Wen Xiaoai covered her little ears and stood honestly in the corner, and secretly looked back at Jun Moyan who was cleaning up her desk from time to time.

Seeing that he threw all those sketches into the trash, Wen Xiaoai was full of guilt and couldn't wait to throw away his baby bottle.

When Jun Moyan was drawing, she had been by his side, so she knew very well that those things had been drawn by him for several days.

In the future, I should be obedient, and next time Jun Moyan makes a mistake, let him stand in the corner for a few minutes......

Thinking about it this way, Wen Xiaoai felt a lot better.

Jun Moyan put away his desk and took out the manuscript paper again, preparing to remake the blueprints of the guns that had just been destroyed.

He had all those things in his head, and he had drawn them again, and it was only a matter of hours before he could draw them all over again.

Raising his eyes and looking at the little milk cat standing in the corner, smelling the somewhat rich milk fragrance in the air, Jun Moyan smiled at the corner of his mouth, thinking that it seemed that the discipline was still good, and his consciousness was getting higher and higher.

Jun Moyan retracted his gaze and returned to work.

Suddenly, there was a cramping pain in the heart, the pain was so fierce that it was too strong to resist.

Jun Mo Yan's hand holding the pen suddenly tightened subconsciously, and the tip of the pen cut through the paper, and the place in his heart was like being pierced by thousands of silver needles.

This was a bit of pain beyond the scope of his bearing, which spread directly to the nerves of his brain, spreading to all his limbs, Jun Moyan's face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat burst out.

The pen fell weakly from his hand and fell on the table, he covered the position of his heart, his teeth clenched, his brows furrowed together, and the clothes in his heart were all grabbed by him.

The green tendons in the forehead are constantly beating and protruding under the skin, which looks a little scary.

Wen Xiaoai, who was on the front wall, couldn't help but secretly turn her head to look at Jun Moyan again, but this turn of hands startled her.

"Meow."

She immediately ran away from the corner, bypassed the desk, came to Jun Mo Yan's feet, and jumped on his lap by stepping on the small stool at Jun Mo Yan's feet.

Looking at Jun Moyan, who was covering his heart, clenching his fists, his face was a little frightening, and he seemed to be suffering some kind of great pain, he was a little frightened.

"Meow meow."

She yelled at him in a hurry, jumping up and down his lap.

Jun Moyan, what are you doing?

However, Jun Moyan hung his head, so painful that he couldn't say a word, let alone open his mouth to respond to Wen Xiaoai.

"Ah......h

A numbing scream came from his throat, and then his eyes darkened, and Jun Moyan fell on the table, motionless.

"Meow meow."

Seeing Jun Mo Yan fainting, Wen Xiaoai was so anxious that she jumped to her feet.

She hurriedly jumped on the desk, leaned in front of Jun Moyan's face, stretched out her little paw and pushed his arm that was pillowing his head.

"Meow meow."

Jun Mo Yan, what's wrong with you?

Seeing that he didn't react, Wen Xiaoai directly pawed him in the face.

But he still didn't react.

Wen Xiaoai panicked.

Jun Moyan, don't die, I won't be angry with you anymore, I will no longer steal snacks by myself, I will no longer steal lollipops, I will be obedient, you wake up, don't scare me.

Wen Xiaoai thought that she had Jun Mo Yan to death, and she was so frightened that tears fell out.

Seeing that she couldn't wake him, she turned around and jumped off her desk and ran out of the study to find someone to help.