Jun Moyan’s gaze, as cold as a sharp knife, landed on Ye Qi’s hand holding Wen Xiao’ai’s, then he raised his eyes to Ye Qi and said coldly: "Let go."
The hug he couldn’t stop just now was already the limit of his tolerance.
Finally sensing something was off with Jun Moyan, Wen Xiao’ai looked at him curiously.
Seeing him with a gloomy face, full of hostility as he looked at Ye Qi, Wen Xiao’ai slightly frowned.
What’s wrong with him? Why does he seem angry again?
Ye Qi’s lips curled into a gentle smile, ignoring Jun Moyan’s words as if he hadn’t heard anything. He looked at Wen Xiao’ai gently and said:
"Xiao’ai, come home with Brother Ye Qi. You’ve had enough fun in the Human Realm, you’ve been away so long that Grandma has been worried about you."
"Is Grandma mad at me? Why didn’t she come with you to find me?"
"What do you think? When you go back, you should properly apologize to Grandma."
"I won’t dare do it again next time, I promise."
"It’s good you know you’re wrong. Let’s go." Ye Qi said, slightly turning around and trying to lead Wen Xiao’ai away.
"Brother Ye Qi, I, I want to take Jun Moyan back with me." Wen Xiao’ai didn’t move, still standing by Jun Moyan’s side, with one hand still tightly held by him.
Ye Qi paused in his turning movement, turned back, glanced at Jun Moyan, and then looked at Wen Xiao’ai, still wearing a gentle smile.
It seems there really isn’t anything that can change his expression and mood.
Perhaps he’s lived too long; his nature has long been as stable as a mountain, able to remain unfazed even in crisis.
"I’m not being silly. I’m serious; I want to take Jun Moyan back to show him to Clan Leader Grandma and my friends."
"He’s human; we are Demons. Humans and Demons tread different paths. We’re not the same kind."
"What’s different? If I say it’s the same, then it’s the same." Wen Xiao’ai got a bit anxious seeing Ye Qi say that.
"Alright, stop being silly, come home with Brother Ye Qi."
"I’m not fooling around; I want to take Jun Moyan back to the Demon Realm and marry him. I want to be with him forever."
Ye Qi was stunned, looking at Wen Xiao’ai in disbelief, his slowly furrowing brows made people feel uncomfortable inside, wanting to reach out and smooth them out, unable to bear seeing such an ethereal being show any unhappiness.
Jun Moyan meanwhile wore a proud smile.
Not just to provoke Ye Qi, but from pure happiness.
No matter how many times he hears it, he still likes to hear Xiaoguai say she wants to marry him.
The smile on Ye Qi’s lips finally faded, replaced by a stern expression: "Xiao’ai, don’t talk nonsense."
"I’m not talking nonsense; I am going to marry Jun Moyan. I’ve already agreed with him, and I’ve accepted Grandpa Jun’s betrothal gifts. I will become a couple with Jun Moyan and be with him forever together."
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He slightly pursed his lips, with eyes gradually accumulating fury, looked at Jun Moyan, seemingly wanting to see clearly what kind of person had deceived his innocent Little Princess.
Staring at Jun Moyan for a few seconds, Ye Qi looked at Wen Xiao’ai again, and his tone became forceful: "Come home with Brother Ye Qi."
He said, trying again to pull Wen Xiao’ai to his side.
But Wen Xiao’ai was very stubborn.
"I want to take Jun Moyan with me."
"Keep this up, and Brother Ye Qi will be angry." Ye Qi’s face sank, his tone growing heavier.