"What on earth are you talking about? Humans now have free love and marriage. Marrying Jun Moyan is my business; what does it have to do with Brother Ye Qi?"
"You... I..."
"You what?"
"You come with me right now, you're not allowed to stay here." Feng Liyan stretched out her little paw, trying to drag Wen Xiao'ai out of the blanket.
"I don't want to, I'm not leaving." Wen Xiao'ai clutched the blanket tightly.
"Are you coming or not?"
"Not going."
The two were meowing back and forth in argument when the door handle suddenly turned, and the door was pushed open from the outside.
Jun Moyan appeared at the doorway, holding Wen Xiao'ai's milk bottle.
As the door opened, Jun Moyan immediately heard the meowing that didn't belong to Wen Xiao'ai, his brows furrowed instinctively, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.
Jun Moyan looked at the big bed where the little figure of Feng Liyan, dressed in deep blue, stood out strikingly against the white sheets.
