Entered the room lightly, closed the door with his backhand, Jun Moyan took a few steps forward, looking at the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed with his pillow next to the bed, his eyes slowly softened, and his body, which had been busy all night in the winter, slowly warmed up. ~with~dream~small~say~щww~suimеng~com

He walked lightly to the side of the bed, then squatted down and looked at Wen Xiaoai.

Reaching out to pull her face-covering hair behind her ears, her big warm hand caressed her face, and the thumb and fingertips rubbed gently under her eyelids, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

He leaned down and dropped a kiss on her forehead, then pressed his forehead against hers, rubbing it gently.

I didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of waking her up.

After coveting her warmth for a while, he covered the quilt on her body a little more, and then he got up, took his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Jun Moyan, who had taken a bath, opened the bathroom door, but saw Wen Xiaoai standing at the bathroom door with his pillow in his arms, looking at the bathroom door with his eyes, and he didn't know how long he had been standing at the door.

The moment he came out, his little mouth unconsciously flattened, his little face was aggrieved, and his eyes were red.

Jun Moyan's heart softened in an instant, obviously he hadn't seen him for a day and a night, but it was as if he had been separated for a few years.

His eyes fell on the pair of white and tender little feet that she stepped on the ground, Jun Moyan immediately came out of the bathroom, stepped forward and hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the bed.

As he walked, he said, "How many times have you said that you have to wear shoes when you go to the ground, and you don't know if it's cold on the ground?" ”

came to the side of the bed and wanted to put her on the bed, but Wen Xiaoai reached out and hugged his neck and refused to go back to bed.

Jun Moyan hugged her and sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and pulled out the pillow between the two of them, and put it back on the bed.

There was no pillow to block, Wen Xiaoai hugged him tighter, and her little face was also close to his face.

"What's wrong?"

Feeling that Wen Xiaoai was in a bad mood, Jun Moyan asked out loud.

"Did I wake you up? Haven't you woken up yet? ”

"......" Wen Xiaoai was silent.

Jun Moyan knew that she depended on him, and she was wronged that he didn't accompany her last night, but she definitely didn't blame him and get angry with him, she just wanted him to accompany her more.

So Jun Moyan took off his shoes, hugged her to bed, and then just hugged her and lay down, pulled the quilt with one hand, covered the two of them, and then covered the back of her head with a big hand.

Wen Xiaoai lay on top of him, found a comfortable position, her two arms still hugged his neck like this, and her little face was buried in his neck.

Jun Moyan's big hand on the back of her head rubbed her little head gently, as if to soothe her emotions.

"Did you have a good meal last night? What time do you go to bed? ”

“……”

"Huh?"

“……”

"Are you mad at me?"

Wen Xiaoai finally raised her little head, and the hand around his neck was also withdrawn, and instead held his face with two small hands, his forehead against his forehead, and the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, rubbing it again and again.

Wen Xiaoai looked at her red eyes and aggrieved look, and felt very uncomfortable.

Wen Xiaoai pursed her lips and kissed his lips, and then called his name in a dumb voice...... Jun Mo Yan. ”

"Unhappy?"

“…… No, I just want you to spend more time with me, I want to be with you all the time, I don't want to be separated from you. ”