"I..." Jun Moyan’s hand that had stopped in the air tightened slightly before ultimately falling back, devoid of any conviction.
"You want to see my birthmark, don’t you?" Wen Xiao’ai asked somewhat angrily.
He really still didn’t trust her.
"..." Jun Moyan didn’t say anything.
Seeing this, Wen Xiao’ai let go of her hand covering her ears and took the initiative to lift her hair, moving closer to him.
She said indignantly,
"You wouldn’t look this morning when I showed you, and now you want to see it."
Wen Xiao’ai’s words left Jun Moyan with no ground to retort. He looked at her profile and then his hand moved closer to her ear.
But as soon as he touched her ear, Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t help but shrink her neck.
Seeing her discomfort, Jun Moyan wanted to retract his hand, but still pressed down one finger onto her ear, touching the red crescent-shaped birthmark behind her ear.
"Mmm..." A sound of discomfort and dissatisfaction came from her mouth, and her eyes squinted shut.
Jun Moyan didn’t withdraw his hand, just stared at the birthmark.
It really was exactly the same as Xiaoguai’s.
He didn’t actually want to confirm anything through the birthmark; it was just that the atmosphere before... he just wanted to find a topic to break it.
His fingertips gently caressed the birthmark behind her ear, and his emotions were hard to describe.
His Xiaoguai had actually turned into a person.
And such a beautiful girl...
No wonder she was so clever and could understand human speech, smarter than a person—she was a person all along.
No, she had said this morning that she was... a Cat Demon.
The word ’demon’ was just too fantastical for Jun Moyan.
Unable to endure any longer, Wen Xiao’ai slapped Jun Moyan’s hand away and rubbed her ear, retreating towards the car door, her legs going weak.
"I’m not Xiaoguai, I’m a demon, a bad person, I crept into your bed and hid your cat."
Wen Xiao’ai huffed at him.
Listening to her petulant words and thinking about how he looked like a murderer today, Jun Moyan felt a mix of emotions he couldn’t quite articulate.
He looked at her neck; there were still obvious red marks from being choked.
Last time she had an injection, the slightest pain made her cry inconsolably.
But this time, he had aggressively grabbed her neck twice...
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The more Jun Moyan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt inside. He reached his hand towards her neck and asked with self-reproach, "... Does it hurt?"
Seeing his concern for her, Wen Xiao’ai’s nose tingled, and her eyes became sore.
Yet she still swatted his hand away: "Don’t touch me, don’t you despise me?"
"I didn’t know it was you," he hurriedly explained.
Anyone would be far from calm waking up in the morning to find a stark naked, babbling stranger in their bed.
Plus, with Xiaoguai missing, his anxiety was even greater.
"Then why do you believe me now?"
"Today... I’ve been following you all along."
"You’ve been following me?"
Wen Xiao’ai remembered feeling someone watching her when she left the milk tea shop today; so it wasn’t her imagination—it was Jun Moyan...
No wonder he had shown up so suddenly and timely to find her—he had been following her all along.
"Why are you following me even after you kicked me out? Do you think I was going to meet up with the Baiming Sect or Jun Wuyang?"
Jun Moyan didn’t deny it.
Upon hearing this, Wen Xiao’ai immediately flared up, extremely angry, and pushed him with her hand: "Stupid Jun Moyan, you’re so annoying. Pay me back my money. I don’t want to go back with you. Go take care of another cat."