After returning to Wu Garden, the drunkard took Qing Yi back to his room, while the young man returned to Wen Xiao'ai's room.
Lying on the bed and swinging her tiny white legs, Wen Xiao'ai was haphazardly poking at Jun Moyan's phone screen. Seeing the young man return, she immediately got up.
"Bun, where did you go?"
"Sister..."
"What's wrong with you? Did someone bully you? Tell your sister, and she will take revenge for you." Wen Xiao'ai, seeing the young man looking bullied, immediately stood up angrily.
"No..."
"Then what's wrong? Why aren't you happy?"
"It's nothing, sister, I'm just a bit tired, I want to sleep for a while."
As the young man spoke, his figure swayed and directly turned into a wisp of white smoke that entered Wen Xiao'ai's little bell.
"Sleep? Bun, don't you not need to sleep?" Wen Xiao'ai looked at the chain on her wrist, somewhat perplexed.
"Who are you talking to again?"
