Jun Moyan looked at the kitten in his arms, who dared not look up and even buried her little head in his embrace. He couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you," he said, his voice carrying a hint of laughter and indulgence from above.
Wen Xiao’ai responded somewhat aggrievedly.
After the trimming was done, Wen Xiao’ai sat on the bed, looking at her four tender little paws and then at Jun Moyan. Read full story at novelFɪre.net
He really hadn’t hurt her, that was more like it.
Jun Moyan touched her little head: "Alright, go to sleep first. I’m going to take a shower."
"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai hugged her milk bottle and shook her head.
"You want to wait and sleep together?"
"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai nodded.
"Then play by yourself first, I’m going to take a shower now."
Go ahead, go ahead, hurry up~
Jun Moyan took his clothes and went into the bathroom. Wen Xiao’ai sat on the bed, drinking her milk and waiting for him.
A pair of deep blue eyes stared at the bathroom door.
About fifteen minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Jun Moyan came out, wiping his wet black short hair.
Upon seeing him, Wen Xiao’ai immediately pushed away the milk bottle and ran to the edge of the bed, ready to jump on him.
As Jun Moyan reached the bedside, Wen Xiao’ai jumped straight into his arms.
Taken by surprise, Jun Moyan almost threw the towel in his hand.
Fortunately, he caught it with one hand.
This little thing, after a few days apart, had become even more clingy to him.
"Meow meow~" Wen Xiao’ai climbed onto his shoulder, seized the towel he was using on his hair, and with her tiny front paws, tried hard to rub the towel on his hair.
But she could only reach the hair beside his ear.
Jun Moyan smiled helplessly: "I’ll do it myself."
This little thing, even knew to repay kindness, she even knew to help him wipe his hair.
Wen Xiao’ai tried hard several times, but eventually had to give the towel back to him.
She slid down from his shoulder obediently into his arms, gazing up at him with her small head tilted as he wiped his own hair.
After tomorrow, I’ll wipe your hair every day, feed you, and wash... uh... you can bathe yourself~
After drying his hair, Jun Moyan carried Wen Xiao’ai to bed to sleep.
He had indeed been quite busy these past few days.
Because Jun Moyan’s energy had mysteriously weakened, Wen Xiao’ai wanted to sleep on his chest.
But no sooner had she fallen asleep than Jun Moyan moved her to his own pillow.
Jun Moyan watched the soundly sleeping kitten next to his pillow. He suddenly moved closer and gently rubbed her tender little nose with his nose.
He sniffed the familiar milky scent on her body, originally intending to just let her sleep next to the pillow for the night.
But recalling the last two times she became unhappy because of changing sleeping positions and did not sleep well, Jun Moyan still gently picked her up and placed her back on his chest.
Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The room was somewhat dark, and a faint moonlight spilled through the balcony, casting a slight brightness around the balcony door.
On the bed lay a man, with a small kitten sleeping on his chest.
It was rather heartwarming to see.
Suddenly, a faint purple glow rose from the kitten’s body, enveloping her entire petite frame.
Wen Xiao’ai turned over in her sleep, but accidentally rolled right off Jun Moyan’s chest, falling onto the bed, finally resting next to his arm.
The purple-glow-wrapped Wen Xiao’ai did not awaken, but turned over and continued to sleep soundly.
The purple glow lasted for about fifteen seconds, then slowly faded away, and a young girl’s figure, naked, appeared in its place.
Days without proper rest, added to traveling by plane, meant Jun Moyan wasn’t awoken by the purple glow or the kitten tumbling down...