Chapter 416 I Like Many People, but I Like You the Most Uniquely

"Have you taken a shower?" he asked again.

"Well, I've finished washing." Wen Xiaoai stood up from the sofa as he spoke, letting Jun Moyan see the pajamas he was wearing.

Then sat down on the sofa again.

"Didn't wash your hair?"

"I don't want to wash my hair, and you can't blow it for me after washing."

"...I'll hurry back tomorrow night."

"I have to wait until tomorrow night, then I will sleep alone again tonight." Wen Xiaoai frowned, a little unhappy.

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai with an unhappy face, and thought of what she said, she used to meditate or practice when she couldn't fall asleep, and she was not as clingy as she is now, but just clinging to him... Jun Moyan felt like It's like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and I can't tell what it tastes like.

You depend on me so much, if you really leave me in the future, what should you do...

Jun Moyan's eyes darkened slightly, he opened his mouth, and said, "You should cover yourself with a quilt when you sleep at night."

"No cover."

"obedient."

"It's not cold."

"Girls are prone to catching cold."

"Oh, I remember~"

"By the way, Jun Moyan, where are you now? Are you going to sleep here tonight?" Looking at the unfamiliar background behind Jun Moyan, Wen Xiaoai felt a bit similar to the hotel where Bai Lao stayed last time.

"Um."

"It's not good at all. That bed doesn't look as comfortable as our big bed."

"Let's go upstairs and talk, and sleep while talking." Wen Xiaoai said, picked up the notebook, got up and went upstairs.

Back in the room, put the notebook on the bed, and lie down.

"Jun Moyan, you also go to bed like me, let's talk while we sleep."

"it is good."

Jun Moyan nodded lightly, put the dry towel aside, and then went to bed and lay down.

"Come closer." Wen Xiaoai waved at him.

Jun Moyan brought the phone closer.

Wen Xiaoai smiled and stretched out her small hand to touch Jun Moyan's face on the computer screen.

He couldn't help but think of the moment when he kissed Jun Moyan last night, his little face couldn't help turning slightly red, and his heart beat faster.

Wen Xiaoai withdrew her hand and covered both sides of her cheeks.

Uh~ so hot~

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai with flushed cheeks and shy face, feeling a little strange.

"What's wrong?"

"Hmm... Jun Moyan, there are many kinds of likings, right?"

"Why did you ask so?"

In her heart, doesn't liking mean liking? Why would she ask such a question suddenly.

"Because...because...I don't know how to say it. Anyway, I like you. It doesn't seem to be the same kind of liking as liking others."

She likes many people, Xiaocha, Tsing Yi, Second Brother, Grandpa, Patriarch Grandma, Brother Ye Qi, and many more, but these likes are different from Jun Moyan's.

She couldn't tell the difference either.

For example, her favorites are Brother Ye Qi and Jun Moyan.

But if one day Brother Ye Qi gets married, becomes a husband and wife with others, and lives happily with others, just like she and Jun Moyan.

Then she may be a little bit jealous, afraid that Ye Qi will ignore her in the future, and afraid that brother Ye Qi will not love her as much as before, but she will still be very happy, because as long as brother Ye Qi is happy and happy.

But Jun Moyan can only marry her, not anyone else.

It's just that different.

Jun Moyan heard Wen Xiaoai's words and looked into her eyes.

It was obviously still those eyes, but he always felt that there was something more, but he couldn't tell what was more.

Not the same kind of like?