"You can't just touch it."

"How can you feel this?" Jun Moyan chuckled, knowing that Wen Xiaoai was naughty again.

"Touch it." Wen Xiaoai twisted her body emotionally.

Jun Moyan was helpless, reached out to her belly, touched it lightly through the thin quilt and clothing, and just wanted to take it back, but Wen Xiaoai immediately grabbed his hand and pressed his big hand on her stomach, preventing him from leaving.

"Little girl." Jun Moyan spoke out helplessly.

"Your hands are warm, help me warm my stomach." Wen Xiaoai is coquettish.

As she spoke, she lifted the obstructive quilt with her free hand, lifted the pajamas as high, and directly grabbed Jun Moyan's hand and put it on her stomach.

The moment she touched Wen Xiaoai's skin, Jun Moyan's heart skipped a beat, and the hand covering her stomach subconsciously clenched directly into a fist.

"Open your hand and warm my belly." Wen Xiaoai tried to break his clenched hand, but she couldn't break it at all, she just wanted to say something more, but Jun Moyan chose to help her warm her stomach after experiencing a struggle in her heart.

Feeling the warm big hand on his stomach, Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan and couldn't help but smirk.

It's good to have Jun Mo Yan.

Jun Moyan also smiled the moment she saw Wen Xiaoai's smiling face, and her slightly tense nerves slowly relaxed, and she helped her cover the quilt again.

The weather was starting to get colder, and he had to get rid of her old habit of running barefoot.

If a girl catches a cold, there will be a lot of small problems in the future.

Wen Xiaoai yawned, held the wrist of the big hand on her stomach with her two small hands, and slowly closed her eyes, wanting to take a nap.

Suddenly remembered something important, and immediately opened his eyes again.

"By the way, Jun Moyan, is it time to change the dressing for your injury?"

"Well, the drunkard said he'd come over later."

"Don't let him come, I'll change it for you." Wen Xiaoai said and immediately got up.

"Will you change?"

"Of course."

"Let the drunkard come." He didn't want to show his wound to Wen Xiaoai.

"No, you're not allowed to show it to anyone." Wen Xiaoai frowned, her eyes and expression seemed to say: You are mine, and you are not allowed to let others see it.

Jun Moyan smiled, he didn't expect Wen Xiaoai to be so ...... Protect...... Food? It doesn't seem right.

"I'm a man with the drunkard, it's nothing."

"If I say no, it's not okay, then I'm a girl, and so is Xiaocha, can I also strip naked to show Xiaocha?!"

"No way!" Jun Moyan blurted out.

"Then I'll help you change the dressing."

Jun Moyan had to compromise with her.

"I'll go get the medicine kit."

"Okay, hurry up."

Wen Xiaoai obediently sat on the bed and waited for him.

Soon, Jun Moyan brought the medicine box, took out three bottles of medicine from the medicine box and put them aside: "Dismantle the gauze in a while, just wipe these three medicines on the wound." ”

"Don't you have to clean it up?"

"No, you don't."

He will find the drunkard to clean up tomorrow, because he knows that Wen Xiaoai can't do it.

She felt sorry for him, she couldn't do it, and if she accidentally bleed from the wound he had just healed, she might even cry herself.

"It's so simple, you still say I won't, I'm sure I'll bandage you better than a drunkard's in a while."

Wen Xiaoai said and pulled Jun Moyan to sit down on the edge of the bed, and then got out of bed and stood by herself.

Seeing that Jun Moyan was about to take off his clothes, she hurriedly helped him unbutton: "I'll come." ”