Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Wen Xiaoai didn't answer, so Xiaocha could only put her phone in her ear and tell Jun Mo that Yan Wen Xiaoai was listening.

"Xiao Ai? What's the matter? Why are you crying?" Jun Mo Yansi lightly coaxed, but a somewhat nervous and worried voice came from the microphone, and they could clearly hear their footsteps.

"Xiao Ai? Say something."

Without getting Wen Xiaoai's response, Jun Moyan raised it all in his heart, and he didn't want to think about the bad.

He knew very well about Wen Xiaoai's personality, and she was not afraid of her. How could she cry so easily? Something must have happened.

"...Jun Moyan, you are back..."

Wen Xiaoai sounded in a crying voice, feeling aggrieved.

"Okay, I'll be back soon, don't cry."

When he finally heard Wen Xiaoai's voice, Jun Moyan was relieved a lot. After leaving a certain jewelry store, he rushed to Wuyuan in a hurry.

"Is something wrong? Why are you crying? Is it unwell?"

"No, you come back soon..."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaocha ran to the room to help Wen Xiaoai get the shoes and put them on for her.

"Miss Wen, the Third Young Master will be back soon, don't cry, the Third Young Master should feel distressed soon."

"Ok……"

Wen Xiaoai responded and continued to lie on the table, feeling a little sleepy again. She closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, hoping that her spirit and mood would be better after she woke up.

"Would you like to eat something first? Or I will get the food, you haven't eaten breakfast."

She thought Wen Xiaoai was still sleeping, but who knew she was crying in the study.

Wen Xiaoai didn't respond. I don't know how long it took. It seemed only a few minutes, but it seemed like a few hours. She heard Jun Moyan's voice and felt Jun Moyan touching her head.

"Little boy?"

Wen Xiaoai opened his eyes and saw Jun Moyan who looked worried.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

Wen Xiaoai sat up, stretched out his arms and put his arms around Jun Moyan, with some cold little faces on his neck, and finally felt less uncomfortable.

Jun Moyan bent over, let her hug her, stroked her back like a child with his big hands, and asked softly: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay."

"Is it uncomfortable? Is it because you can't clean your pants if you get dirty?"

I knew he would go shopping in the afternoon. Knowing that Xiaoguai needs to take care of her menstrual period, especially when she woke up in the morning, he left.

"……No."

"Is that not happy when I woke up in the morning and didn't see me?"

"No."

"What's wrong with that? Tell me." He asked patiently, even if he was desperately anxious.

"I feel uncomfortable, just want to cry." Wen Xiaoai said dullly.

Does Xiaoguai remember what day is today, so I miss home?

Still thought he didn't remember the day, so he felt wronged?

Or both?

"……I had a dream."

"Is it a nightmare?"

"……Ok."

"I am not afraid."

It was definitely not a nightmare. How could she be scared to cry by a nightmare, she must have dreamed of her family, and it was hard to tell him.

After comforting Wen Xiaoai for a while, seeing her mood stabilized, Jun Moyan took her back to the room, asked her to change the sanitary napkins, and went downstairs to eat after washing her.

After the meal, Jun Moyan rarely shows her the cartoon she likes to watch. However, the fierce fighting scenes in the cartoon can not arouse Wen Xiaoai's interest. He is always in a trance, more like Wen Xiaoai is with him. Look.

"Are you sleepy?"