Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"So small, where do you go?"

"Hand. Not this one, it's the left hand."

"Oh."

Wen Xiaoai changed his hand.

Jun Moyan shook her hand and slowly put the ring he personally picked in the morning towards her ring finger.

His heart beats so fast that his ring hand was shaking slightly.

He was so nervous that he couldn't even breathe. He couldn't see anything on his face, but his heart was like a river surging right now.

Tension, excitement, and excitement filled him, even his pupils were shrinking.

Even when facing life and death before, this has never happened.

What a beautiful, sacred and solemn thing to wear a ring for your beloved one by yourself.

Even if they don’t get any words of blessing at this moment, even Wen Xiaoai, the party concerned, doesn’t even know what the ring represents, but it doesn’t matter. There is a chance to wear the ring for her, even if she can’t stay together. Even if you die, there will be no regrets.

Just wronged the little boy.

"...If you wear it, you won't lose it."

As soon as Jun Moyan spoke, he realized that his throat was so nervous that he was so dumb.

Wen Xiaoai took the hand with the ring and looked in front of him, and asked with a smile.

"Is this the same as the little bell? If I lose it, can you also find me by this?"

"No, but this is as important as the little bell."

Jun Moyan didn't plan to tell Wen Xiaoai what this ring represents now, nor did he tell her that this ring is a pair, and that the other male model is with him.

He hoped that he would have the opportunity to explain the meaning of the ring to her in person, and he hoped that the day when Xiaoguai put another ring on him.

"I know that everything you give me is important. Don't worry, I will never lose them."

Jun Moyan smiled and held her hand with the ring again, two big hands supporting her and one small hand, as if holding it in the palm of his hand. He kept rubbing the ring with his thumb, and his eyes became warm.

"...It's so beautiful." He muttered to himself.

From now on, is Xiao Guai his bride?

Jun Moyan couldn't help smiling when he thought of this, his eyes filled with tenderness and contented happiness.

——

"One step forward, one small step, come on."

"Awesome, little guy, you can recover your ability to leverage."

Baiyi squatted by the bed, constantly cheering on the little gray cat, helping him do physical rehabilitation.

Yesterday, I even struggled to stand up, and I can walk today. Although the walk is very difficult and painful, even if I take two steps, I have to rest for half an hour, but it is always a few steps.

The drunkard said that when he is able to move, he should be rehabilitated, so that recovery will help the body recover.

However, as soon as he boasted, the little gray cat fell on the bed with no support, closed his eyes and rested, still pretending to be painful moans in his little mouth.

"If you stick to it, if you work so hard, you can run and jump in half a month."

Bai Yi knows that rehabilitation is painful, but there is no way.

If you want to heal quickly without any sequelae, just grit your teeth and persist.

"Let’s rest for a while, wait a minute, let’s continue. If you can take another five steps, I will ask your sister Xiaocha to stew the fish soup for you. When you are done, I will find you eight little female cats."

"..."

Feng Lidan, who was resting, heard Bai Yi's unscrupulous words, suddenly opened his eyes, and stared at him anger.

"Eight are not enough? Those ten."