The little bell on the chain emitted a crisp "ling ling dang dang" sound, instantly attracting Wen Xiao’ai’s attention.
"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai looked towards Qing Yi, seemingly asking, "Is it for me?"
"I misunderstood you last night, so I bought you a little bracelet as an apology," said Qing Yi, picking up one of her front paws and fitting the tiny chain around her ankle.
Wen Xiao’ai paced back and forth on the desk a few steps.
The sound of "ling ling dang dang" kept ringing, and Wen Xiao’ai, delighted, walked faster and faster, hopping and jumping on the desk.
She didn’t forget to look up and smile at Qing Yi, her eyes squinting with joy.
"As long as you like it," Qing Yi smiled, feeling somewhat relieved.
Looking up, she saw the black figure slowly descending the stairs, Qing Yi immediately called out to Wen Xiao’ai, "Xiaoguai, come, let me take the chain off."
Wen Xiao’ai, still joyful, instantly covered the bracelet with another paw and shook her head.
She was told it was hers.
"Lord Moyan likes quiet, wearing this will disturb him," Qing Yi explained.
The moment Wen Xiao’ai heard that Jun Moyan disliked it, she felt weak and struggled.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai slightly releasing her grip, Qing Yi continued to coax, "I’ll buy you one without a bell next time; let’s just keep this one for now."
The footsteps drew closer, and a black shadow loomed over, his presence approaching.
Wen Xiao’ai looked up at the man who walked up to her, excitedly showing him the bracelet she was wearing on her paw.
Seemingly asking if she could wear it.
She even rattled the bracelet, making a crisp bell sound.
Jun Moyan glanced at the bracelet and then at Qing Yi standing beside.
"Lord Moyan, I just thought it looked nice, so I bought it for Xiaoguai to wear, I will take it off in a moment," Qing Yi said, somewhat guiltily.
Wen Xiao’ai kept staring at Jun Moyan, waiting expectantly for him to nod in approval.
But he remained silent.
Finally, a bit disappointed, she withdrew her paw, offering it voluntarily to Qing Yi.
This wasn’t very noisy, it sounded quite nice.
Qing Yi let out a sigh of relief and quickly removed the little bracelet.
And promised again, "Next time, I’ll pick a better-looking one for you."
After removing the bracelet, Jun Moyan picked up Wen Xiao’ai and headed into the dining area.
"Meow~" Still upset about the bracelet, Wen Xiao’ai had her breakfast sullenly.
Jun Moyan thought she would be angry with him, but after breakfast, Wen Xiao’ai still clung to him.
Wen Xiao’ai implied: Repairing her inner core was crucial, everything else was trivial.
"Hey, I’m hungry, get me something to eat and bring me some fine wine," Ais said, with his legs crossed, to the guard outside the detention room while being tied to a chair. Googlᴇ search NoveI[F]ire.net
"..." However, the person was like a wooden block, showing no reaction at all.
"Hey, I’m talking to you, the one at the door, make some noise if you’re not dead."
The sunlight streamed through the narrow window, shining on Ais’s increasingly impatient face.
Faced with the motionless iron lump, Ais felt deflated and closed his eyes, ready to go back to sleep.
Respectful voices came one after another.
The footsteps grew clearer, and Ais perked up slightly.
A few seconds later, Jun Moyan’s tall, slender figure appeared outside the detention room.
The two looked at each other through the black iron bars.
He was standing; he was sitting.
"Lord Moyan, how long do you plan to keep me here?" Ais dangled his leg nonchalantly.