Why does no one ever make things easy? Everything was fine, yet they just have to seek out trouble.
I should have locked that rascal in the dark room before he came today.
I don’t even know where the little guy is hiding and crying right now.
Glancing at the small furball next to him, who was looking down and scratching the seat beneath with its little paws, Jun Moyan felt a pang of discomfort in his heart.
He pursed his lips slightly and said, "Don’t do this again. If you dare to run off with someone else behind my back, you won’t be allowed to sleep with me anymore."
Wen Xiao’ai lifted her head and glared at him huffily before turning around to show him her little back.
Jun Moyan, you’re so annoying.
With one paw, Wen Xiao’ai angrily smacked the seat, clearly unwilling to accept this.
I didn’t run off with anyone. I, the Princess, came to look for you. It was you who left me behind to have fun on your own. Even that annoying ghost Shangguan Yu knew to take me with him, but you didn’t.
I was bullied by a bad woman while looking for you. You don’t even comfort me, instead you scold me, want to punish me, and for another two hours at that. I don’t want to bother with you anymore.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai getting angry, Jun Moyan actually began to regret having said that last sentence.
But he couldn’t swallow his pride, nor could he humble himself to coax her.
Hearing the situation unfold behind him, Qing Yi, who was driving in front, couldn’t help but twitch his lips.
He really wanted to say, "Young Master Jun, at this rate, you’ll end up not finding a girlfriend."
How can you apply the same tactics you use on your subordinates to Xiaoguai?
And how can you hang on to words like "face the wall" and "not allowed to sleep with me"? If you get used to saying and enforcing them, if that’s how you treat just a cat, what will it be like with people? Wouldn’t the punishment be even more severe? If you get a girlfriend in the future, won’t you scare her away?
"Ahem... Young Master Jun, Xiaoguai is still just a child, and it probably came here to look for you. Plus, Xiaoguai must have followed Mr. Shangguan because it recognized him," Qing Yi’s voice came from the front again.
Did it really come looking for him?
Without speaking, Jun Moyan couldn’t help but slightly turn his head to look at the little bundle that was giving him the cold shoulder and sulking.
He thought to himself that he really did let his anger get the better of him just then.
Xiaoguai is still so young. Was he too harsh on it?
Could this backfire, stifle its nature, and make it too afraid to do anything? That wouldn’t be good for its healthy development.
"Xiaoguai, Young Master Jun spoke sternly only because he was worried about you. Don’t take it to heart," Qing Yi’s words came again from the front.
"Meow," Wen Xiao’ai replied unhappily.
She shifted her little body away to the side, putting even more distance between herself and Jun Moyan.
"..." Jun Moyan watched the little bundle moving further away from him, feeling more and more displeased.
He moved his lips, wanting to coax her with a few words, but his pride got in the way. After an internal struggle for quite some time, he still couldn’t utter a word.
Maybe... he would coax her after they got back and the door was shut?
About five minutes later, Jun Moyan was still indifferent, and Wen Xiao’ai, already fuming, gave the seat another smack with her paw.
And you still haven’t come to hold me!
After another ten minutes, there was another smack from her paw.
And you still haven’t come to hold me!
Another fifteen minutes passed, and another smack from her paw.
And you still haven’t come to hold me!
Wen Xiao’ai was infuriated to the brink of madness.
Jun Moyan, just you wait. I will find a way to make you hold me on your own initiative.
If I can’t make it happen, I, the Princess, will never drink milk again.
Wen Xiao’ai swore a "poisonous oath" to herself, plotting ways to make Jun Moyan concede first.
Jun Moyan watched Wen Xiao’ai smacking the seat every so often, a faint smile curling up at the corner of his mouth.
He thought to himself that the little thing was the one to lose patience first. Give it no more than half an hour, and it would surely cave to him. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⟡fire.net
With that thought, Jun Moyan became relaxed and nonchalant.