Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!
Chapter 54: I promise not to let anyone touch my ears

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: I promise not to let anyone touch my ears

"What are you doing?" the drunkard looked at him.

"Don’t touch anything recklessly." Jun Moyan gave the drunkard a warning glance, then withdrew his hand.

Turning his gaze towards Wen Xiao’ai, his eyes held a hint of displeasure.

Wen Xiao’ai was caught off guard by his sudden change.

In a flash, she seemed to realize something.

Then immediately, in retaliation, she slapped her paw on the back of the drunkard’s hand, which was still suspended in mid-air, not yet withdrawn.

"Meow!" she called out unfriendly towards the drunkard.

Then, covering her own two small ears, she looked at Jun Moyan with a somewhat pitiful expression, as if to say, I promise not to let others touch my ears.

But... you can’t touch them either.

"You little thing, quite spirited." The drunkard withdrew his hand, luckily he wasn’t scratched, otherwise he would have to get vaccinated.

"Anything else? If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving."

"There is." Jun Moyan spoke and turned towards the door to walk out.

"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai saw him leaving and became somewhat anxious.

Why wasn’t he taking her? Was he angry?

The drunkard, seeing Wen Xiao’ai on the desk staring eagerly at Jun Moyan’s retreating back, chuckled:

"Your owner sure is grouchy. See, he’s not even paying attention to you. How about considering following me? With me, you can have wine every day."

"Meow!"

Wen Xiao’ai was about to throw her milk bottle at him but felt somewhat reluctant, so she instead grabbed a pen from Jun Moyan’s drawing and threw it at him.

It’s all your fault!

If Jun Moyan got angry and chased her away, or wouldn’t let her lie on him anymore, how would she heal, how would she get home.

As annoying as that annoying ghost, hmph.

"Alright, stop teasing it." Qing Yi pulled the drunkard out of the study.

Passing by Jun Moyan’s room, they noticed his door was not closed. Glancing inside, they saw him standing on the balcony.

The drunkard, sipping his drink, walked in: "Anything else?"

Jun Moyan did not respond, waiting until the drunkard and Qing Yi came beside him before suddenly asking an off-the-cuff question:

"What color are the eyes of a crow?"

That one last night, it was indeed a crow.

"Huh?" The drunkard was startled, "What? Crows? Why are we suddenly talking about crows?"

"You’re not getting addicted to pets, are you? A cat is not enough; now a crow? That’s not good, crows are not auspicious, and... crows like to eat the flesh of the dead."

The drunkard deliberately spoke in a spooky tone towards the end.

But he was met with Jun Moyan’s cold indifference and disregard.

Qing Yi tugged at his shirt to hint that he should not speak recklessly, as he had already noticed the few dried bloodstains and a black feather on the balcony.

And that’s where Jun Moyan’s gaze stayed.

What happened last night?

"Black and dark brown, any problems, Third Young Master?" Qing Yi replied.

The drunkard, somewhat speechless, curled his lips, finding Qing Yi foolish to answer such a silly question.

"Ever seen a crow with red eyes?" Jun Moyan’s eyes, amber-brown, fixed on those few drops of blood.

Under the moonlight last night, he had clearly seen that these drops of blood had flowed from the crow’s eyes...

And it was after the confrontation with him that it seemed unable to bear it and started bleeding...

This was truly hard to believe.

"A crow with red eyes..." The drunkard paused while about to drink, muttering...

"Red-eyed crows?" Qing Yi was stunned, "It’s true that some crows have red around their eyes, but ones with red eyes probably don’t exist."

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