"Okay, would Qing Yi like to come along too?" After agreeing with Jun Moyan, Uncle Ming asked Qing Yi.
Qing Yi then looked at Jun Moyan, seeking his opinion.
He definitely wanted to go.
Seeing Jun Moyan nod his approval, Qing Yi took the medical box, and he and Uncle Ming followed the drunkard out.
Jun Moyan then turned around, went upstairs, and returned to his room.
Softly, he closed the door and went to the bedside.
Seeing that Wen Xiao’ai had fallen asleep again, he sat down by the bed and quietly watched her. Dıscover more novels at ⓝovelFire.net
He reached out to arrange the hair covering her face, gently tapped her nose with his fingertip, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Wen Xiao’ai opened her eyes, and as soon as she saw Jun Moyan, she immediately burrowed into his embrace.
Then, resting on his legs and holding his waist, she closed her eyes and continued to sleep.
"Why haven’t you gone to sleep yet?" Jun Moyan rubbed the back of her head and looked down at her.
It probably wasn’t him who woke her up, as she usually slept deeply; she likely hadn’t fallen asleep yet.
"I was waiting for you for a while, I didn’t expect you to come back so soon."
"Can’t you sleep on your own?" Jun Moyan tucked her hair behind her ear and whispered.
His fingertip brushed her ear, and Wen Xiao’ai involuntarily shrank her neck.
"I can sleep, but I want you to stay with me."
"Then I’ll stay with you, go to sleep."
"Mm." Wen Xiao’ai tightened her arms around his waist and nuzzled her face against his abdomen.
Jun Moyan felt a sudden tightness in his stomach, his breath hitched, his eyes subconsciously half-closed, and his fingers slightly curved.
The way Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao’ai subtly changed, his mind felt somewhat hot, and he experienced an indescribable feeling in his heart.
All of a sudden, Jun Moyan felt that something was a bit off.
It took him a while to realize that the position where Wen Xiao’ai was resting her head was somewhat...not just somewhat, but very inappropriate.
Realizing this, Jun Moyan felt his ears heat up.
"...Xiaoguai, go back to lying on the bed, it’s uncomfortable ."
"No, I find it very comfortable." Wen Xiao’ai tightened her grip around his waist and pressed her face even closer against his abdomen.
This action of Wen Xiao’ai made Jun Moyan feel as though he were in a fire pit that had just been doused with a bucket of gasoline.
The way he looked at her grew hotter as well.
His hand on the bed clenched slightly.
Jun Moyan’s throat tightened, his voice grew hoarse.
This unusual reaction confused and boggled Jun Moyan a bit.
When he had picked her up from Holy City and brought her home in the car, Xiaoguai had slept too, but at that time aside from not being used to it, he hadn’t considered anything else, and certainly hadn’t thought about other things.
Why this time... had he thought about things he shouldn’t have?
It must be Shangguan Yu, that cheeky boy, always talking nonsense, and it must have rubbed off on him too.
It seems he also needs to be more cautious in the future, not only to remind Xiaoguai that she is a girl and should be aware of the differences between men and women, but he himself also needs to remind himself from time to time.
Xiaoguai is no longer just a cat, she is still a child, but she is also a girl.
Drunk Qing Yi, Uncle Ming, and one more person headed to the hotel and happened to meet several doctors that Bai Tang had unceremoniously sent out.
"Uncle Ming, you’re finally back, the young master was about to go crazy." The bodyguard at the door, upon seeing Uncle Ming, greeted him as if seeing a savior, afraid that Bai Tang might lose control and start a fight in a bit.
"I know," Uncle Ming responded and then led the drunkard and Qing Yi inside.
In the room, Bai Tang paced around in agitation, very restless.
"Uncle Ming." Bai Tang was somewhat surprised to see Uncle Ming return so quickly.
He had a bad feeling, was it that they couldn’t find anyone?