Chapter 576: She Has a Younger Sister

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Hearing Wen Xiaoai say this, Jun Moyan also had nothing to say.

"After I went to Bai's house, I didn't worry that you were alone in the hotel, I was afraid that if you woke up and couldn't find me, I would be afraid, so I asked Hongyi to come to the hotel to accompany you, but I didn't expect you to meet on the road."

"Oh, I see, I thought you told her about the little bell, so she could find me."

"It just happened."

"Well, Jun Moyan, you are not allowed to tell others about the little bell, even if I get lost, as long as you look for me to go home." Wen Xiaoai lay on Jun Moyan's shoulder, kowtowed, half-asleep.

"Okay."

I won't let you get lost.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang twice, but Jun Moyan didn't rush to look at it.

Instead, after putting Wen Xiaoai to sleep, he put her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and then took out his mobile phone to check the text messages.

The text message was sent by the red coat.

Just one simple and crude sentence that is easy to understand.

"The girl next to you knows martial arts."

There is no beating around the bush, nor any euphemistic tentative inquiry, this is her usual style of doing things.

Jun Moyan looked at the text message and frowned slightly, knowing that something must have happened at night.

After asking, he learned that Wen Xiaoai was harassed by several hooligans at night, Jun Moyan was furious, ignoring the sentence that Wen Xiaoai had beaten several people half to death, and directly asked Hongyi to deal with those people.

In the end, he replied that he knew about Wen Xiaoai's martial arts, dispelling Hongyi's doubts about Wen Xiaoai's identity.

Seeing that Jun Mo Yan had already known that Wen Xiaoai would be martial, Hongyi didn't say anything.

Put the phone back in his pocket and prepare to find the hooligans.

His fingers subconsciously rubbed the lollipop he had been holding in his hand.

Red's footsteps paused, his eyes lowered to look at the candy in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

In the end, I took out my phone again, edited a text message again, and sent it over......

Knowing that Wen Xiaoai was harassed by hooligans, the possessiveness in Jun Moyan's heart was shouting wildly, he looked at Wen Xiaoai who was sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly leaned over, bullied up, a little annoyed, and bit Wen Xiaoai's chin slightly punitively.

"Hmmm......"

There was a pain in her jaw, Wen Xiaoai, who had just fallen asleep, opened her eyes in a daze, and when she saw that it was Jun Moyan, she almost subconsciously reached out and hugged him.

Then he fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was asleep again, Jun Moyan's teeth rubbed her white and tender chin, as if venting the dissatisfaction in her heart.

After a while, he relented, looked at Wen Xiaoai, and whispered: "If you dare to run around again, I will eat you." โ€

"Big dog, don't eat me."

Wen Xiaoai, who was asleep, didn't know if she was dreaming or talking in a dream, and suddenly such a sentence popped up, and she just happened to answer Jun Moyan's words.

Jun Moyan's face darkened at that time.

The hand that was propped up on her side pinched her little face, and whispered:

"Little thing, who are you scolding?"

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Don't eat me, I'm not delicious. โ€

Hearing Wen Xiaoai's words, Jun Moyan was angry and funny.

The tip of his nose rubbed Wen Xiaoai's chin, which had been bitten out with a little red mark, and then took off the arm she had wrapped around his neck.

Straightened up, checked his phone again, and was a little surprised when he saw the last text message from Hongyi.

"She's a road idiot, she can navigate, and it's not easy to get lost."

Jun Moyan was really a little surprised, this really didn't look like the style of doing things in red.

He even cares about people.

I can't help but think of the two girls in the cold prison five years ago......

Jun Moyan seems to know why Hongyi cares about the little girl who has only met twice.

Before the red clothes, there was a younger sister.