Jun Moyan raised his hand and tucked her hair behind her ear.
His fingertips inadvertently brushed against her ear, and Wen Xiao’ai instinctively shrank her neck but didn’t mind and continued to write seriously.
"Xiaoguai, why are you so afraid of people touching your ears?"
"You’re asking about my ears, I’d also like to know why they’re so timid." Wen Xiao’ai replied with a smile.
Jun Moyan was amused by her.
He didn’t speak further and stopped working himself, only quietly watching her as she wrote his na over and over, occasionally complinting her.
Every ti Jun Moyan told her "well written," Wen Xiao’ai was as happy as a little kid who had won a prize at school.
Seeing that it was about ti, Jun Moyan stopped her, "That’s enough for today, go take a shower first."
"A shower? Didn’t you say we were going to so kind of celebration banquet, why take a shower now?"
Wen Xiao’ai asked, puzzled.
"I’ve prepared a set of clothes for you. After the shower and dinner, change into them and then we’ll go."
"So does that an I shouldn’t eat too much? Otherwise, I won’t have room for the banquet later."
Jun Moyan raised his hand and gently tapped her head, "Your mind is always on food."
"Food is energy, delicious als can fill one with strength and make people happy." Wen Xiao’ai said earnestly.
"So you’re saying, if I eat a bit more like you, I can also be as happy as you every day?"
"Of course, I’ll share one of my lollipops with you later. You’ll definitely enjoy it."
Jun Moyan was caught between laughter and tears, enviously saying, "Your happiness is really simple."
"It’s you who don’t know how to be content."
Jun Moyan thought about it and felt that what Wen Xiao’ai said made a lot of sense.
But in today’s society, once you are content, you fall behind others.
"Enough talk, go take a shower."
"Okay."
Wen Xiao’ai put down her pen and cheerfully ran out of the study.
After Wen Xiao’ai had taken her shower and they had eaten so dinner together, Jun Moyan handed her a box with clothes in it, telling her to go back to her room to change～
"Mr. Jun, have you set off yet? Don’t you bail on ."
"We leave in fifteen minutes."
"Shall I co and pick you up?" Shangguan Yu held his phone, looking at the lobby downstairs where females occupied up to two-thirds of the space, feeling sowhat of a headache.
Just wanting to hide.
"Yuyu, co down here this instant."
A well-maintained, gentle and beautiful young woman waved at Shangguan Yu who was standing on the second-floor corridor from the downstairs lobby.
Shangguan Yu squatted down with his phone, saying to Jun Moyan on the other end: "Bro, you better hurry up. Help this ti, and I’ll be at your beck and call from now on."
"Are you trying to make change my mind with that last sentence?" ca Jun Moyan’s sowhat schadenfreude-laden voice.
"Co on, bro, I’m really in a tight spot. My mom is coming up to nab people. I can’t take it."
"I’ll be quick."
"How fast is quick? Should I send a helicopter to pick you up?"
"I have another call coming in."
With that, Jun Moyan hung up the phone.
Shangguan Yu looked at the disconnected call, wanting to cry but having no tears, and glanced downstairs, preparing to quietly move back to his room to temporarily evade.
But then his mother’s voice ca again, "Yuyu, what are you doing squatting in the corridor? Co down imdiately."
"Tch!" Shangguan Yu gritted his teeth, reluctantly stood up, and with a smile looked downstairs, "Coming."
"Jun Moyan, I’m changed."
A crisp and lively voice, along with a petite white figure, ran down the stairs.
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