The deep brown eyes reflected Wen Xiao’ai’s ocean-like blue and clear big eyes.
"I’ve morized your appearance, I don’t need to look to know you’re beautiful."
"Heh..." Jun Moyan couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
This little thing, her words are becoming more and more heartwarming.
The tip of his nose was filled with Wen Xiao’ai’s pleasant milky scent, overflowing his heart completely.
They were just forehead to forehead, nose to nose, looking at each other, one in the bathtub, one outside.
In the world, it didn’t seem so bad after all.
"You’ve soaked for twenty minutes, it’s ti to get up, or you’ll catch a cold." Jun Moyan spoke.
Wen Xiao’ai pouted and quickly kissed Jun Moyan’s thin lips, then parted from him.
Jun Moyan watched the sneaky, grinning Wen Xiao’ai, smiled, and affectionately said: "Little flirt."
"Big flirt." Wen Xiao’ai replied.
Jun Moyan got up and took the shower, then turned back and smiled, asking: "Where did you learn that?"
"Why learn, such a big flirt, it’s obvious at first glance."
"Hmm? So you knew when you first saw ?"
"Not really, the first ti I saw you, you were fierce, not like a big flirt, more like King Yan."
"Fierce? The first ti at the Jun Family, you wandered out; the second ti, drank booze given by a drunk; the third ti, followed Shangguan to the Gu Family. Other than that, I haven’t been fierce to you."
He said while pulling Wen Xiao’ai up from the bathtub.
"Co on, get up."
"Splash."
As soon as Wen Xiao’ai stood up, she was wrapped in a towel.
Jun Moyan lifted her out of the bathtub, Wen Xiao’ai wrapped her arms around his neck, saying:
"And, when I was watching a cartoon last ti, you were fierce, didn’t allow to; wore shorts, you didn’t allow that either. Later, when I turned back to Xiao’ai, not only were you fierce, but also pinched . There are many more, I’ll tell you when I rember."
"You rember clearly. I did all that for your own good, that ti turning back to Xiao’ai, I didn’t know it was you."
"I know~"
"Yet you said I’m fierce."
"You were fierce."
"How about now?"
"Not fierce now, much better." Wen Xiao’ai gleefully kissed Jun Moyan’s face.
"Still dare to call a big flirt, you’ve beco a big flirt cat."
"Hmph(´◔‸◔’)"
Wen Xiao’ai expressed pride.
Jun Moyan put her onto the bed, wrapped her with a bathrobe, then turned to find a hairdryer to dry her hair.
Wen Xiao’ai sat on the bed, playing with the big sleeves of the bathrobe.
"Jun Moyan."
"Hmm?"
"Jun Moyan."
"What’s up?"
"Hehe, nothing, just calling you, want to hear you say you’re here."
Jun Moyan smiled and said: "I’m here."
Wen Xiao’ai tilted her little head back to look at the man drying her hair.
"Watch later, don’t twist your neck."
"Even if it’s twisted, I want to watch."
"Really can’t do anything about you."
Jun Moyan sat down on the bed, placed the hair dryer aside first, then reached over to embrace Wen Xiao’ai in his arms.
"Okay, go ahead and watch."
As he spoke, he picked up the hairdryer again.
Wen Xiao’ai wriggled her little butt on his lap, found a comfortable spot to sit.
And then really stared at Jun Moyan without blinking.
Jun Moyan was amused by her cute, serious look.
Besides good food, only watching him could make her look so serious.
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