Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

After shouting several times, Wen Xiaoai finally woke up.

"Hmm~" Wen Xiaoai was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyelids, but he heard Jun Moyan's voice in his ears.

"Little boy? Woke up." Jun Moyan called her.

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoai hadn't opened his eyes, but his mouth responded to Jun Moyan first.

Feeling Jun Moyan right in front of him, Wen Xiaoai reached out and fumbled to hug Jun Moyan's neck, Jun Moyan leaned close to her and let her hug.

Wen Xiaoai hugged his neck, buried his small face in Jun Moyan's neck and rubbed it lightly, just like he did when he got up before.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

"Well, I'm here." Jun Moyan responded, grabbing the thin quilt on the bed and throwing it at the little guy.

The little guy who was watching the two with his eyes open by the bed was covered firmly by the thin quilt that suddenly flew.

The little guy hasn't reacted yet, and I don't know why Dad throws the quilt around.

"Wake up, breakfast is cold." Jun Moyan coaxed.

"If you are still sleepy, I will go to bed after breakfast later."

"Don't go to sleep." Wen Xiaoai said, trying to wake herself up.

"Then you take it easy and don't get anxious."

"Hmm..." Wen Xiaoai was drowsy again, she tried to open her eyes to cheer herself up.

She is really sleepy, she wants to sleep, she has no energy.

Wen Xiaoai hugged Jun Moyan, and after a while, he finally became more sober.

"Where am I?" she asked.

The little guy standing by the bed staring at him, his eyes lit up when his mother asked him.

If the two of them ignored him, the little guy probably shed tears.

"An An is here." Jun Moyan said.

"Where is it?" Wen Xiaoai heard the words, let go of Jun Moyan, turned to find the little guy.

Seeing the little guy standing on the side of the bed holding two small hands looking at her, Wen Xiaoai immediately stretched out his hand and called him.

"An An, come up."

The little guy immediately took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.

"Oh, mother's baby." Wen Xiaoai took the little guy who had crawled in front of him into his arms and kissed him.

The little guy was happy immediately.

"Are you awake?" Wen Xiaoai asked the little guy.

"Yeah." The little guy replied.

After lying on the bed holding the little guy for a while, Jun Moyan took him to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Wen Xiaoai sat on the sink, enjoying Jun Moyan's consumption as before.

The little guy stood at the door watching.

Wen Xiaoai stretched out his hand, and the little guy immediately went over and put his little hand into Wen Xiaoai's hand.

Wen Xiaoai held his little hand in his palm.

After washing and changing clothes, the three of them went downstairs.

At the table, Wen Xiaoai ate breakfast alone, accompanied by his father and son, and was fed by Wen Xiaoai from time to time.

"Where is Medicine King? Have you gone back?" Wen Xiaoai asked suddenly.

"No, Bai Yi took it out." Jun Moyan said.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go to play."

Wen Xiaoai nodded and did not ask any more.

After eating breakfast, Wen Xiaoai almost fell asleep again.

The little guy looked worried. He didn't know Wen Xiaoai's situation, but seeing her always drowsy and sick, he was very worried and afraid.

After breakfast, Jun Moyan wanted Wen Xiaoai to go back to the room and go to sleep, fearing that she would be bad for her energy if she held it so.

Wen Xiaoai said that he refused to go, and took the little guy to play on the sofa in the lobby, and talked with the little guy. But after not saying how long, he didn't know when he fell asleep again.

Looking at Wen Xiaoai who was asleep, the little guy squashed his mouth, his eyes were hot, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"Could you tell Uncle Mu Han to take medicine for mother?"

The little guy asked Jun Moyan crying, his voice was full of fear.