Jun Moyan, hearing her say it felt better, didn’t try to withdraw his hand anymore. His large hand gently rested on her lower abdon, warming her belly.
"Jun Moyan, I don’t want to be a girl, I want to be a boy, like you." Wen Xiao’ai clasped his large hand with her small ones, staring at the ceiling, wishing she could beco a boy.
"A boy?"
Xiaoguai wants to beco a boy? Like him?
Jun Moyan imagined Xiaoguai as a boy... As soon as he did, he furrowed his brows, blurting out.
"No way."
"Why? Is being a boy not good? Aren’t you a boy? And that way, I wouldn’t have to bleed for several days every month, it’s terrible."
"Being a girl is good."
"It’s not good, not one bit, it’s awful."
"Be good, it’ll be over in a few days."
"But it will happen again next month, and the month after that, and the month after that..." Wen Xiao’ai said more, the more she felt being a boy was better.
"I will take good care of you."
"But it still hurts... I can’t even enjoy my food, I can’t sleep, and I always fear that I’ll bleed out..." Wen Xiao’ai complained pitifully.
"You won’t, don’t be afraid."
Wen Xiao’ai suddenly thought of sothing, turned her head to look at Jun Moyan, "Right, if I were a boy, does that an I couldn’t marry you then?"
"Hmm."
"Then I’ll stay a girl, I want to marry you."
"Hmm, being a girl is good." Jun Moyan said with a smile.
"Jun Moyan, move a bit closer to ."
"Okay."
Jun Moyan moved a bit closer to Wen Xiao’ai.
"A little closer."
Jun Moyan drew even nearer.
"Lie down a bit lower, to be the sa height as ... there, just like that."
Wen Xiao’ai looked at the face before her, so handso no matter how she looked at it, she fancied it more the longer she looked, feeling like she had found a treasure.
To co to the Human Realm and be picked up by such a handso person, who was so kind to her, and even going to marry her, it was just too wonderful.
Wen Xiao’ai reached out her small hand, touched Jun Moyan’s eyebrows, then his face.
So handso.
Jun Moyan, looking at the small face up close, felt the coolness of her fingers moving across his face, slling the faint milky scent from her nose and mouth, found his body starting to warm up, even the way he looked at Wen Xiao’ai darkened a bit unconsciously...
The hand that was on her abdon, feeling the warmth of her skin and its slight movents with her breathing, Jun Moyan’s own breathing began to quicken.
He mouthed about the differences between n and won, about maintaining a certain distance from her for her physical and ntal health.
But the mont he turned around, he would forget all about it, because in his heart, Xiaoguai was under his care, whether it be as a person or a cat, she was his, and there was no need for any distance between what was his.
"The drunkard said you’re not a good person, but how can soone as handso as you be a bad person?" Wen Xiao’ai said with a smile.
"Does Gu Sheng look good?" Jun Moyan asked.
"Gu Sheng?" Wen Xiao’ai thought for a while, taking so ti to rember who Gu Sheng was.
"He’s handso, but not as handso as you, you’re the best looking."
"He’s not a good person."
"I know."
"So?"
"You can’t judge soone’s character by their appearance."
"Hmm."
"But even if you were a bad person, I would still like you, as long as you’re Jun Moyan," Wen Xiao’ai said, stroking his face with her small hand and smiling.
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