"Hmm." Wen Xiao'ai yawned.
"Then let's go to sleep." Jun Moyan took Wen Xiao'ai upstairs and returned to the room.
He took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, turning to embrace Wen Xiao'ai, coaxing her to sleep.
"Where did you go this morning? Did you go to the company? You're still injured." Wen Xiao'ai asked.
"No, I went shopping." As Jun Moyan spoke, a hint of joy flickered in his eyes, clearly showing he was in a great mood, even a bit excited and thrilled.
However, Wen Xiao'ai was quite the opposite. Normally, she's so curious about everything related to Jun Moyan, wanting to know even how many times he blinks in a day, yet she didn't ask a single question.
She closed her eyes, ready to sleep.
Seeing she didn't ask, Jun Moyan didn't say more.
Wen Xiao'ai dreamed again, a different setting but still the same man, and her... not her, a girl who looked just like her.
