Humph—Jun Moyan definitely has an issue with her biting his lips.
His lips must be the sa as her ears, you can’t touch them carelessly, touch them and all sorts of discomfort follows.
Since you always pinched my ears before, I’ll bite your lips from now on and get back at you for all the grievances I’ve endured.
"...Better bite my hand."
"No way, keep talking, and I’ll bite you right now."
"You really are a child."
"Humph—" Wen Xiao’ai reached out and grabbed both of his ears, "Do I hurt you?"
"It hurts."
"Then will you let bite?"
"...I’ll definitely rember in the future."
Uh-huh... Talking all seriously now, but later it’s going to be all day every day thinking of ways to beg for a bite—
"I don’t care, if you upset later on, I’ll bite your lips."
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai seemingly getting angry again, Jun Moyan could only nod: "...Okay."
Wen Xiao’ai then let go of his ears, raised her hand to touch her small canines, and looked at Jun Moyan sowhat triumphantly, "You’d better be careful in the future, I bite hard."
Jun Moyan watched Wen Xiao’ai as her expressions changed between anger and laughter, a smile forming on his lips, his gaze gradually softening as well.
Indeed, when she was happy, he was happy too.
The driver’s side door suddenly opened, and a pretty woman dressed in black, with a ponytail, got in the car.
After closing the door, she fastened her seatbelt and respectfully called out, "Third Young Master."
"Hmm." Jun Moyan answered indifferently.
At this mont, the smile at the corner of his mouth and the tender gaze he had for Wen Xiao’ai were all gone, replaced by his usual coldness to strangers.
"Oh, Hong Yi?" Wen Xiao’ai got up, holding the back of Hong Yi’s seat with both hands, gazing at her with a pair of blue eyes.
She had only t Hong Yi twice, and it had been two months since the last ti she saw her.
Hearing the voice, Hong Yi imdiately turned around.
When she saw this unfamiliar girl, she instinctively kept a safe distance from Wen Xiao’ai, watching her warily as she asked coldly, "Who are you?"
"I’m raised by Jun Moyan," Wen Xiao’ai cheerfully replied.
Hong Yi frowned.
Raised by the Third Young Master...?
She looked towards Jun Moyan.
"Her na is Wen Xiao’ai."
Jun Moyan stated expressionlessly, and then turned to Wen Xiao’ai, "Xiao’ai, co here and sit properly."
"Oh."
Wen Xiao’ai obediently returned to her seat, sitting next to Jun Moyan.
Seeing this, Hong Yi could hardly believe her eyes.
Since when had there been a girl by the Third Young Master’s side?
And they were so... intimate.
Is this really the Third Young Master?
’Qing Yi said you were looking for , about Ais?’
Snapping back to reality, Hong Yi shifted her gaze from Wen Xiao’ai’s face and replied, ’...Yes.’
’Have you found him?’
Hong Yi didn’t answer but glanced at Wen Xiao’ai instead.
’She’s one of us,’ Jun Moyan said, putting an end to Hong Yi’s doubts with a single sentence.
’I found him. He returned to Holy City a few days back and ca back to the Capital City yesterday. Do you want to take you there now?’
’Hmm.’
’Okay.’
Hong Yi took one last look at Wen Xiao’ai and then turned to start the engine, driving the two towards the place where Ais was located...
Gu Yao wandered the streets, disheartened, occasionally raising her hand to wipe away the tears that uncontrollably fell.
Ever since she left the Shangguan Family’s front gate, all along the way, she kept telling herself that it was no big deal, just a man; without Shangguan Yu, Gu Yao wouldn’t lack suitors.
But the more she thought that way, the more painful her heart beca, and the more fiercely the tears flowed.
It was the first ti she had actively pursued soone so desperately, yet it ended in such a tragedy.
Gu Yao truly couldn’t accept it.
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