"Weren’t you the one who said I shouldn’t put you on speaker?"
"But this isn’t the right time to turn it off, either. Turn it back on and let AD calcium listen."
"It doesn’t go by that name, and it doesn’t want to deal with you right now."
Jun Moyan looked towards the huffy little pink ball on the bed.
"Even if you don’t want to give it to me, you didn’t have to make it hold a grudge against me," Shangguan Yu said, exasperated. Really petty!
"Do you have anything else?"
"First turn the speaker back on, and then I’ll talk to..."
The phone emitted a tone indicating a disconnected call.
Shangguan Yu was so angry he almost threw his phone.
It was over, that little thing would definitely mark him down for this.
Next time he saw it, it would be lucky if it didn’t scratch him, let alone allow him to hold it.
Jun Moyan casually tossed the phone back onto the bed and continued to dry his hair.
Wen Xiao’ai huffily pawed at the phone a couple of times.
Pesky thing, bad stuff.
Having vented her frustration, Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Moyan with a bit of grievance and extended her two little paws towards him.
Having grown so large, this was the first time she had been insulted to her face, and by a human at that.
Wen Xiao’ai felt very stifled.
Only by absorbing energy to repair her inner core could she mend her injured little heart.
"Hold on a second," Jun Moyan said as he turned and went into the bathroom to put down the towel.
Then he came back into the room and placed her milk bottle on the bedside table.
Then he climbed into bed and lay down halfway.
Wen Xiao’ai obediently sat on the side, her deep blue eyes brimming with water were filled with anticipation as she gazed at Jun Moyan.
She had stealthily climbed onto him the previous night, and although he woke up later, he hadn’t shooed her away.
And now, he wasn’t asleep yet, would he let her lie on him?
"Want to come up?" he asked.
"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai’s response was so adorably milky it could melt a heart.
Jun Moyan extended his hand and lifted her tiny body.
When Wen Xiao’ai landed again, she was right on his chest.
She excitedly moved towards the position of his heart and then lay down.
Feeling the energy she was absorbing from him and listening to his strong and steady heartbeat, Wen Xiao’ai happily wiggled her little ears.
When Jun Moyan saw her adorable ears move, he couldn’t help but want to reach out and pinch them.
But remembering her poofing-up response, he restrained himself in the end.
He picked up his phone and started reading some material...
Her warm breaths were spilling over the area of his heart, heating his otherwise chilly heart through the thin fabric...
Jun Moyan looked down at her, reaching out to stroke her fuzzy little head.
Once he confirmed she had fallen asleep, he put away his phone and turned off the light.
Just as he was getting ready to lie flat and sleep, he suddenly felt a strange gaze coming from the balcony.
Jun Moyan abruptly looked in the direction of the balcony.
In the darkness, his icy cold eyes filled with winter starkness clashed with a pair of blood-red eyes.
As he discerned the owner of those eyes, Jun Moyan was somewhat astonished.
A crow with red eyes? Had it mutated?
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The terrifying ferocity in his eyes weakened the Blood Crow’s stance on the balcony.
In a flash, the room and the balcony seemed to become a battlefield of Asuras.
In the battle of gazes, the Blood Crow felt as if it saw mountains of corpses through his eyes, and this man stood atop the mountain of death.
The eerie chill in the Blood Crow’s eyes made Jun Moyan’s skin crawl...