"You are a little girl, I am Jun Moyan, of course your liking for me can't be the same as your liking for others."

The little boy is his own, he likes others, and he can only like him the most.

If he likes him as much as he likes others, then what is the difference between his position in the little obedient heart and others.

"Is that so?" Wen Xiaoai still felt as if it was more than that.

She used to think that liking is liking, and disliking is disliking, but now looking at Jun Moyan, it seems that liking is more than liking.

When she used to tell Jun Moyan that she liked and loved, she only felt happy, but now she blushes and is a little shy, and her little heart is beating so fast~

Never before.

And now that she sees Jun Mo Yan, she wants to kiss him.

Because of this more intimate gesture than anything else, she wanted to do it to him.

"Hmm."

Jun Moyan, who has always been suspicious, likes to think about things complicated, and at this moment, he just wants it to be so simple.

He can't figure out his feelings for Xiao Liang now, if Xiao Liang also changes to him, and becomes no longer so simply like and depend, then he will only fall into a deeper entanglement.

"And what kind of liking do you like me?" Wen Xiaoai asked rhetorically.

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai's curious and expectant eyes, and he was a little nervous, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

If it was changed to before, it would definitely be Jun Moyan's liking for Xiao Ling.

And now...... But it is Jun Moyan's liking for Xiao Ai.

Seeing that Jun Moyan seemed to be difficult to answer, Wen Xiaoai said, "Is it the same as what I like you?" ”

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai, the corners of his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he simply responded: "...... Well. ”

"Really?" Wen Xiaoai was a little excited.

"Hmm." Jun Moyan didn't dare to look directly at Wen Xiaoai's clear eyes.

Wen Xiaoai happily held Jun Moyan's pillow in her arms and rolled back and forth twice excitedly.

Then he hugged the pillow, blocked his face, and looked at Jun Moyan on the screen, with stars in his eyes.

The two just lay on the bed, looking at each other across the screen.

Wen Xiaoai, who calmed down a bit, asked, "Jun Moyan, what are you doing over there?" Is there anything important? Can I help you? ”

"It's settled, I'll be back when I deliver the things."

"Okay." Wen Xiaoai was not interested in what Jun Moyan was sending, because there were so many things here that she didn't know what they were.

Maybe Jun Moyan said that she didn't understand.

Anyway, it's good that he solved it, and it would be good if he could come back sooner.

The two chatted with each other, most of them were Wen Xiaoai talking, and Jun Moyan was listening carefully.

As the night deepens,

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai, who had fallen asleep on the screen, and his eyes slowly softened.

Reaching out, his fingertips caressed Wen Xiaoai's face on the screen.

The image of him secretly kissing her that night resurfaced in front of his eyes......

The heart beat hard, and the fingers unconsciously bent slightly.

Jun Moyan withdrew his hand and looked at her quietly, his eyes flickering brightly and darkly, as if reflecting his equally fluctuating and complicated mood.

When Wen Xiaoai got up the next day, she found that the computer had been kicked to the ground by her, and the screen was no longer lit.

She hurriedly got up and ran out of the room to find Xiaocha.

Hearing Xiaocha say that there was no electricity, Wen Xiaoai asked anxiously, "Will there be anything wrong with Jun Moyan?" Will he be locked up inside and unable to get out? ”