"Buns? What happened to you? ”

A nice, ethereal voice rang in my ears.

The boy woke up from his grief, and he turned to look at Wen Xiaoai, who was drinking milk.

Wen Xiaoai was startled when she saw the tears on the young man's face, and almost got up from the sofa again, and was about to run over to ask him what happened.

But fortunately, she was in control.

"Baozi, why are you crying?" Wen Xiaoai was still drinking milk and did not speak, but the nervous voice came into the ears of the young man.

And only teenagers can hear it.

The young man wiped the tears on his face, he was a little excited, and he just wanted to step forward and ask Wen Xiaoai who that person was, but he didn't dare to go up because of Jun Moyan beside Wen Xiaoai.

In the end, he could only stand a little closer and said, "Sister, who was that person just now?" ”

"Which one?"

"The one in white."

"You say drunkards?"

"Drunkard? Is this his name? The boy frowned.

This name is so unfamiliar.

No, he shouldn't have been called that.

The name didn't suit him at all.

"It seems to be yes, everyone calls him that, what's wrong?"

"I, I don't know, as soon as I see him, I feel uncomfortable and panicked."

"Uncomfortable? Why is it uncomfortable? Are you afraid of him? You're not afraid, he's not a bad guy. ”

"I don't know, I don't know......" The boy shook his head, his face dazed and flustered.

Wen Xiaoai was very worried when she saw the young man like this: "Don't be afraid, you come to my sister's place." ”

The boy shook his head, not daring to approach.

"Did you know him before?" Wen Xiaoai felt that it was impossible after asking herself.

The drunkard is a human being, and the bun is a demon, how can he know him.

"I don't know ......"

"Then, then, don't worry, you go back to the bell first, and we'll talk about it in the evening."

“…… Good. ”

The boy could only go back to the bell.

"What's the fuss?"

A big warm hand covered Wen Xiaoai's head.

"Huh?"

Wen Xiaoai came back to her senses.

"Still angry? It's weird all morning. ”

"Nope." Wen Xiaoai put down the empty milk cup in his hand, looked at the location where Jun Moyan was injured, and after thinking about it, he still said, "Jun Moyan, I want to go to the Holy City, I want to go home." ”

Jun Mo Yan's hand on top of her head froze, he looked at Wen Xiaoai, and his brain didn't react, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

After a while, he spoke in a daze: "...... Go home? ”

"Well, I'm going back, I have something, something very important. And, there's ...... There's something I haven't told you. Wen Xiaoai's two little hands were nervously pinched together, not daring to look at Jun Moyan's eyes again.

"What's the matter?"

Jun Mo Yan stared at Wen Xiaoai with a pair of eyes, and his mind was full of Wen Xiaoai's words if she wanted to go back, and she didn't care about what she said at all.

"It's ......"

"Go back to your room." Jun Moyan pulled Wen Xiaoai to stand up.

Wen Xiaoai honestly followed behind Jun Mo Yan.

"Jun Moyan, don't hold me so tightly, my hands hurt."

Hearing her words, Jun Moyan's hand holding her small hand loosened slightly, but it was still clenched.

seems to be afraid that Wen Xiaoai will run away.

Pulling Wen Xiaoai back to the room, Jun Moyan closed the door and said directly: "I don't allow you to go back." ”

"Why?"

"I'm not going to let you go."

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Mo Yan with a solemn expression, and immediately guessed what he was thinking.

"I'm not leaving you, I'm just telling the patriarch and grandmother about this side and letting them handle it."