"Didn't you ask Aunt Xiao Cha to brush your teeth and wash your face?"

Jun Moyan asked the little guy.

The little guy had red eyes, aggrieved his face, flattened his mouth and shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom."

"Mom is sleeping." Jun Moyan let go.

The little guy immediately trotted into the room, stood beside the bed, and looked at Wen Xiaoai who was sleeping.

He suddenly found red blood marks on Wen Xiaoai's neck and quickly called Jun Moyan: "Dad."

Jun Moyan happened to come over.

"Mom is bleeding." The little guy pointed at Wen Xiaoai's neck. The little guy who was already emotional was so scared that his voice became crying and he became anxious.

Jun Moyan looked at it and said, "It's not blood."

"Yes, it's blood, mom is bleeding, oh~" The little guy pointed at Wen Xiaoai's neck and was about to cry.

Jun Moyan could only reach out and touch one of the marks on Wen Xiaoai's neck: "Look, there is no blood."

He showed his finger to the little guy.

The little guy looked at Jun Moyan's fingers, then looked at his mother's neck, and said, "Mom is injured."

"Not hurt, that's... it was drawn by my father for my mother, and I took a pen to draw." Jun Moyan found such a reasonable reason.

"Dad drew it for mom?" The little guy seemed to understand.

"Well, my dad drew it for my mom, and my mom was not injured."

The little guy also wanted to ask Jun Moyan why he wanted to draw such things for his mother, but Jun Moyan picked him up.

“Go and brush your teeth.”

He carried the little guy to the little guy's room, brushed his teeth and washed his face, changed his clothes, and took him downstairs to have breakfast.

The things on Wen Xiaoai's neck were so attractive. The little guy who returned to the room always stared at Wen Xiaoai's neck.

No matter how he looked, he felt that he was injured. The little guy didn't like his mother's neck painting. He wanted to ask Jun Moyan to wipe it off for his mother several times, but he said it was not good, but he didn't say it.

After lunch, the little guy said he was sleepy. Jun Moyan knew that he wanted to sleep with Wen Xiaoai, so he allowed him to sleep on the bed.

The little guy happily climbed onto the bed, slept beside Wen Xiaoai, and watched his mother fall asleep.

Jun Moyan went downstairs to get things, and happened to see Feng Liyan coming in. He asked Feng Liyan why he didn't go out to play with Baiyi.

Feng Liyan glared at him angrily, not wanting to answer him.

"Where is Xiao Ai and An An?"

"Sleep upstairs."

Jun Mo Yan Ying finished, he was about to go upstairs. After walking two steps, he stopped again and looked back at Feng Liyan.

He said: "Or you go back to the demon clan now, I will say to Baiyi for you."

Feng Liyan told Jun Moyan that his idea was bad with his expression.

Jun Moyan smiled and was about to go upstairs again, but Feng Liyan stopped shouting: "Hey, don't,"

Jun Moyan turned around and asked him what else he had.

"Don't go up first. Didn't you say that Xiao Ai and An An are both asleep? Then you can talk to me for a while and ask you if you have something to do."

Looking at Feng Liyan who was worried, Jun Moyan didn't say anything, but walked to the sofa and sat down.

Feng Liyan followed him back.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't hear Feng Liyan speak, so I just sat there alone and was worried.

"What do you want to ask me?" Jun Moyan asked him.

Feng Liyan came back to his senses, looked at Jun Moyan, and then opened his mouth: "I..."

But I don't know what to say.

Jun Moyan looked at him, waited for a long time, and finally waited for Feng Liyan to organize the language.
Chapter completed!