Chapter 310: It's Not Comfortable for You to Sleep Like This

"Okay, do you want to go with the little brother in Tsing Yi?" Uncle Ming answered Jun Mo Yan and asked Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi looked at Jun Moyan and asked what he meant.

Of course he wanted to go.

Seeing that Jun Moyan nodded and allowed him to go, Tsing Yi carried the medicine box and Uncle Ming chased the drunkard away.

Jun Mo Yan turned around and went upstairs and went back to the room.

Softly closed the door and came to the bedside.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was asleep again, he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her quietly.

Reaching out to comb her face-covering hair, his fingertips tapped the tip of her nose, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a light smile.

Wen Xiaoai opened her eyes, and as soon as she saw Jun Moyan, she immediately got up and drilled into his arms.

Then he pillowed his legs, hugged his waist, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

"Why haven't you fallen asleep?" Jun Moyan rubbed the back of her head and looked at her with lowered eyes.

It shouldn't have been him who woke her up, she was sleeping more deeply, and she shouldn't have fallen asleep yet.

"I wanted to wait for you for a while, I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

"Can't you sleep?" Jun Moyan pulled her hair behind her ears and said softly.

Fingertips touched her ears, and Wen Xiaoai subconsciously shrank her neck.

"I can sleep, but I want you to be with me."

"Then I'll accompany you, you can sleep."

"Hmm." Wen Xiaoai's arm holding his waist tightened, and his little face rubbed against his lower abdomen.

Jun Mo Yan's henchmen somehow tightened suddenly, his breathing stagnated, his eyes subconsciously narrowed, and his fingers curled slightly.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai's eyes change slightly, her mind was a little hot, and she had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Jun Moyan suddenly felt as if something was wrong.

After a while, I realized that the position of Wen Xiaoai's head pillowed seemed to be a little ...... It's not some, it's very inappropriate.

Thinking of this, Jun Mo Yan's ears were a little hot.

“…… Little girl, go back to bed and lie down, it's uncomfortable to sleep like this. ”

"No, I feel comfortable." Wen Xiaoai hugged his waist tightly, and her little face was even more pressed to his lower abdomen.

Wen Xiaoai's move made Jun Moyan feel like he was being poured a bucket of gasoline on the fire.

It's hot!

His hand on the bed was half-clasped.

“…… Little good. ”

Jun Moyan's throat tightened, and his voice turned hoarse.

His abnormal reaction made Jun Moyan a little inexplicable and puzzled.

When I picked her up from the Holy City that time, I slept like this in the car, but at that time, I didn't think about anything else except that I wasn't very comfortable, let alone going anywhere else.

How did you ...... this time I thought about something I shouldn't have thought about.

It must be Shangguan Yu's bastard boy, who is always not serious in his mouth, and he has led him astray.

It seems that he will pay more attention in the future, not only to remind her that she is a girl, but also to know that there is a difference between men and women, and he himself must always remind himself.

Xiao Liang is no longer a cat, although she is a child, she is also a girl.

The drunkard Uncle Tsing Yi and his entourage went to the hotel, and happened to meet a few doctors who were unceremoniously invited out by Bai Tang.

"Uncle Ming, you are back, the young master is going crazy." As soon as the bodyguard guarding the door saw Uncle Ming, it was as if he had seen a savior, for fear that Bai Tang would be angry for a while and would not be able to control himself, so he pulled them to beat them.

"I see." Uncle Ming answered, and went in with the drunkard and Tsing Yi.

In the room, Bai Tang was so anxious that he wandered around the room, and the whole person was restless.

"Ah Tang."

"Uncle Ming." Bai Tang was a little surprised to see Uncle Ming come back so soon.

I have a bad premonition, is this not someone invited?