Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Wen Xiaoai's soft and glutinous coquettish voice made Jun Moyan unable to teach him at all.

This little girl is made of sugar, the kind that can sweeten people.

Jun Moyan raised his hand and rubbed the back of her head, and said helplessly: "You really can't help it."

"Yeah, you know that Jun Moyan loves me the most." Wen Xiaoai, who got permission, immediately let go of Jun Moyan, squatting in front of the sofa and opening the cake he was thinking of.

"Jun Moyan, come and eat together." Wen Xiaoai didn't forget to call Jun Moyan together while eating.

"I don't like to eat these." Jun Moyan sat down on the sofa and looked at her happily eating, his eyes softened.

"Then I will eat it myself."

"Don't eat too much, I have to eat later."

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai nodded.

He was also really obedient, saying that a few mouthfuls would be a few mouthfuls. After the mouth addiction, he accompanied Jun Moyan to dinner.

No way, if she is not obedient, what will happen next time Jun Moyan refuses to buy her?

In the afternoon, Jun Moyan was working in the study, and Wen Xiaoai wanted to sit in his arms, but it would be difficult for him to work.

So I took the small stool that Tsing Yi bought for her before, sat next to him, ate a lollipop, then hugged one of his legs, and fell asleep on his legs.

Jun Moyan took her back to the room after she fell asleep, but Wen Xiaoai was a little unhappy when she woke up.

Said that she would not hug her next time, she would sleep on his lap.

Jun Moyan thought she was sticking to him, so he nodded and let her fall asleep on his lap.

This is how Wen Xiaoai spent the past few days in the study with him.

Jun Moyan was originally worried that she would make a fuss because she was too bored, but he didn't expect Wen Xiaoai to be more patient than him.

However, Jun Moyan didn't know that Wen Xiaoai was quietly repairing the inner alchemy.

"...Jun Mo Yan." Wen Xiaoai, who had just woke up on his lap, yawned and sat up straight.

"What's the matter?" Jun Moyan put down what was in his hands, looked at her, raised his hand and touched her little head.

Wen Xiaoai stood up and sat in his arms.

Jun Moyan subconsciously reached out and hugged her.

After several days of getting along, he has slowly adapted to the way he gets along with her.

Wen Xiaoai's limp body leaned against him, put his arms around his neck, and rubbed his neck lazily.

Jun Moyan reached out and took the milk bottle on the table. Seeing that it was still warm, he handed it to her: "Are you still awake?"

Wen Xiaoai didn't pick up the bottle, and took two sips with his hand holding the bottle, then pushed it away.

"Jun Moyan, are you tired?"

"Not tired."

"I'm not tired from work every day, I'm tired every day when I sleep." Wen Xiaoai stretched out.

"If you feel bored, I will take you out tonight."

"Where are you going?" Wen Xiaoai got excited when he heard it.

"Don't you blame me for not taking you to the last banquet, taking you tonight."

banquet?

The joy just now disappeared suddenly, Wen Xiaoai leaned back in Jun Mo Yan's arms a little bit, "No."

"Don't you want to go?"

"The last banquet was so boring, there were bad women, and there was nothing to eat, so I don't want to go."

"This time is different from last time. This time I went to Shangguan's house."

"That pesky?" I haven't seen that pesky for a while.

"Hooky? Shangguan?"

"It's him, a liar, who speaks ill of me behind his back and tells you not to support me."

"Heh..." Jun Moyan laughed dumbly, thinking that this little thing really holds grudges.

"So when you see him in the future, stay away from him. He is not a good person."