Because of this unexpected situation, the two of them stayed in the hotel tonight, planning to leave once the police had withdrawn.
The next day, Jun Moyan noticed Wen Xiao’ai was eager to return home; she seemed impatient with everything.
So he simply took her out.
He took her around for an afternoon, played with her, fed her, and introduced her to things that were ordinary for them but wonderfully unusual for her.
Seeing all the fun items, Wen Xiao’ai knew they were cumbersome to carry but couldn’t resist buying a whole bunch, thinking she must take them back to her friends in the Demon Clan.
Everywhere they went, they attracted countless envious glances.
To others, their interaction seemed more intimate than a couple’s, yet to them, it was just their daily routine, as their days were always this sweet~
If it hadn’t been for a young girl selling roses who reminded Jun Moyan, he might have forgotten that their feelings for each other had already quietly changed due to habit.
He handed the rose he was holding to Wen Xiao’ai, who reached out to accept it and liked it very much.
After an afternoon of fun, an exhausted Wen Xiao’ai returned to the hotel, took a bath, and fell asleep immediately without even eating dinner.
Mainly because she had been nibbling all afternoon and wasn’t hungry.
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The mobile phone on the desk began to vibrate.
After glancing at the caller ID, Jun Moyan hesitated slightly but eventually answered the call.
"Young Master Jun, you came to Holy City and didn’t even call me to let me show some hospitality," came Uncle Ming’s voice from the phone, laced with a hint of laughter.
Although there had been some unpleasantness previously due to Mr. Bai’s affairs, it wasn’t enough to sever their relationships forever.
"I won’t bother Uncle Ming. I’m here on a business matter and will be leaving in a couple of days."
The Bai Family held considerable power in Holy City, capable of catching any whispers of news, so it wasn’t surprising that Uncle Ming knew he was there.
"It’s rare for you to visit; if young master doesn’t mind, come sit at my Bai Family’s home. Atang was too impulsive last time and not sensible. Mr. Bai has been feeling apologetic about it ever since, and if it weren’t for his health, he would’ve personally come to apologize on behalf of Atang."
Jun Moyan was with the young lady, had not brought any assistants or subordinates, and they had spent the afternoon playing outside, clearly not on business, which is why Uncle Ming was so eager to extend an invitation.
If it had been anyone else, Jun Moyan would have directly refused, but since it was Uncle Ming, he really couldn’t refuse his face.
After hesitating for a while, Jun Moyan accepted the invitation.
Seeing that Jun Moyan had agreed, Uncle Ming was very happy: "Great, I happen to have someone near your hotel. I’ll send them to pick you up right away, they can be there in ten minutes."
Jun Moyan hung up the phone, shut down the computer, then stood up and walked over to the bed, looking at the soundly sleeping Wen Xiao’ai.
Bending over, he reached out to move the hair covering her face, his warm hand gently caressing her small face.
Jun Moyan bent down and slowly drew closer to her.
His forehead touched hers, his nose against her nose, gently rubbing against her.
After enjoying the familiar, pleasing mild scent of milk for a while, he satisfiedly moved away.
The Bai Family wasn’t far from here, and it was only seven o’clock now; he would probably be back by ten, so he decided not to wake Wen Xiao’ai.
However, less than an hour after Jun Moyan left, Wen Xiao’ai woke up.