Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Moyan looked at the little milk cat who didn't dare to look in his arms, even buried his head in his arms, and laughed.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

He came from above with a smile and a petting voice.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai responded with a grievance.

After finishing the cut, Wen Xiaoai sat on the bed, looked at her four tender little paws, and looked at Jun Moyan.

Sure enough, it didn't hurt her, it was almost the same.

Jun Moyan touched its little head: "Well, you go to bed first, I'll take a bath."

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai hugged her bottle and shook her head.

"Are you waiting for me to sleep together?"

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai nodded.

"Then you play by yourself first, I'm going to take a shower."

"Meow~"

Go, go, hurry up~

Jun Moyan took the clothes and went into the bathroom, and Wen Xiaoai sat on the bed drinking milk and waiting for him.

A pair of big dark blue eyes kept staring at the bathroom door.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened and Jun Moyan walked out with his wet black short hair.

As soon as Wen Xiaoai saw that he pushed aside the bottle and ran to the edge of the bed, he jumped on him.

After Jun Moyan came to the bed, Wen Xiaoai jumped directly into his arms.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moyan almost threw out the towel in his hand.

Fortunately, one hand caught it.

This little thing became more and more sticky to him after a few days of separation.

"Meow~" Wen Xiaoai climbed up on his shoulders, grabbed the towel from which he was wiping his hair, and wiped the towel from his hair with two little front paws.

But he can only touch the hair near his ear.

I will wipe it for you.

Jun Mo Yan smiled helplessly: "I'll do it myself."

This little thing, even knowing about Entubao, knew that he wiped his hair.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai tried several times, but finally returned the towel to him.

Sliding his shoulders obediently into his arms, tilted his head up and watched him wipe his hair.

"Meow~"

After tomorrow, I will wipe your hair every day, feed you, and wash you... uh... you should wash your own bath~

After Jun Moyan dried his hair, he hugged Wen Xiaoai to bed.

I am really tired these days.

Because Jun Moyan's energy was inexplicably weak, Wen Xiaoai wanted to sleep on his stomach.

As a result, as soon as she fell asleep, Jun Moyan took her to her pillow.

Jun Moyan looked at the little milk cat sleeping soundly by the pillow, and suddenly moved forward and rubbed its pink and tender nose with the tip of his nose.

After smelling the familiar milk scent on it, I wanted it to sleep on the pillow for one night.

But when I thought that I was unhappy because of changing the position to sleep the first two times, and didn't sleep well, finally Jun Moyan picked it up gently and put it back to his heart.

Then I closed my eyes and went to bed.

The night is getting deeper.

The room was a bit dark, and the faint moonlight spilled into the balcony, making the balcony door a little bright.

There was a man lying on the bed, and on his heart, a little milk cat was sleeping.

This looks a little warm.

Suddenly, the little milk cat rose with a faint purple light, enclosing its entire body.

Wen Xiaoai rolled over, but accidentally rolled directly off Jun Moyan, fell on the bed, and finally fell asleep next to his arm.

Wen Xiaoai, who was wrapped in purple light, was not awakened, but turned over and continued to fall asleep.

The purple light lasted for more than ten seconds, and finally slowly disappeared, followed by a girlish figure that appeared invisible.

I haven't rested for a few days, and Jun Moyan, who was on a plane on his way, was not awakened by the purple light, including the little milk cat who suddenly turned over...