Wen Xiao’ai lay on his chest, wondering if he was really angry.
Her little paws scratched at his chest unintentionally, through the thin fabric, again and again.
She didn’t realize it, but Jun Moyan was becoming somewhat intolerant of it.
His hand precisely and firmly held down the restless little paw on his chest, and his voice followed:
"Xiaoguai, go to sleep."
His voice was neither light nor heavy, very indifferent.
This made Wen Xiao’ai even more certain that his mood wasn’t good at the moment.
Wen Xiao’ai withdrew her little paw from between his hand and chest.
She got up, stepping directly on him, and moved to the area around his neck.
She stretched out two paws, wrapped them around his neck, and rubbed her furry little head against his neck in a coquettish way.
The chain in her hand rested against Jun Moyan’s neck, cool to the touch.
Don’t be angry, in the future I won’t drink alcohol given by ghosts, and of course, I won’t drink yours either.
Anyway, I won’t drink alcohol in the future.
Knowing Wen Xiao’ai was trying to please him, Jun Moyan felt even more irritable in his heart.
"I’m not angry with you, I’m angry at myself."
He raised his hand, rubbing the little bundle that kept nuzzling his neck.
He was angry at himself for having just forced it to drink...
"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai lifted her little head to look at him.
Why be angry at oneself?
In the darkness, her eyes as deep blue as the ocean shone with a soft glow, fixated unstintingly on his face.
This was the first time she had seen him from such a close distance.
And as she kept looking, she became fascinated...
Feeling its intensely fervent gaze, Jun Moyan looked at it and met its eyes.
"What’s the matter?" he asked.
"..." Wen Xiao’ai, as if she hadn’t heard him, just stared at him dazedly.
"Xiaoguai?" Seeing it did not respond, Jun Moyan called out to it.
"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai came back to her senses, feeling her ears a bit hot and rather embarrassed.
Jun Moyan smiled, took the paw resting on his Adam’s apple, and placed it against his lips.
The warmth of his lips transferred to her paw pad, making Wen Xiao’ai’s ears even hotter, her heart racing with the intimacy of the gesture.
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Wen Xiao’ai thought to herself: Thankfully, I am in my original form now. If I were in human form, my face would be blushing so red...
But Jun Moyan didn’t think there was anything inappropriate about such a gesture.
After all, to him, Xiaoguai was just a cat, a pet he was raising.
"From now on, no matter who it is, if they make you drink again, or eat something you don’t like, you just bite them. I’ve got your back, and nobody dares to bully you."
Wen Xiao’ai wanted to ask: Does that include... yourself?
"That includes me too."
It was as if he could guess what she was thinking in her heart.
"Meow~" I wouldn’t dare, what if I bit you and you didn’t want me anymore.
To repair my inner core by myself... it would take ages to recover.
"Alright, it’s getting late, let’s sleep. You’re still young and need to grow. Tomorrow, don’t oversleep; you have to get up for breakfast."
Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Moyan’s face, suddenly feeling a bit conflicted: if he knew she was a demon, would he catch her and treat her like a monster?
So when she regained her human shape, should she simply make her escape without saying a word, or tell him that she was Xiaoguai?
But what would it matter if she told him? After telling him, she still had to go home.