Wen Xiao’ai heard this and immediately spat out the bubble in her mouth, asking Jun Moyan eagerly:
"Did I talk in my sleep? What did I say?"
She tried so many methods but still couldn’t remember what dream she actually had.
Lately, these dreams have been bothering her so much that she wasn’t feeling well.
"Hmm..." Jun Moyan thought carefully for a moment.
"You said a lot, and it seems like it was all to the same person."
"Right, to the same person." Wen Xiao’ai’s mood became even more excited.
She didn’t even know where this feeling of tension came from.
"So the dreams you’ve been having recently were all about the same person?" Jun Moyan asked uncertainly.
"Yeah, I’ve been dreaming about a strange man lately. I feel like I know him, but also like I don’t."
"A man? Who?" Jun Moyan couldn’t help but frown, feeling a bit uneasy inside.
"I don’t know, I can dream of him every night, but once I wake up, I can’t remember at all."
"Quick, tell me, what did I say in my sleep?"
"I don’t remember." Jun Moyan pinched her cheeks and stuffed the toothbrush back into her mouth, continuing to brush her teeth.
"No talking! Brush your teeth."
"..." Wen Xiao’ai looked deflatedly at the suddenly unhappy Jun Moyan.
"I’ll get some calming medicine from the drunkard tonight. It’s very effective; if you take it, you won’t dream," Jun Moyan said.
"I won’t take it. I still want to dream. I still want to dream about that guy."
Not figuring out who that guy in the dream is makes even eating tasteless, and it’s like there’s a knot in her stomach, making her itchy and crazy.
The simple-minded Wen Xiao’ai still didn’t know that Jun Moyan was feeling jealous.
"How can you forbid even dreaming?" Wen Xiao’ai thought Jun Moyan was being unreasonable.
"You can dream about eating, playing, me, girls, all fine. But not guys."
"No reason, just not allowed."
"Hmph, even when you dreamt about sleeping in last time, I didn’t say anything to you."
"I didn’t dream about girls either."
"Neither did I, I dreamt about a boy."
"...If you don’t listen, I’ll bite you."
Wen Xiao’ai rolled up her sleeve and generously stretched her fair arm to his mouth.
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Jun Moyan lowered his gaze to the arm by his mouth, then directly removed her hand and bent down to gently bite the chubby part of Wen Xiao’ai’s cheek.
In that moment, all the grievances in his heart vanished like smoke.
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t expect Jun Moyan to really bite her and even bite her face, which made her feel a bit upset.
"...It doesn’t hurt." Wen Xiao’ai said a little angrily.
Jun Moyan looked at her close, fair little face, which felt like biting into marshmallow, sweet and soft, making his teeth itch, wanting to swallow her whole.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai’s pouty face, he mischievously applied a bit more pressure.
But surprisingly, Wen Xiao’ai still said, "It still doesn’t hurt."
But her voice clearly sounded a bit aggrieved.
Jun Moyan let go and lightly pecked her reddened cheek as if a dragonfly skimmed the water.
The previously aggrieved eyes were immediately replaced with surprise, and Wen Xiao’ai widened her eyes at Jun Moyan, her face turning red.
Jun Moyan looked at the seemingly stunned Wen Xiao’ai, smiled, and took a towel to wash her face.
Wen Xiao’ai came back to her senses and hurriedly covered the spot where she was kissed with both hands.