Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Moyan smiled, and took the little dress to dress her, but Wen Xiaoai shook his head and didn't want to wear it.

This dress is uncomfortable at all. She doesn't want to wear it when it is not human.

"Don't want to wear it?"

She was reluctant when she wore this dress for Wen Xiaoai before. At this moment, seeing her shaking her head and looking at the little dress in his hand with disgust, Jun Moyan guessed it.

"Meow meow."

Sure enough, Wen Xiaoai nodded.

Anyway, she is now a cat, and there is nothing to see naked.

"You are a girl, what do you do without wearing clothes." Jun Moyan suddenly scowled.

He regrets that he is dead now. When he first picked her up and went home, he couldn't put her on a dress, and let her wander around with her bare bottom all day long.

Thinking that Wen Xiaoai was seen by so many people at that time, Jun Moyan couldn't wait to gouge out those people's eyes.

I didn't know it at the beginning, but I just thought she was a cat, but now she can't wear it.

She can't be regarded as a cat by others.

"Meow~"

Didn’t they have no clothes when they were cats?

People like it naked.

Jun Moyan seemed to know what Wen Xiaoai would say. After Wen Xiaoai yelled this protest, he not only completely guessed what her cat cry means, but also replied: "You are a cat It’s not allowed to be seen. And it’s cold now. If you catch a cold without wearing clothes, I’ll let the alcoholic give you an injection."

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai, who was about to get an injection, was immediately stunned and had to honestly ask Jun Moyan to put her clothes on.

There was a little bit of dissatisfaction in her heart. When Jun Moyan buttoned her collar button, Wen Xiaoai directly stretched out a small paw and hugged Jun Moyan in one hand, then lowered her head to bite.

Jun Mo Yan let her bite, anyway, this little thing was reluctant to bite him.

"Meow meow."

Sure enough, after taking two symbolic bites, Wen Xiaoai let go of him and turned to look at him with a little bit of resentment.

Jun Mo Yan sighed helplessly, stretched his hand to Wen Xiaoai’s neck and gently scratched, coaxing very nicely: "Whether you are a human or a cat, you must remember that you are a girl, and your body cannot For people to see, no one can, remember?"

"Meow~"

Then why can you look at me?

Or, you Jun Mo Yan is not a human being?

Jun Moyan originally didn't understand what Wen Xiaoai's meow meant, but when matched with Wen Xiaoai's unconvincing eyes and a little arrogant expression, he seemed to understand.

But he pretended to be silly...

Shangguan Yu slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes were white with snowflakes.

Is he not dead?

Why is he not dead yet?

The whole chest cavity seemed to have been hollowed out inside and out, and even breathing felt terribly painful.

Shangguanyu blinked his eyes with difficulty, and after repeated two or three times, his eyes gradually became clearer.

The brain consciousness gradually recovered little by little, and his eyes gradually focused.

Shangguanyu stared at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking, only to see his dimming eyes slowly filled with grief and despair.

For a while, the cut eyes on his chest were nowhere near the pain in his heart.

Shangguanyu raised his right hand with some difficulty, and slowly stretched out to his left hand, which was inserting the tube and was infusing the liquid.

It was just such a simple action that made him sweat all over his body. Shangguan Yu couldn't help closing his eyes, but he didn't give himself a breather time.

He does not need it.

He gritted his teeth and kept moving his right hand.