Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Because I was too scared and nervous, I accidentally stepped on the empty stairs halfway down and fell straight down.

"Meow."

Wen Xiaoai's head fell so hard that tears came out.

She got up and sat on the ground, her little paw kept touching her little head that was sore.

The pain made her meow.

A figure walked in at the door, and Wen Xiaoai saw the man as if he had seen a savior, ignoring the pain in his head, and ran directly towards him.

Bai Yi looked at Wen Xiaoai who was coming straight to him, her calf trembled, and without thinking about it, she turned and ran out.

"Meow meow meow."

You coward, stop for me, don't run.

Wen Xiaoai used all her milk-feeding energy, and when Bai Yi just turned around and ran out of the villa, she blocked him directly.

Because he was running too fast, he didn't stop the car for a while and hit the ground directly.

Wen Xiaoai was about to toss and cry.

"You, are you okay?" Bai Yi was a little worried, but didn't dare to step forward.

The cat is very weird, and he is a little scared.

Wen Xiaoai got up, patted the dust on his face indiscriminately, and yelled at him eagerly.

"Meow meow meow."

Bai Yi looked at the little milk cat who was blocking him, which became more and more fierce. He couldn't help swallowing, and moved aside, ready to change lanes at any time.

I wondered why this cat liked him so much, last time, and this time too, not at all like the cute, smart and obedient look in Tsing Yi's mouth.

"Meow meow meow."

Wen Xiaoai yelled at him, and kept pointing at the villa with his small paws.

"What are you doing? Are you hungry?"

"Meow meow." Wen Xiaoai rushed forward, grabbed the white trousers and pulled into the villa.

"Hey, if you have something to say, it's too much to do it, let go of me." Bai Yi really wanted to take off his pants and ran away.

Wen Xiaoai kept pulling him to drag him into the villa, but her current strength could not move the white clothes.

"Meow meow."

Wen Xiaoai yelled at him while pulling him, tears streaming out.

Bai Yi noticed something was wrong, he glanced at the villa and asked Wen Xiaoai: "The third master asked you to come to me?"

"Meow." Wen Xiaoai nodded.

Seeing it's teary eyes, the white robe frowned, and asked with some uncertainty, "Something happened to the third master?"

"Meow meow meow." Wen Xiaoai nodded repeatedly.

Bai Yi was shocked, not knowing where he was courageous, bent over and picked up Wen Xiaoai, rushed into the villa with his legs, and went up to the second floor.

When I came to the entrance of the study, I saw Jun Moyan who was lying on the desk and his face turned scary.

"San Shao? San Shao?" Bai Yi pushed him. Seeing that he didn't respond, he immediately picked Jun Moyan on his back and walked out of the study quickly...

hospital--

"Don't worry, don't worry, he's okay." The drunkard sat aside, leaning Erlang's legs.

"It's okay, how could the third young master faint suddenly?" The white clothes circled the hospital bed in a hurry.

"How do I know? When he wakes up and ask if he doesn't, he will know." The drunkard rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you a famous doctor?"

"Famous doctors, famous doctors, I can only treat him if he is sick, and he is fine."

Uh... it seems reasonable.

Bai Yi was a little embarrassed.

"When will the three young masters wake up?"

"It's almost there."

Tsing Yi on the side was looking for something with a tablet. What was displayed on the screen were all corners of Wuyuan.

Sanshao had no physical illness, but fainted inexplicably.

This made Tsing Yi wonder if it was the red-eyed crow.