Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!
Chapter 50 It’s Not the First Time

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 It’s Not the First Time

However, the next moment, Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t laugh anymore.

Because she saw where she had rested her head last night—right over someone’s chest, there was a striking water stain.

Since his clothes were light gray, it looked even more noticeable.

Wen Xiao’ai blinked, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Oh my, this saliva...

Wen Xiao’ai got up and sat on him, looking at Jun Moyan with a guilty conscience.

Her little paws nervously poked each other, her gaze flitting uncertainly, just like a child who had done something wrong waiting to be scolded.

She glanced at the spot over his heart from time to time, then back at him.

She didn’t mean to...

It was happy... its ears and tail moved, guilty and afraid... poking each other with little paws?

Jun Moyan watched its excessively cute behavior, saying nothing.

Seeing that he was just looking at her but not saying anything, Wen Xiao’ai grew increasingly uneasy and unsure.

Though his gaze wasn’t too terrifying, she was still a bit frightened.

She moved off him on her own initiative, sat on the bed, and continued to look at him.

"Meow~"

It really wasn’t on purpose...

Jun Moyan sat up and glanced at her.

Then he got out of bed, took some clean clothes, and headed towards the bathroom.

Just when Wen Xiao’ai thought he was angry and would blame her, his husky, slightly sleepy voice rang out:

"It’s not the first time."

Huh?

Not the first time?

What does that mean?

Wen Xiao’ai looked at the closed bathroom door, slightly dazed.

She remembered that yesterday morning, when she woke up, he was already gone.

Uh... did she drool all over him yesterday too?

And he still let her sleep on him without finding it disgusting?

Wow, humans sure are nice.

Seeing that Jun Moyan had no intention of blaming her, Wen Xiao’ai was instantly revitalized...

About fifteen minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

Jun Moyan, having freshened up and changed, emerged.

He immediately saw Wen Xiao’ai standing at the doorway, waiting for him.

On seeing him come out, she became somewhat excited.

Her little paws pointed towards the door, clearly wanting to go outside.

Jun Moyan walked past her to the bedside table and picked up his phone and her milk bottle.

But then he suddenly remembered something.

He looked toward the balcony, remembering the crow from last night.

He then walked to the balcony, opened the door, and stepped onto it.

Where the crow had perched last night, there were a few drops of fresh blood that had now dried, staining the white tiles.

Jun Moyan picked up the glossy black feather beside the drops of blood.

He fell into a brief contemplation.

"Meow~"

Not until Wen Xiao’ai’s voice rang out did Jun Moyan come back to his senses, put the feather back, and turned to leave the balcony.

The moment the room door opened, Wen Xiao’ai cheerfully ran out, leaving Jun Moyan behind.

Since she had enough treatment time last night, Wen Xiao’ai didn’t plan to cling to him just to vie for these few minutes of treatment time.

"Good morning."

Xiaocha watched Wen Xiao’ai jumping down the stairs, finding her so cute she could hardly resist scooping her up for a cuddle.

But the thought vanished the moment she saw the man following behind Xiao’ai as he came down the stairs.

"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai called out to Xiaocha, seemingly responding.

Xiaocha smiled, then looked at Jun Moyan, immediately stifling the smiling expression on her face, and reverently said:

"Good morning, Third Young Master."

"Mm," Jun Moyan responded indifferently.

"Third Young Master, your and... its breakfast is ready, you may dine now."

"Its name is Xiaoguai." Jun Moyan handed her the milk bottle, "Make some milk formula for it."

"Yes."

"Have Qing Yi go call over the drunkard."

"Alright."