[The latter part of the previous Chapter has been revised. Please refresh to read.]
Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Moyan, whose mouth was stuffed full and couldn’t even chew, and felt so happy inside.
Adding a bit of at looks good; he’d lost so much weight before, it all had to be eaten back.
Jun Moyan, "forced" to chew the food in his mouth with difficulty, lifted his hand to remove the small hand covering his mouth.
He took a napkin to wipe the oil from her palm.
"Hurry up and eat, there’s still plenty, and you can’t go to sleep until you finish."
"You want to stuff to death," Jun Moyan said with a handso face full of happiness and indulgent smiles.
"Hmph, anyway, you have to eat more."
"Alright, I’ll finish it all."
Xiaocha watched the two of them, bubbling with sweetness, and started giggling as well.
Then she turned and went into the kitchen, not disturbing the two of them.
"Slow down, I haven’t finished what’s in my mouth yet."
"Hurry up and eat, you’re so tall but can’t eat as fast or as much as ," Wen Xiao’ai said, waiting on the side with a spoon, ready to feed Jun Moyan at any ti.
"Drink the soup."
"Take two more sips."
Wen Xiao’ai enthusiastically kept feeding Jun Moyan, getting more and more into it.
She initially thought feeding soone was all about serving them, but didn’t expect it to be this fun.
As they ate and played around, the happy and warm mont was suddenly interrupted by two unexpected visitors.
With the rapid approach of these two familiar auras, Xiaocha, who was wiping the dishes in the kitchen, suddenly froze, as if soone had cast a Freezing Spell on her.
Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes shimred, and she suddenly looked up.
A blue and a white light flashed by.
Wen Xiao’ai looked at the two people who had suddenly appeared, her little face went stiff, and the spoon in her hand fell along with it.
The porcelain spoon fell onto the glass table with a "pop" and shattered instantly.
Jun Moyan was startled and looked at the suddenly pale-faced Wen Xiao’ai.
"Xiaoguai..."
He quickly got up, just about to ask Wen Xiao’ai what was wrong, but then he sensed sothing.
He imdiately turned his head and looked over.
Seeing the two people standing silently, he froze slightly, and his face turned pale too.
His gaze uncontrollably fell on Ye Qi...
The white and silver cloud-embroidered robe accentuated his tall and upright figure, a white jade pendant adorning his waist, hair tied with a crown, his deanor exuding grandeur and tolerance for all beings.
He stood there with one hand behind his back, his aura exceptional.
"A gentleman as noble as jade, unparalleled in the world," was the perfect description for him.
Truly like an ethereal immortal from a fantasy novel, untouched by dust and not entering the mortal realm.
As Jun Moyan assessed Ye Qi, Ye Qi was also evaluating him.
Because the ti in the forest was actually Nie Jiuque in disguise, not the real him.
So this was Ye Qi’s first ti seeing Jun Moyan.
After seeing Jun Moyan, the first impression Ye Qi had was: If a Soul-suppressing Beast cultivated a human form, it would probably look like this.
For thousands of years, no one knew if the Soul-suppressing Beast had cultivated a human form.
But as a Spiritual Object, the Soul-suppressing Beast possesses unimaginable power. Perhaps once transford, it already had a human form, requiring no cultivation.
Maybe it just never showed its human form to outsiders.
Jun Moyan anxiously held Wen Xiao’ai’s small hand with a pale face, warily watching the two of them.
Wen Xiao’ai had sneaked out, and both he and Wen Xiao’ai knew well that her family would co looking for her soon.
Everyone was ntally prepared, but when the mont actually arrived, it was still despairing...
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