"Bun? What's wrong with you?"

A nice and ethereal voice sounded in my ears.

The boy woke up from his grief and turned around and looked at Wen Xiaoai who was drinking milk.

Wen Xiaoai was shocked when she saw the tears on the boy's face, and almost stood up from the sofa again, and was about to run over to ask him what had happened.

Fortunately, she controlled it.

"Bunzi, why are you crying?" Wen Xiaoai was still drinking milk in her mouth and did not speak, but a nervous voice came into the boy's ears.

And only the teenager can hear it.

The boy wiped the tears from his face and was a little excited. He was about to step forward and ask Wen Xiaoai who was, but because of Jun Moyan beside Wen Xiaoai, he didn't dare to go.

Finally, I could only stand closer and said, "Sister, who was that person just now?"

“Which?”

"The one in white."

"You said alcoholic?"

"A alcoholic? Is this his name?" the boy frowned.

This name is very strange.

No, he shouldn't have called this name.

This name doesn't suit him at all.

"It seems like that, everyone calls him like that, what's wrong?"

"I, I don't know. When I saw him, I felt uncomfortable and panicked."

"It's uncomfortable? Why do you feel uncomfortable? Are you afraid of him? If you are not afraid, he is not a bad person."

"I don't know, I don't know..." The boy shook his head, his face full of confusion and panic.

Wen Xiaoai was very worried when she saw the boy like this: "Don't be afraid, come to my sister."

The boy shook his head and did not dare to get close.

"Did you know him before?" Wen Xiaoai felt it was impossible after asking.

Drunk ghosts are humans and buns are monsters, how can they know each other?

"I have no idea……"

"Then, then, don't worry, you can go back to the bell first, and we'll talk about it later in the evening."

"……good."

The boy had to go back to the bell.

"What are you stunned?"

A warm big hand covered Wen Xiaoai's head.

"ah?"

Wen Xiaoai came to his senses.

"Are you still angry? Why are you weird all the time?"

"No." Wen Xiaoai put down the empty milk cup in his hand, looked at Jun Moyan's injured position, and after thinking about it, he said: "Jun Moyan, I'm going to the Holy City, I'm going home."

Jun Mo Yanfu's hand froze on top of her head. He looked at Wen Xiaoai, but his brain didn't react, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

After a while, he said blankly: "...go home?"

"Well, I want to go back. I have something to do, it's very important. And... I haven't told you something." Wen Xiaoai grabbed his hands nervously and didn't dare to look at Jun Moyan's eyes again.

"What's up?"

Jun Moyan stared at Wen Xiaoai with his eyes, his mind full of what Wen Xiaoai was about to go back, and he didn't care about what she said.

"that is……"

"Go back to the room and say." Jun Moyan pulled Wen Xiaoai and stood up.

Wen Xiaoai followed Jun Moyan honestly.

"Jun Moyan, don't grab me so tightly, my hands hurt."

Hearing her words, Jun Moyan's hand holding her little hand tightly loosened a little, but still tightly held it.

It seems that he is afraid that Wen Xiaoai will run away.

He pulled Wen Xiaoai back to the room, Jun Moyan closed the door and said directly: "I don't allow you to go back."

"Why?"

"I won't let you go."

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan with a serious expression and immediately guessed what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!