"Don’t call me Xiaoguai, I’m not your Xiaoguai. You just like cats, not the current me."
"You do, you just do. You’re so nice to Xiaoguai but so harsh to me." Wen Xiao’ai’s voice grew more and more aggrieved as she spoke.
Is she... jealous of herself?
"Don’t call me that. I don’t want to go back with you. Keep your Xiaoguai." Wen Xiao’ai said as she tried to open the car door to get out.
But before she could figure out how to open the door, Jun Moyan grabbed her wrist.
"Let go of me." Wen Xiao’ai tried to pry his fingers off.
Jun Moyan stretched out his hand and captured both her wrists.
Furious, Wen Xiao’ai lowered her head and bit down on his wrist.
In her anger, she didn’t realize her own strength, and she bit him hard enough to draw blood. Thıs content belongs to NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Yet Jun Moyan still didn’t let go, not even a furrow in his brow as he allowed her to bite him.
As the metallic taste of blood became stronger, it wasn’t until a good while later that Wen Xiao’ai, who had calmed down by then, loosened her bite and saw the bloodied wrist she had bitten. She instantly regretted it.
Raising her head, she looked at Jun Moyan, her full, red lips stained with his blood.
"Still angry?" Jun Moyan asked.
Wen Xiao’ai’s nose tingled, her lips trembled, and tears suddenly streamed down her face. The next second, she threw herself into Jun Moyan’s arms and began to cry unhappily.
"Wu wu, Jun Moyan, you’ve made me so mad. You don’t trust me, you pinch me, you scold me, and you even want to send me away, wu wu..."
Jun Moyan’s body stiffened, completely unsure how to comfort her.
In the end, he awkwardly lifted his hand and, like before, petted her head.
"You don’t know how scared I was. I didn’t know anyone, I didn’t know where to go, I couldn’t even find my way home, wu wu..."
Wen Xiao’ai was overwhelmed with misery, crying harder and harder.
She had never suffered much since she was little, usually surrounded by people who would console her at the smallest grievance.
Dependent on Ye Qi, she came to this unfamiliar, constrained world and couldn’t find her way home. It was no wonder she panicked without her only support.
"It’s okay, no more crying," Jun Moyan said, petting her head over and over, with the same patience as when he used to sooth her.
"Wu wu... Are you going to send me away again in the future?"
"Then, do you admit you were wrong? Do you have to stand in the corner when we get back?" She sobbed with a shuddering body.
"Until you’re satisfied and no longer angry."
"That’s more like it."
After venting and crying, Wen Xiao’ai felt much better.
Sniffling quietly, she nestled in Jun Moyan’s embrace.
It took her a while to step back out of Jun Moyan’s arms.
Jun Moyan reached out, wiping the tears from her face.
Wen Xiao’ai pulled at his sleeve and rubbed all her tears and snot on his clothes.
A smile spread across Jun Moyan’s lips.
"I’m not a child. I’m almost five hundred years old."
"..." The smile at the corner of Jun Moyan’s mouth stiffened a bit.
"For us demons, five hundred years is like eighteen years for humans. I’m almost of age too."
Jun Moyan paused for a moment, digesting the information, then asked, "Xiaoguai, why did you suddenly transform into a human?"
"Didn’t I tell you this morning? I’m a cat demon. I sneaked out from home to play in your Human Realm. Who knew the portal would glitch, causing damage to my inner core and reverting me back to my true form. Then I ended up falling into that little grove and somehow got hit by something, losing one of my lives."