"Meow~"
Humph.
Wen Xiao'ai turned her little head away.
"You're something, aren't you? You even brought that smelly cat into the room."
Jun Moyan spoke as he leaned over, using his forehead to gently nudge the still blanketed Wen Xiao'ai and then pinned her small body beneath him.
Wen Xiao'ai extended her small paw to hold back Jun Moyan's approaching face.
But Jun Moyan easily pushed her little paw aside and lowered his head to bite her on the cheek.
"Meow~"
Wen Xiao'ai let out a soft sound, her tone carrying a hint of playful irritation, but also some dissatisfaction.
After biting for a while, Jun Moyan released her: "Still angry?"
"Meow~" Wen Xiao'ai gave him a sideways glance, then looked away.
Jun Moyan sighed softly: "Are you hungry? I asked Xiaocha to cook your favorite."
"..."
