the bathroom, his mood was hard to describe. .

Put the baby bottle on the bedside table, took out the cigarette and lighter from the drawer, he came to the balcony door...