Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"You are a little boy, and I am Jun Moyan. Of course, you like me and you like others."

Xiaoguai belongs to him alone, he likes others, but he can only like him the most.

If you like him and others the same way, what is the difference between his position in Xiaoguai's heart and others.

"Is that so?" Wen Xiaoai still felt that it was more than that.

She used to think that if she liked it, she liked it, and if she didn't like it, she didn't.

When she used to tell Jun Moyan that she liked and loved, she only felt happy, but now she said she would blush, a little shy, and her little heart thumped so fast~

Never before.

And now that she sees Jun Moyan, she wants to kiss him.

Because of this kind of behavior that is more intimate than anything else, she wants to do it to him.

"Ok."

Jun Moyan, who has always been suspicious, likes to think about things complicated. At this moment, he just wants to be that simple.

He couldn't understand his feelings for Xiaoguai himself now, and if Xiaoguai changed to him and became less purely like and dependent, then he would only fall into a deeper entanglement.

"Then what kind of like do you like me?" Wen Xiaoai asked back.

Jun Moyan became a little nervous with the curious and expectant look in Shang Wen Xiaoai, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

If you change to the previous one, it must be Jun Moyan's love for Xiaoguai.

But now... it is Jun Moyan's love for Xiao Ai.

Seeing Jun Moyan seemingly difficult to answer, Wen Xiaoai said: "Is it the same as I like yours?"

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai, the corners of his lips moved slightly, he wanted to say something, but in the end he simply responded, "...Um."

"Really?" Wen Xiaoai was a little excited.

"Yeah." Jun Moyan didn't dare to look directly at Wen Xiaoai's clear eyes.

Wen Xiaoai happily embraced Jun Moyan's pillow and rolled back and forth twice excitedly.

Then he hugged the pillow, covered his face, and looked at Jun Moyan on the screen. There were stars in his eyes.

The two were lying on the bed like this, looking at each other across the screen.

Wen Xiaoai calmed down and asked, "Jun Moyan, what are you doing over there? Is there anything important? Can I help you?"

"It has been resolved, and I will be back when the things are delivered."

"Okay." Wen Xiaoai is not interested in what Jun Moyan sends, because there are so many things here that she doesn't know what they are.

Maybe Jun Moyan didn't understand what she said.

Anyway, he can solve it, and it would be nice to be back sooner.

The two chatted one after another, most of them were Wen Xiaoai talking, and Jun Moyan was listening carefully.

The night is getting deeper,

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai who had fallen asleep on the screen, his eyes gradually softened.

Reached out and stroked Wen Xiaoai's face on the screen with fingertips.

The scene of him kissing her secretly that night appeared again...

The heart beat fiercely, and the fingers flexed unconsciously.

Jun Moyan retracted his hand and looked at her quietly like this, his eyes lightened and darkened, seeming to reflect his equally fluctuating and complicated mood.

When Wen Xiaoai got up the next day, she found that the computer had been kicked to the ground by her and the screen did not turn on.

She quickly got up and ran out of the room to find Xiaocha.

Hearing Xiaocha said that the battery is out, Wen Xiaoai asked anxiously: "Will there be anything wrong with Jun Moyan? Will he be locked in and unable to get out?"