Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Okay, I'll call them to come over right away, right away, hold on to it..."

Wen Xiaoai took out his mobile phone from Jun Moyan's pocket, entered his mobile phone's unlock password, and turned on the screen smoothly.

The two mobile phone lock screen passwords are the same.

Wen Xiaoai dialed the number in an unfamiliar place, looking at the rows of contact names, she didn't know a word.

"Jun Moyan, which one is Tsing Yi?"

Wen Xiaoai was holding the phone in his blood-stained hands, shaking with fear and tears in his eyes.

"..."

However, Jun Moyan did not answer her words.

Wen Xiaoai looked up, but saw Jun Moyan closed his eyes, leaning on the car seat, motionless.

His eyebrows were frowning from the pain, and his blue-gray face was full of painful expressions, as if poisoned.

"Jun Moyan, don't sleep, I'm scared by myself..."

Seeing Jun Moyan fainted, Wen Xiaoai became even more anxious and more frightened. She wiped her tears and rubbed the blood on her face.

No way, she could only try to dial the first mobile phone number, thinking about finding one by one.

But she didn't know that the first number was her own.

The phone rang, but no one answered it until it hung up automatically.

Wen Xiaoai took the phone away from her ear and wiped away the tears that had stuck her eyes. Only then did she look down on the series of numbers and remarks a little familiar, and then realized that this was her own number.

At this moment, Wen Xiaoai really hated why he didn't learn to read well.

Wen Xiaoai badly blamed herself for uselessness, and immediately dialed the second number.

However, like the first one, there is no one to answer this number.

Wen Xiaoai was impatient and impatient, and wanted to drop the phone.

If she didn't know the way back to Wuyuan, she would take Jun Moyan back by herself.

Wen Xiaoai bit her lip, patiently, and dialed the third number.

This time it was quickly connected.

It's not the voice of hope.

"Call me at night and make a groan."

Wen Xiaoai was crying with sweat and tears on his face. He couldn't calm down, thinking about the sentence Jun Moyan just said, "Looking for Qingyi", so I heard At the moment Shangguanyu voiced her voice, she didn't even think about it, she just hung up the phone, and didn't even think about following Shangguanyu for help.

Shangguan Yu was left with a bewildered look on the phone.

Shangguanyu blinked, got up from the bed with a yawn, grabbed the messy short hair, and dialed the phone back, but no one answered him, and the other party was still on the phone.

"Wrong number?"

It shouldn't.

Although Jun Moyan said few words, even if he made a mistake, he would at least say hello, lest the other party thinks something is wrong and calls back.

And Jun Moyan knows that he talks a lot, even if he makes a mistake, he will still talk nonsense with him considering his chatty character.

Could it be that the younger siblings are playing with Jun Moyan mobile phone?

When thinking of Wen Xiaoai, Shangguanyu thinks of the **** Jun Moyan said.

Shangguan Yu patted his brain.

"This surnamed Jun, shouldn't he be angry with that **** and want to call me to tell me, but I am afraid that I will laugh at him, so hang up."

The more Shangguan Yu thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. Otherwise, what could he do if he asked him.

"Counsel, really counsel, I won't really laugh at you, I care about you."

Shangguan cursed a few words, dialed again, but still prompted the other party's number to be busy.

"It's not worrying."