Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Why cry again."

Wen Xiaoai was stunned when he heard the sound, his crying stopped, and he wiped away tears indiscriminately, looked at Jun Moyan who appeared in front of him, and hugged him.

"Woo, Jun Moyan, where have you been..."

"I bought you what you like to eat, why did you wash it so quickly?" Jun Moyan raised a hand and touched the back of her head.

She used to bathe very slowly, because she had to play in the bathtub for a long time and sang songs for a long time.

"I thought you left me and went back to Wuyuan by yourself, oooo..."

"Isn't there a cell phone? I just taught you the day before yesterday, and forgot to use it so soon?"

"Woo..."

Wen Xiaoai did not speak, but kept crying while holding him.

People passing by, people on the first floor of the hotel poked their heads to watch the scene at the door.

After Wen Xiaoai was crying almost and his mood stabilized, Jun Moyan took her upstairs again and washed her face with a towel.

Seeing her eyes were swollen from crying, Jun Moyan felt distressed.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

Wen Xiaoai called him, tears welled up again.

Jun Moyan put the towel aside, reached out to hold Wen Xiaoai's face, lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead.

Soothed in a low voice, "Goodbye, stop crying."

"Then do you like me?"

Jun Moyan smiled, bitter and helpless in his smile: "I like it."

"Then would you still want me?"

"will not."

"You are not allowed to lie to others, and you are not allowed to say that again."

"it is good."

Soothing Wen Xiaoai, Jun Moyan asked her to eat outside, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jun Moyan stood under the shower, supported the wall with one hand, lowered his head, closed his eyes, frowned, and let the cold water hit him.

However, no matter how cold the cold water is, it is not as cold as his heart at the moment.

The hand supporting the wall slowly clenched into a fist, just like his heart at the moment, complicated into a ball.

Jun Moyan didn't know how long he stood under the shower. He seemed to think a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

Because when he turned off the shower, he wiped off the water on his body. When he got dressed, his mood was no different from before he entered the bathroom.

Still the same heavy, at a loss, and helpless.

He stood in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally remembered Wen Xiaoai who might be waiting for him outside, so he opened the door.

But saw a small group squatting at the bathroom door.

Seeing the bathroom door opened, Wen Xiaoai quickly stood up.

But because of squatting for too long and getting up too fiercely, I felt dizzy for a moment. As soon as I got up, I fell back.

But more, it is actually because of knee injuries.

Jun Moyan has quick hands and quick eyes, and hastily stepped forward to support Wen Xiaoai who fell backward.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was listless and drowsy, Jun Moyan realized later that he really seemed to have been in the bathroom for a long time.

On the other hand, when he stayed in the bathroom for ten minutes, she called him outside, and this time...

"Why don't you call me?"

Jun Moyan raised his eyes and glanced at the few bags on the low table in front of the sofa that didn't even move.

She didn't even move her favorite food.

"I, I'm afraid you will be angry. I will behave in the future."

Jun Moyan looked at her cautiously, feeling particularly unhappy in his heart.

"You have to remember that you are a princess, and never wronged yourself to please others, because no one is qualified to let you do this, including me."

It is something to be proud of to let a distinguished person give up his self-esteem for you and lower his arrogant head, but if it is the person you love, this kind of compromise will only make you feel distressed.

"Jun Moyan, I don't want to be a princess, I just want to be your little boy."