Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

In his current situation, this barrier really couldn't be broken within a few hours, and even if it was broken, he would not be able to leave.

As soon as there was a change in the enchantment, his father would immediately find out.

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Jun Moyan was lying halfway on the head of the bed, with a laptop on his lap, his slender fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard, his eyes focused on the screen.

Wen Xiaoai lay lazily on his chest holding the baby bottle, sweeping her little tail, quietly working with him.

From time to time, I looked up at Jun Moyan, then stretched out his small paws to touch his face, and when I was bored, I played with the buttons on Jun Moyan's clothes.

"Are you sleepy?" Jun Moyan lowered his eyes to look at the little milk cat on his chest, and at the same time he stopped speaking, he moved to touch Wen Xiao Ai's fluffy little head.

He had asked her this sentence no less than ten times in three hours.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai nodded, then shook his head again.

She was actually sleepy early, but Jun Moyan was busy with work, but she was afraid that he would be tired.

Although Wen Xiaoai nodded and shook his head, Jun Moyan put the computer away and directly ended the unfinished work.

He just saw her yawning.

He had asked her to go to bed first if she was sleepy, but Wen Xiaoai was obviously waiting for him.

Jun Moyan hugged the little milk cat on her chest to the front, habitually smelling the milk fragrance in her little mouth.

Then asked: "Should I go brush my teeth?"

"Meow." Wen Xiaoai shook his head, and pointed his little paw to the pillow, indicating that he wanted to sleep.

Jun Moyan didn't say anything, picked up her bottle and put it aside, and lay down holding Wen Xiaoai.

Jun Moyan felt dissatisfied with Wen Xiaoai's little one, no matter how he held it, and finally put her on his pillow, and then slept on his side.

Wen Xiaoai moved her body closer, her pink nose pressed against the tip of Jun Moyan's nose, almost the entire one was on Jun Moyan's face.

Jun Moyan smiled, her big palm covered her little head.

"Little boy, when will you become a human being?"

He hadn't heard her talking for a few days, hadn't heard her smile for a few days, hadn't heard her calling him Jun Moyan for a few days.

"Meow~"

"Will it take two months like the last time I was injured?"

"Meow." Wen Xiaoai shook his head.

It didn't take so long, I just ran out of spiritual power and was not injured.

"Will it be soon?"

"Meow." Wen Xiaoai nodded.

Jun Moyan was relieved.

"You said before that I have a healing energy in my body, do you still have it? Can you help you?"

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai shook his head.

No more, it has long since disappeared.

"Nothing? Nothing at all?"

"Meow."

Seeing Wen Xiaoai nodding, Jun Moyan felt an indescribable sense of loss.

"Meow~"

Jun Moyan's sudden silence made Wen Xiaoai feel the change in his mood. She stretched out her small tongue and licked Jun Moyan's face, as if calming down.

Knowing that Wen Xiaoai was comforting him, Jun Moyan couldn't help but smiled. He raised his head slightly and kissed Wen Xiaoai's forehead.

After Wen Xiaoai became a cat, he was bolder in front of her, because Wen Xiaoai couldn't respond to him more enthusiastically, nor could he say the words that made blushing and heartbeat.

Sure enough, Wen Xiaoai who was kissed opened his eyes wide, and after screaming in excitement, he kept rubbing his face against Jun Moyan.

After Wen Xiaoai became a cat, Jun Moyan held her in his arms almost every moment, and Wen Xiaoai sometimes couldn't touch the ground with her paws all day long.