Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Chapter 555: Leave her alone in the hotel

Because of this unexpected situation, the two stayed in the hotel tonight, thinking about waiting for the police to remove them before they go.

On the second day, Jun Moyan watched Wen Xiaoai return home eagerly and seemed impatient to do anything.

So he took her out directly.

Take her out for an afternoon stroll, take her to play, take her to eat, and introduce her to things that are common to them but full of strange things to her.

When Wen Xiaoai saw those fun things, he knew it was not good to bring, but couldn't help but buy a bunch of them, thinking that he must bring them back to the Yaozu to her friends.

Wherever they went, they attracted the envy of countless people.

The way of getting along between the two people is more than a couple in the eyes of others, but in their own eyes it is just a daily life, because their daily life is so sweet~

Had it not been for a little girl selling roses to remind Jun Moyan, Jun Moyan would have forgotten that the relationship between the two had quietly changed because of habit.

Passing the rose in his hand to Wen Xiaoai, Wen Xiaoai reached out to take it, and liked it very much.

After playing for an afternoon, Wen Xiaoai, who was too tired, went back to the hotel to take a shower and fell asleep, without even eating dinner.

Mainly because she ate all afternoon and was not hungry.

Mo Yan, a workaholic demon who couldn't get off his time, sat in front of the computer after Wen Xiaoai fell asleep.

The phone on the desktop began to vibrate.

Looking at the caller ID, Jun Mo Yan hesitated slightly, and finally connected.

"Uncle Ming."

"Sir Jun, why don't you say hello to me when you come to the holy city, so that I can do my best to be a landlord." Uncle Ming's voice came from the phone with a smile.

Although it was a bit unpleasant because of Mr. Bai's affairs before, it was impossible to stay out of touch with each other in the future because of this matter.

"Stop disturbing Uncle Ming, I'll do something here, and I'll leave in these two days."

What kind of power the Bai family is in the holy city, they can know for the first time any bit of trouble, so it is not surprising that Uncle Ming knows that he is in the holy city.

"It's a rare visit. If you don't mind the third youngest, come and sit at my Bai's house. The last thing was that Atang was too impulsive and ignorant. Mr. Bai always apologized for this matter. If it wasn't for the physical inconvenience, he would have personally already I apologized for Atang's visit."

Jun Moyan came with the little girl, not even one of the assistants and subordinates. The two of them played outside in the afternoon. Obviously it was not for official business, so Uncle Ming was so eager to invite.

If it were replaced by someone else, Jun Moyan would definitely refuse directly, but this person is Uncle Ming, so Jun Moyan is really not good at giving him this face.

After hesitating for a while, Jun Moyan still agreed.

Seeing Jun Moyan agreed, Uncle Ming was very happy: "Well, I happen to have someone near your hotel. I will let him pick you up immediately, and he will be downstairs at your hotel in ten minutes."

"Ok."

Jun Moyan hung up the phone, turned off the computer, then got up and went to the bed, looking at Wen Xiaoai who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Bend over, stretched out her hand to lift the hair that covered her face, and stroked her small face with a warm big hand.

Jun Moyan leaned down and slowly approached her.

The forehead touched her forehead, the tip of the nose touched the tip of her nose and nudged it lightly.

After smelling the familiar and pleasant milk scent for a while, he left with satisfaction.

It's not far from Bai's house. It's only seven o'clock, and he can be back at about ten, so he doesn't plan to wake up Wen Xiaoai.

However, less than an hour after Jun Moyan left, Wen Xiaoai woke up.

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