Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Seeing that Jun Moyan's face was normal, and there was nothing wrong, Wen Xiaoai said aggrieved: "Is it because I kissed too much, so you are not happy?"

"No."

Hearing him say no, Wen Xiaoai's eyes suddenly sparkled.

"That's very happy?"

"..."

"Is it?"

"..."

Seeing Wen Xiaoai waiting for his answer expectantly, Jun Moyan's lips moved slightly: "...um."

"I'm happy too." Wen Xiaoai rubbed Jun Moyan's face with his little cheek excitedly.

"I will kiss every day from now on, so much so that we are all happy~"

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was not entangled with what happened yesterday, Jun Moyan was relieved a lot.

In fact, he knew that she couldn't stop caring so soon, she must still have lingering fears, and she was still afraid, but she didn't and didn't want to show it again.

Sometimes it is said that she is not sensible, but sometimes, she is also sensible.

Jun Moyan raised his hand and touched her little head.

"Jun Moyan, do you want to get up?"

"How about you?"

"I don't think about it yet. I want to lie down on you for a while." Wen Xiaoai's ear was close to his heart, and he liked his strong heartbeat very much.

"Then go on your stomach."

"Hmm~"

Jun Moyan looked at the ceiling with complicated eyes, not knowing what was thinking in his heart, and his mood gradually decreased.

He spoke suddenly and called her softly.

"Little boy?"

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I just want to call you."

"Jun Mo Yan?"

"Ok?"

"Hehe, it's okay, I want to call you too."

Jun Mo Yan smiled and rubbed her hair with the big hand covering her head.

Suddenly something came to mind.

"Little boy, I have forgotten to ask you, do you really have nine lives?"

"Yes, my people have nine lives." Wen Xiaoai said proudly.

"Then how many lives do you have now?"

"There are six more."

"Six?" Jun Mo frowned, "Except for the first time we met, have you died twice?"

"Ok."

"When? Why are you so careless?"

"Because it's too naughty, I want to die by myself..." Wen Xiaoai was a little embarrassed.

"..." Jun Moyan was really angry and distressed: "Be careful from now on, don't make trouble with your life."

"Don't worry, I still have six lives, and I can live a long, long time."

I can live a long, long time.

Wen Xiaoai's words kept echoing in Jun Moyan's mind.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and his expression was a little sad, and his eyes seemed to be covered with mist.

"Yeah, you can live a long, long time."

But I can't...

Jun Moyan, who has always been indifferent to life and death, has been afraid of this incident after he became responsible for Wen Xiaoai.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that after he died, she would be sad, sad, and could not take care of herself.

Wen Xiaoai heard the sadness in Jun Moyan's words, and thought of what the drunkard said, they can only live for a hundred years.

Wen Xiaoai moved up slightly, put his arms around Jun Moyan's neck, and Jun Moyan raised his head in cooperation.

Wen Xiaoai put his arms around his neck, rubbed his face against his chin, and said in a comforting tone.

"Jun Moyan, don't be sad, even if you can only live for a hundred years, it doesn't matter, I will wait for you to be reincarnated in Wuyuan."

"After you come back from reincarnation, I will wait for you to grow up and become Jun Moyan, and we can be together again."

"And I can take care of you when you were a baby, right?"