Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Jun Moyan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears for her.

Looking so pitiful and scared to the point, Jun Moyan's whole heart was pulled together.

Why didn't she grow up so late? Why didn't her patriarch's grandmother teach others? Suddenly... she must be frightened.

But he didn't quite understand, he didn't know how to tell her.

Soon, Xiaocha came up, and he looked unclear when he saw the scene in the room.

"San Shao, you call me?" Xiaocha looked a little strange when she saw Wen Xiaoai crying constantly on the bed.

"What's wrong with Miss Wen?"

"Xiaocha, I'm dying, I won't be able to eat the food you cooked in the future." Wen Xiaoai now sees an acquaintance and feels uncomfortable.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Xiaocha looked dumbfounded.

Okay, why are you dying?

"Don't talk nonsense, you won't die."

Jun Moyan straightened up and looked at Xiaocha, with an unnatural expression on his face: "Xiao Ai, she...in her menstrual period, she still doesn't understand this, you teach him."

"..." Xiaocha blinked, tilted her head in a daze, looked at Wen Xiaoai who was blocked by Jun Moyan, saw Wen Xiaoai's pants and sheets, and couldn't help but blush after reacting. .

Most of the reason for this blushing is of course that the big man Jun Moyan is also here.

"I, I'll get something and come back soon." Xiaocha responded quickly and ran out of the room after saying this.

"Jun Moyan, what is the menstrual period?"

"That's...in a while Xiaocha will tell you." Jun Moyan took Wen Xiaoai's shoes, then bent over and picked her up carefully.

"Are you going to bury me?" Wen Xiaoai put his arms around Jun Moyan's neck, looked at him, grieved, and his tears fell.

She's not dead yet, can't you stop burying it so fast...If the blood doesn't drain, can she continue her life?

"You're fine, you won't die."

"really?"

"Ok."

Jun Moyan hugged her into the bathroom, put her on the floor, and asked her to wear shoes.

Wen Xiaoai moved slightly awkwardly, put his shoes on, and stood still holding his two small hands, not daring to move.

"But what should I do if I am still bleeding..."

"The little tea will tell you later, it's okay."

After a while, Xiaocha came back and ran to the bathroom door, with both hands behind him, looking at Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan didn't say anything else, and consciously left the bathroom.

"Jun Moyan, where are you going? You don't care about me?" Wen Xiaoai subconsciously wanted to step forward to catch him, but didn't dare to move.

"I'm waiting for you outside."

Wen Xiaoai wanted to say something. Xiaocha put her finger to her lips and made a silent gesture to her.

"Shhh, don't talk."

Wen Xiaoai closed his mouth subconsciously.

Jun Moyan went directly out of the room and waited on the corridor outside the room.

After thinking about it, I took out my mobile phone Baidu and learned some knowledge about this.

I found a lot of things to pay attention to.

Tsing Yi, who still didn't know what happened, was afraid to walk away. He waited on the first floor and saw Jun Moyan in the corridor. Tsing Yi walked up and wanted to ask what was going on.

"Three young masters, is Miss Wen okay?"

"It's okay." Jun Moyan put away the phone.

Originally, the mood had just calmed down, and when he heard the question again, his face immediately became a little unnatural.

Seeing Jun Mo, Yan refused to say more, although it was still strange, but it was difficult to ask more.

"You send someone to buy more sweets and brown sugar."

"Okay." Hearing whether it was bought for food or sweet, Tsing Yi knew it must be for Wen Xiaoai.