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Chapter 91 Xiaoguai, Don’t Move

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Xiaoguai, Don’t Move

Qing Yi really didn’t know what else to say to him, "Stay away from Xiaoguai from now on, the Third Young Master is not just scaring you, he’s truly angry."

"Can it really be that serious? It’s just a cat, and he treasures it like that?"

"I’m not joking with you, if there’s a next time, be careful or the Third Young Master might really break your legs."

"Pfft..." the drunkard didn’t take it seriously.

"Drinking really does cause trouble," Qing Yi frowned as he looked at the drunkard, who couldn’t be parted from his liquor.

"If you could give up drinking, I would just..."

Before Qing Yi could finish, the drunkard cut him off, "That’s like asking for my life."

"Is liquor that important to you?"

"Burp..." the drunkard let out a hiccup, grinned at Qing Yi and said, "Without liquor, I can’t live."

Qing Yi was silent...

Wen Xiao’ai, who had never drunk before, got utterly drunk after a few sips, due to curiosity and the drunkard’s coaxing.

She nestled in Jun Moyan’s arms, constantly trying to climb to the position of his heart.

Because it was full of energy there, and comfortable.

But she only managed to climb a little before tumbling down; buoyed by the alcohol, Wen Xiao’ai was very persistent and seemed to enjoy it.

"Don’t move around," Jun Moyan, holding the restless creature, walked through the long corridor and returned to his room.

Wanting to put it on the bed, Wen Xiao’ai tightly clung to his clothes.

"Meow~"

Her drunken voice was indescribably soft and mushy, melting anyone’s heart upon hearing it.

"Be good, go to sleep," Jun Moyan tried to pry its little paws off his shirt.

However, the drunken Wen Xiao’ai had quite a grip.

Jun Moyan, not wanting to hurt its paws, could only wait until it let go on its own.

After waiting for a while, Wen Xiao’ai was still clinging to his clothes, showing no intention of letting go, and kept trying to climb higher.

Jun Moyan had no choice but to carry it to his study.

He opened his laptop, took out a document, and began to work.

He let Wen Xiao’ai make all sorts of commotions in his arms.

Wen Xiao’ai felt her body was light as a feather, with a sensation of wanting to take off, but her head was so dizzy that she couldn’t even stand steadily.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiao’ai grasped his shirt, continuously trying to climb higher; under the influence of alcohol, she was unusually determined, falling back to her original spot after climbing a bit, and immediately getting up to continue climbing.

Jun Moyan looked down at her, "Where do you want to climb to?"

"Meow meow~"

The drunken Wen Xiao’ai didn’t seem to understand his words, her little paws grabbed onto a button on his shirt, her hind paws stepped on his belt as if she had found a leverage point, struggling more fiercely to climb up...

Jun Moyan reached out, picked up her tiny body, and placed her directly onto his shoulder, saying:

"Stop moving around, or I’ll pinch your ears."

"Meow~"

Wen Xiao’ai, as if she understood the last warning threat, carefully shifted her little body and sat on his shoulder, with all four paws hugging Jun Moyan’s neck, and even placed one right at his Adam’s apple.

She nestled her fluffy little head beneath his ear, then stayed still.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Jun Moyan continued to work.

But he was very gentle with his movements and even straightened his body, scared that she might not be sitting securely and could fall off his shoulder.

However, Wen Xiao’ai, who had just calmed down for not even two minutes, was again influenced by the alcohol; her little paws hugged his neck, and her fluffy little head kept rubbing against his neck, cheek, and ear.

"Xiaoguai," Jun Moyan’s hand holding the pen paused, his voice full of helplessness.

"Meow~" Wen Xiao’ai let out a soft cry and kept rubbing.