Seeing that the little guy still didn't agree to himself, Jun Moyan called his full name: "Jun Shi'an." ”

The little guy had to look at him, but after only two glances, he looked back at the bathroom door and continued to pretend to be deaf.

"Go back to your room and sleep." Jun Moyan said.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the little guy looked at Jun Moyan and said with a well-behaved and simple face: "An An sleeps with Dad." ”

"No, you don't." Jun Moyan refused.

The little guy turned around, took two small steps closer to Jun Moyan, and then stretched out two small arms, raised his soft and cute little face, and coquettishly said to someone for the first time: "Daddy hug." ”

The little appearance of the milky voice begging for a hug is cute, and the smell of milk is really handsome and cute, so people can't help but hug it in their arms and kiss it fiercely, but Jun Moyan doesn't eat him.

There was no wave in his heart: "Go to sleep." ”

When Wen Xiaoai came out after washing, Jun Moyan was alone at the door of the bathroom.

"Jun Mo Yan, I've washed it." Wen Xiaoai dozed off a little, and as soon as she got close to Jun Moyan, she couldn't help but lean towards him.

Jun Mo Yan hugged her thin waist and kissed the top of her wet head: "I'll blow your hair, and I'll go to bed after blowing." ”

"Hmm." Wen Xiaoai yawned.

Jun Moyan took her to the edge of the bed and sat down, and took a hair dryer to blow her hair.

Listening to the hum of the hair dryer and feeling the long finger he passed through her hair, Wen Xiaoai said, "Jun Moyan, you haven't blown my hair for a long time." ”

"I'll blow it to you in the future." Jun Moyan said.

Wen Xiaoai looked up at him and couldn't help but smile.

"Bow your head, you haven't blown it yet."

Wen Xiaoai lowered her head again.

She suddenly remembered something, turned her head and looked for it in the room: "Where am I?" ”

Jun Moyan: "An An went back to his room to sleep." ”

Wen Xiaoai looked at him: "Don't you sleep with us?" ”

"An An has grown up and wants to sleep by herself."

"But he's still so young."

"Sooner or later, they will grow up, and when they grow up, they won't be able to sleep with us, and other children won't be able to sleep with their parents all the time."

"But An An hasn't grown up yet, he will be scared if he sleeps alone, where is he?" Wen Xiaoai was anxious and wanted to stand up to find someone, but was stopped by Jun Mo Yan.

"No, he's a man, he slept alone before."

The little guy sleepwalked at the beginning, and he slept with the little one, until today, before that, the little one could sleep by himself.

"Then what if he gets up at night to drink water?" Wen Xiaoai was not at ease, feeling that An An was still so young, how could she take care of herself, what if there was any danger?

"He doesn't drink water." Jun Moyan said.

"But ......"

"An An is already asleep, we will make a noise to him in the past now, and we will look for him when we get up tomorrow, okay? Shrewd. ”

"He's asleep? Why is it so fast, I haven't even said goodnight to him, I haven't kissed him yet, I haven't looked at his room yet. Wen Xiaoai muttered.

She still wanted to sleep with the little one.

Jun Moyan blew her hair, took out the elixir that Feng Liyan gave her, fed Wen Xiaoai to eat one, and then let her lie on the bed, telling her to sleep when she was sleepy, and there was no need to wait for him.

Wen Xiaoai was lying on the bed, holding the little doll given to her by the little guy in her arms, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, looking at the familiar chandelier and ceiling overhead, wrapped in a quilt with the breath of Jun Moyan, and pillowing the pillow she had pillowed.

Nothing in the room has changed, not even the position of the things.