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Chapter 174: Jun Moyan, when will you come back? I miss you to death.
Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Jun Moyan, when will you come back? I miss you to death.
"Meow~"
Wen Xiao’ai happily climbed from his embrace onto his shoulder, then half-hugged his neck, rubbing against him non-stop.
Jun Moyan, thank you so much.
Once this princess regains her human form, I will surely repay you well.
"Heh..." Seeing it so happy, Jun Moyan chuckled lightly, "What’s making you so happy anyway?"
This princess is about to regain her human form soon, and then I’ll be able to talk and pinch your ears. Of course, I am happy.
"Come down, you can’t sit still on my shoulder. Be careful not to fall."
Wen Xiao’ai rubbed against him again and then obediently slid down into his arms, still joyously meowing at him with her little head tilted up.
"Meow~"
Jun Moyan stroked its fluffy little head and, holding it, turned to go back to the villa: "Come and have dinner with me."
Upon hearing this, Wen Xiao’ai nodded frantically: "Meow meow."
Okay, okay, just in time I wanted to eat a little bit more~
In the evening, Jun Moyan sat on the bed, looking at the little medicine bottle in his hand, and after thinking it over, he opened it, took out the only blood-red medicine pill inside, and then ate it.
"Xiaoguai, I’m going on a business trip these next few days, you stay home and be good."
This dream, he had no time to research it lately; he’d consider it again later.
Not sure about the effects of the medicine, he hoped it would work and not interfere with his travel and work in the coming days.
However, unbeknownst to Jun Moyan, once he swallowed that medicine pill, that dream would never appear again~
"Meow~"
Business trip?
What’s a business trip?
Wen Xiao’ai indicated she didn’t understand and continued drinking her milk.
In the evening, Wen Xiao’ai once again cozily snuggled into Jun Moyan’s neck for the night.
The next morning when she woke up, Jun Moyan was no longer on the bed.
She got up from the bed and left the room.
Feeling a bit strange, why didn’t she oversleep today?
Running to the study, she didn’t find Jun Moyan, then ran downstairs, but still couldn’t find him.
Finally, she simply ran out of the villa and squeezed into the flowerbed from the day before.
A few minutes later, she came out again, bouncing back to the villa.
Looking for Jun Moyan, looking for Jun Moyan, if nothing unexpected happens, by tonight, she should be able to recover.
However, when Wen Xiao’ai ran back to the villa, what awaited her was Xiaocha’s words: "The young master has gone out, he won’t be back these next few days."
Wen Xiao’ai was so angry she didn’t even eat lunch, and went straight back to her room to sulk.
I’m so mad, I’m so mad.
Why did he have to leave just at this time? Couldn’t he have left a day later?
For three days in a row, Wen Xiao’ai was downcast and listless, with no appetite for food or drink.
Either sitting on the couch in a daze or going back to her room to sulk.
Every time she heard a car at the door, she would immediately rush out, only to return to the couch disappointed each time.
At night, she tossed and turned in bed, only able to sleep while hugging a milk bottle.
Jun Moyan, when will you come back? This princess misses you to death.
"Xiaoguai, won’t you eat something?" Xiaocha, holding a dinner plate, crouched in front of the couch, looking at Wen Xiao’ai with her little head drooped, at a loss.
"..."
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t even glance at the food.
I! Want! Jun! Moyan!
"Xiaoguai, are you missing the young master?"
"Meow meow~" Wen Xiao’ai finally lifted her head, her eyes brightening as she looked at Xiaocha.
"So, if you were to see the young master, you’d be willing to eat?"
"Meow meow~" Wen Xiao’ai nodded.
"Hmm... then wait here, I’ll ask." Saying this, Xiaocha took out her phone and dialed Qing Yi’s number.
Qing Yi conveyed a message to Jun Moyan, and then directly started a video call.
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