Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Moyan got up and got out of bed, only to see his gun lying on the ground.

Suspiciously picking up Rob, Jun Moyan subconsciously checked the bullet in the magazine.

One is missing.

what happened?

"Little boy, what's the matter with this gun? Why is it here?"

Wen Xiaoai looked at the gun in his hand, her eyes panicked.

She forgot this thing.

"Good... fun, just a little loud."

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan, with a guilty conscience that was uncomfortable.

Hearing her playing with guns, Jun Moyan's heart beat fiercely.

Then he scowled: "This thing is very dangerous, you can't play around, what if you hurt yourself?"

"I won't play anymore." Wen Xiaoai immediately shook his hand, looking obedient.

Seeing her like this, Jun Moyan couldn't say a lesson.

"Fortunately, I didn't hurt myself, otherwise I will punish you severely."

"Don't dare."

"Did Tsing Yi hear the gunshots coming?"

"……Ok."

"How come I don't know how to put the gun away, and why don't I ask someone to clean the room." Jun Moyan accused him, and then put the gun away.

Take the clothes and prepare to take a bath.

"You are good, don't be naughty."

"Good." Wen Xiaoai nodded obediently.

"Papa Papa~"

Feeling someone patting her face, Tsing Yi frowned, then slowly opened her eyes.

When it was clear that the person who slapped him in the face was an alcoholic, the anger and killing intent in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Sit up from the bed and shook his somewhat dizzy head.

"So it was not falling asleep, it was really faint." The alcoholic sat down by the bed.

"Faint? What's wrong with me?" Tsing Yi looked at the drunkard with a dazed expression, not knowing how she passed out.

He clearly remembered that he was checking the information.

The drunkard suddenly approached and looked at Tsing Yi: "You... really don't remember what happened?"

The sudden approach of the drunkard made Tsing Yi's heart beat fiercely. Looking at the face in front of him that was no more than a few centimeters away from him, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and his eyes changed significantly.

"...Don't remember, what happened?"

The drunkard curled his lips, said nothing, and poured a glass of warm water for Tsing Yi.

"You have no problem with your body. You must be too tired recently. Take more rest and don't work so hard."

"Yeah." Tsing Yi answered after taking the water glass.

"By the way, what's the matter with the little girl next to Jun? Is that the owner of the cat?" the drunkard asked casually.

"San Shao said yes."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not very clear." Tsing Yi showed Wen Xiaoai in Jun Mo Yan's bed. After Jun Mo Yan was furious, he let her go for trial, and briefly said about picking her back after following all the way.

"Oh..." The drunkard just said oh after hearing it, and didn't seem to be interested.

"By the way, that cat, why didn't I see it, I still like that little guy."

"San Shao said that Xiaoguai is at Miss Wen's house, don't tell me, I also kind of miss Xiaoguai." Qing Yi smiled.

"Oh."

"Why, do you like cats? How about I get one for you?" Qing Yi said.

"It's okay, I don't like it very much, but the little guy is very beautiful, especially his eyes, which makes people like it."

"Yeah, Xiaoguai is the best-looking cat I have ever seen. I always say what kind of owner raises what kind of pets. I really believe that Miss Wen is the owner of Xiaoguai. She has a very similar temperament and personality. The eyes are all like."

"Yeah, it's really alike, exactly the same."

The drunkard said so meaningfully.