Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Moyan looked at the little guy in his arms who didn't know where he was going next, just like the little guy who didn't know that he was going for an injection, his heart hurt again.

The first time he took the little guy out, Jun Moyan was worried that he would be cold, so he wore two more clothes for him, and the air conditioner in the car was not turned on, completely ignoring the hot weather.

The little guy was so hot that his forehead was sweating, a thin layer of sweat was on his little nose, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

He hummed uncomfortably, unable to stay in Jun Moyan's arms, very restless.

Helpless Jun Moyan just wiped the sweat on the little guy, but didn't take off his clothes.

The little guy is getting more and more uncomfortable, and Jun Moyan, who has been distressed about the little guy's injection, is not calm as he gets closer to the hospital.

He coaxed the little guy in his arms all the way.

This train is uncomfortable.

There were a lot of people in line, and everyone came and went with a child, and the cry of the child spread.

Jun Mo Yan, who just became a father, could not hear these hysterical crying.

Watching the needle hit the child’s immature arm, the parents and nurse held the child who was screaming together. He immediately blocked the little guy’s face with one palm and carefully put the little guy’s head into his arms. Protect, don't let the little guy watch.

The child's cry made Jun Moyan frown.

The little guy in his arms seemed to be frightened by the cry of the child. With the strong smell of disinfectant and the unfamiliar environment, the always well-behaved little guy moved restlessly, and then burst into tears.

Jun Mo Yan immediately looked at the little guy in his arms and coaxed nervously.

"Oh ~ An'an don't cry, An'an doesn't cry."

The little guy cried louder and louder, and bean big tears rolled down one by one.

Jun Moyan, who was not willing to let the little guy come to get an injection, saw that this situation could not last any longer, and turned around holding the little guy and left.

An'an has two bloodlines: the soul-suppressing beast and the cat demon. What kind of disease cannot be prevented and what kind of vaccine is needed.

Jun Moyan immediately made up his mind to take care of the little guy thousands of times, not to let him have a little cold, and never let him suffer from an injection.

Tsing Yi originally thought that Jun Moyan was carrying the little guy out to get some breath, but he didn't expect that Jun Moyan would walk to the side of the car, pull the car door and sit in.

"Three young masters, don't fight?" Tsing Yi asked.

"Don't fight." Jun Moyan affirmed.

"An An doesn't cry or cry, if you don't fight or fight, we won't get an injection." Jun Moyan hurriedly coaxed the crying little guy.

Seeing the little guy crying like this, Tsing Yi naturally couldn't bear to persuade him, and immediately got in the car and drove back the same way.

The crying little guy who was already too hot was even more sweaty, the more he cried, the hotter he cried, the more uncomfortable he cried, the crying in Jun Moyan's arms, no matter how much Jun Moyan coaxed.

"What's wrong with this young master? Why is he crying all the time?" Tsing Yi asked worriedly.

The little guy cried hoarse, his face flushed, and Jun Moyan's heart was panicked from crying, thinking that he was scared just now.

"Go ahead and park under the shade of the trees," Jun Moyan said.

Tsing Yi quickly drove the car into the shade of the tree, and then stopped.

Jun Moyan hugged the little guy and got out of the car, thinking that the little guy might not be suitable for riding.

"Is the young master too hot? Sweat so much, why don't you take off a piece of clothing and try?" Tsing Yi guessed seeing the little guy crying profusely.

Jun Moyan looked at the little guy, and then re-entered the car with the child in his arms. While comforting, he took off some clothes for the little guy and asked Tsing Yi to turn on the air conditioner.