Jun Moyan leaned against the doorframe, twirling a cigarette between his fingers. The evening breeze blew in, lifting his jet-black hair and steadily awakening his senses as the ember at the end of the cigarette flickered dimly and then brightened.
Laughter and the sound of splashing water, interspersed with meows, came continuously from the bathroom. Jun Moyan would occasionally glance back at the bathroom and, after turning his gaze away, he would raise his hand to take a drag of his smoke and then slowly exhale the smoke rings.
It had been several hours, and he still found it somewhat difficult to digest the fact that Xiaoguai had turned into a human.
It was even harder to believe and accept the reality of demons and monsters truly existing.
Recalling the past two months, from bringing it home to taking care of it, slowly getting used to pampering it, to waking up with it by his side...
This sudden transformation into a little girl, and a Cat Demon at that, was really a bit...
Thinking of Wen Xiao’ai’s fair face, Jun Moyan couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his mouth in a smile.
That smile, as if he were addicted, soon spread across his face, leaving him unable to stop smiling.
Even in the depths of his eyes, laughter was evident.
To tell the truth, he didn’t know why he wanted to smile.
The shock in his heart far outweighed his happiness, yet, inexplicably, he felt like smiling.
Fortunately, he had sent Bai Yi to test her with the earrings in the morning and had brought her back in time. Otherwise, he might have become angry enough to kill her.
In fact, it wasn’t because he had heard from Wen Xiao’ai’s mouth about the things between them that he was willing to believe she was Xiaoguai, but rather it was a feeling he had come to rely on afterward...
The room was very quiet. The sound of running water in the bathroom also gradually ceased, and Jun Moyan lit a second cigarette...
"Annoying, I won’t wear it."
Wen Xiao’ai’s somewhat frantic voice came from the bathroom followed by the door flinging open, and she ran out barefoot.
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Seeing Jun Moyan by the balcony, Wen Xiao’ai ran up to him and stood obediently in front of him.
"Jun Moyan, I’m all clean."
She clasped her hands behind her back, her fingers entwined with one another, smiling as she looked up at Jun Moyan.
Her two little tiger teeth were really cute.
A fragrant warmth mixed with steam assailed his senses as Jun Moyan’s eyes traveled down from her damp hair, only reaching her chest before he hurriedly averted his eyes in a fluster to look elsewhere.
"Where are your pants?" Jun Moyan’s face took on an unnatural hue.
"They’re too big and too long, I can’t wear them, they keep falling off, it’s so annoying." Wen Xiao’ai wrinkled her little nose in disdain.
"...Still, you can’t go without wearing any." Jun Moyan felt his head heating up.
Her wet hair dampened the white shirt, sticking to her skin, with her chest area being particularly noticeable. The shirt just barely covered down to the top of her thighs, exposing two pale and slender legs – this really was a bit...
"If I can’t wear them, how can I?" Wen Xiao’ai said with her hands behind her back and her two soft, white feet together.
Jun Moyan took a deep breath, his gaze intentionally avoiding her as it skimmed over the top of her head.
He went to find his robe and fetched some shoes.
Coming back, he placed the shoes on the floor and then wrapped his long robe around her.
Wen Xiao’ai cooperated by wearing the robe.
"Put on the shoes as well."
"Okay." Wen Xiao’ai obediently put on the shoes, looking down as Jun Moyan tied the robe’s belt around her waist.
"Why wear two pieces?"
"You’re not wearing anything underneath; aren’t you afraid someone will see everything?" Jun Moyan’s tone was much like that of a parent educating their child about the importance of protecting oneself.