"Xiaoguai?"
Jun Moyan looked at the small pink bundle on Jun Wuchen’s lap, confusedly glancing towards Qing Yi.
"I clearly sent it over to Third Young Master, I have no idea how it got out..." Qing Yi claid innocence.
"ow ow~"
Wen Xiao’ai got a little excited upon seeing Jun Moyan.
Just as she was about to jump off Jun Wuchen’s lap, she rembered how the maid had bullied her, and how miserably she had been chased by a dog. Suddenly, her little temper flared up.
Snorting angrily, she glared at him, then nuzzled the hand that Jun Wuchen had placed on his lap.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai’s move, Jun Moyan slightly furrowed his brows.
This little thing, we’ve only been apart for so long, and it’s already sticking to soone else.
Must be feeling neglected!
"Moyan, you know this cat?"
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai rubbing against his hand, Jun Wuchen opened his palm.
Wen Xiao’ai took the opportunity to put her little head in his palm, and even rubbed against his palm. Then she looked at Jun Moyan, who was coming closer with a dark face.
Outwardly calm, she was actually panicking inside.
But she felt wronged and angry, after all.
So, she couldn’t lose her stance.
"It’s mine," Jun Moyan replied, his sowhat somber eyes fixed on Wen Xiao’ai.
"Yours?" Jun Wuchen seed surprised, "When did you start keeping a cat?"
"A few days ago."
Jun Moyan then directly picked up Wen Xiao’ai and brought her in front of himself, looking her in the eye: "It seems she’s not used to you yet, running off with others so easily."
"ow~" Wen Xiao’ai called to him.
Different from her usual coquettish ow, her tone carried emotion, and Jun Moyan promptly pinched her ear.
Wen Xiao’ai wasn’t quick enough to cover her ears, so her little paw ended up frozen mid-air.
"ow~"
Wen Xiao’ai instantly surrendered.
I was wrong.
"If you’re disobedient, then you should be punished."
After pinching for a good while, Jun Moyan finally let go of her.
Wen Xiao’ai, now freed, felt so wronged she was almost in tears, extending her paw – the one that had just scratched the maid – in front of Jun Moyan:
"ow ow ow~"
Then she pointed towards the handkerchief in Jun Wuchen’s hand, stained with spots of blood.
If the circumstances had allowed, she would have barked a few tis to demonstrate how the big dog had almost made her a snack.
It’s aggravating – he had abandoned her, then left her with a nasty woman who not only shouted and was rough with her but also hurt her.
And she, worried about him, had risked her own life to eavesdrop on the conversation of those three n, almost sacrificing her life and even took a tumble, ending up in a complete ss.
And yet there he was, pinching her ears as punishnt. So unfair, absolutely despicable.
If she didn’t need him to repair her inner core, Wen Xiao’ai would definitely have ditched him for this gentle brother.
The princess is furious.
Jun Moyan glanced at the handkerchief in Jun Wuchen’s hand, his heart tightening slightly:
"Are you injured?"
Jun Moyan freed up one hand to grab her little paw, wanting to inspect it.
But Wen Xiao’ai firmly covered it, refusing to show him.
I won’t let you see, letting you pinch my ears, making angry, scolding .
"Don’t worry, it’s not injured, that’s not its blood," Jun Wuchen said.
Hearing Jun Wuchen’s words, Jun Moyan was sowhat reassured, but he still needed to see it with his own eyes to be completely at ease.
Especially now that she was acting deliberately angry with him, it made him quite uncomfortable.
After all, no one had ever dared to challenge his temper.
Of course, for so mbers of the Jun Family, he simply didn’t want to bother!
"Being disobedient again?"
Jun Moyan’s words made Wen Xiao’ai ekly extend her paw to him.
Those pitiful little eyes, as if she might start crying the next second.
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