Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Mo Yan didn't even think about it, and said, "Happy."

"Happy?" Feng Lidan looked at him: "Are you sure? Not afraid? Didn't treat her as a monster?"

"Just happy, except I can't believe it at first." Jun Moyan said affirmatively.

"Are you courageous or receptive?" Feng Lidan looked at Jun Moyan, then shook his head: "No, that silly boy is courageous."

"Looking at you being so entangled, it means that you care about him, why don't you tell him directly." Jun Moyan suggested.

"Where is it? I am different from him and Xiao Ai." Feng Lidan was speechless.

As he was talking, the white clothes came, and when the wind was blowing, he immediately ran over with a smile: "You are here."

Then he called Sheng Jun Mo Yan: "San Shao."

"What's wrong? What's the matter?" Feng Lidan looked at him.

"I'll take you to have afternoon tea. I found a very good shop on the Internet, just over the square yesterday." Baiyi said happily.

Feng Lidan: "Where is the square?"

Bai Yi nodded: "Yes, it's not far, let's go."

Feng Lidan stood up and asked Bai Yi as he walked: "Is it clean? Don't tell me what it is called pure handmade."

"Oh, clean, don't worry." Baiyi followed him.

"Did you ride that thing over?" Feng Lidan looked at the door, but didn't see the little eDonkey.

"No, I'm not sure you are here. I can't ride a battery cart to find you in Wuyuan."

"Then you don't know how to call me on the phone?"

"Can you pick you up?"

Jun Moyan looked at the two who left as they spoke: "..."

Jun Moyan stood up and went upstairs.

Wen Xiaoai fell asleep until dinner time, and when she woke up, she found the little guy sleeping beside her, looking at her.

"An An." Wen Xiaoai called him weakly, and didn't want to say a word when he was tired, especially his two legs were so sore that he didn't have the strength to move.

The little guy looked at Wen Xiaoai. He waited for a long time and didn't wait for his mother to hug him and kiss him. In the past few days, Wen Xiaoai will hug him and kiss him as soon as he wakes up, why not today.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai looking tired, the little guy got up and looked at her worriedly: "Mom."

"Mom and kiss." Wen Xiaoai raised his hand with difficulty and touched the little guy's face.

The little guy moved his **** forward, obediently approached Wen Xiaoai, let Wen Xiaoai kiss her left cheek first, then changed her right cheek, and finally the forehead.

Wen Xiaoai kissed him like this every time, both on the left cheek, right cheek and forehead.

After letting Wen Xiaoai kiss, the little guy smiled embarrassedly.

"Mom eats." Wen Xiaoai has slept for a day, and has not eaten breakfast or lunch. The little guy is afraid that she will be hungry.

"Mom is so tired, I don't want to get up, where's Jun Moyan?" Wen Xiaoai asked the little guy.

Said Cao Cao arrived.

"Dad." The little guy looked at Jun Moyan who walked in.

Then pointed at Jun Moyan with his little finger and told Wen Xiaoai to read: "Mom, Dad."

Wen Xiaoai followed, and then she turned her head back to look at the little guy.

Jun Moyan found that Wen Xiaoai seemed to be angry with him, went to the bed and sat down, reached out and touched her head: "It's dinner."

As expected, Wen Xiaoai ignored him and became emotional.

The little guy didn't notice that they were abnormal. He stretched out his little finger and pointed to the mark on Wen Xiaoai's neck: "Mom."

He has been studying for a long time today, and still feels weird. He doesn't understand why his father painted these wound-like patterns for his mother and still painted them in this place.

Shouldn't it be painted on the forehead or face? Like the little red flower stickers rewarded by kindergarten teachers.