Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"I should ask you this, if you don't take a good bath and go to sleep, how come you fainted here? Are you injured? Where is the injury?"

"I'm fine." Wen Xiaoai got up from Jun Moyan's arms and sat on the ground, looking at the strange environment around him, a little strange.

"Why am I here? Where is this?"

Isn't she saving people? Why are you here?

Seeing Wen Xiaoai's blank face, Jun Mo Yan frowned, "Did something happen?"

"No." Wen Xiaoai shook his head.

"Then why did you pass out here?"

"I, I..." Wen Xiaoai struggled a bit, and finally explained honestly.

"I went to save people, and then I might have lost my way." Wen Xiaoai didn't remember it clearly. It should have been after saving people. When he returned to Wuyuan, he was so tired that he was fainted.

"Save people?"

Jun Moyan remembered that it was not very far from the hotel where Mr. Bai lived.

"White Sea?"

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoai nodded.

Jun Moyan was a little angry.

"Save me and save myself?"

Seeing Jun Moyan's complexion a little unpleasant, and faintly angry, Wen Xiaoai felt a little guilty.

The little hand grabbed his clothes, and the grieved little milk sounded.

"Jun Moyan, it's cold on the ground."

When Jun Moyan saw her like this, his heart suddenly softened, and he reached out to help her from the ground.

As soon as he stood up, Wen Xiaoai stretched out his hand and hugged one of his arms, leaning against him.

She is so tired.

The next time you save people, you will still do what you can, and you can't do that. If you show up in front of others, it will be troublesome.

"Why is your complexion so bad? Is it uncomfortable?" Jun Moyan reached out and touched her forehead, very worried.

"It's okay, just a little tired."

Jun Mo Yan, who was initially a little angry, saw her doing this, and all that was left was distressed.

"Don't do this in the future, there is no need to ruin yourself for some irrelevant people."

"The patriarch's grandmother said that saving people is a good thing, and I am very happy in my heart." Wen Xiaoai smiled and said, thinking that he saved people and was a grandfather like the patriarch's grandmother, and she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.

Who said she can only be naughty, she will save people and do good deeds.

Jun Moyan looked at her clean smiling face, wondering whether she should encourage her to maintain this kindness.

Kindness is good, but only if you don’t hurt yourself.

If she makes herself so embarrassed every time she saves someone, then he would rather her be a cruel person.

"There are so many people in need in the world. Do you want to help one by one?"

"I can't help if I don't meet it, but if I do, I still have to help. I can't stand by and watch."

"Just give yourself a lot of virtue. If I do bad things in the future, I might get less retribution."

Wen Xiaoai smiled.

"..." Jun Moyan looked at her pale little face and said nothing.

Crouched down in front of her: "Come up."

Wen Xiaoai smiled, lay on his back, put his arms around his neck, and rested his chin on his shoulders.

After the two had left a certain distance, two black figures appeared by the lake.

"Master, do you really want to keep your wife with that person?" Ye Yin asked the man beside him, looking at the back of the two leaving.

The man clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth squeezed, his eyes fixed on Wen Xiaoai who was lying on Jun Moyan's back.

Thinking of bringing Ying'er to his side by himself, he wanted to tear himself apart.