Chapter 820: Chapter 820

"So heavy." Wen Xiao’ai reached out to push him, but couldn’t move him at all.

Jun Moyan buried his face in her neck, gently rubbing, his nose and lips brushing against her skin now and then.

Jun Moyan called her name softly, with his eyes closed.

Drunk, his voice was even more alluring than usual, making Wen Xiao’ai’s ears feel weak and soft, as if she was drunk too.

"...What are you doing?"

"...You’re not allowed to give Brother Ye Qi sweets anymore." His breath, infused with alcohol, continuously sprayed onto Wen Xiao’ai’s neck, making her feel both ticklish and uncomfortable.

Jun Moyan felt terrible, truly awful.

He could never have imagined that his closest brother would also like Xiaoguai.

He really never thought of it.

He wasn’t blaming Jun Wuchen, nor anyone else, just feeling hurt inside.

He feared that his relationship with Jun Wuchen might deteriorate because of Wen Xiao’ai, and he feared Jun Wuchen’s affection might be cruelly suffocated by him.

Even if Jun Wuchen didn’t say anything, just quietly liking her, it drove Jun Moyan crazy.

He didn’t want Jun Wuchen to feel sad, nor did he want Wen Xiao’ai to be longed for by others.

Why did it have to be Xiao’ai?

One was his closest person, the other was the one he loved the most, it was all his destiny.

At this moment, Jun Moyan wished he could be foolish for once, wished he hadn’t discovered Jun Wuchen’s feelings, but just one look from Jun Wuchen and he understood everything.

"Why not? Aren’t good things meant to be shared? Besides, I have lots of lollipops."

"Just not allowed!" He argued like a child for affection, his words somewhat childish, yet inexplicably cute.

"You are mine, everything of yours is mine, without my permission, even a strand of hair can’t be touched by others."

Xiaoguai was his, just his alone, he wouldn’t allow anyone to like or long for her, not even his closest brother.

"...I want to hide you away, not letting Brother Ye Qi see you, not letting anyone like you."

"What are you talking about? Are you sick? Why are you saying such strange things?"

Wen Xiao’ai curiously reached out to touch his forehead.

"You’re not allowed to like anyone else, Brother Ye Qi, and Ye Qi, none are allowed, you can only like me." He domineeringly demanded Wen Xiao’ai.

In truth, he was just as insecure as Wen Xiao’ai, always fearing her departure.

"Jun Moyan, you keep saying things to upset me, you clearly said you’d like whoever I like, but now not letting me like Brother Ye Qi is one thing, why even your own brother?" Wen Xiao’ai angrily pushed the head nestled against her neck.

"Stop leaning on me, so heavy."

Wen Xiao’ai didn’t know what drunk people were like, so Jun Moyan’s words to her were no different from what he’d say when sober.

"I said you can’t like them means you can’t!"

"Jun Moyan, you’re being unreasonable."

Actually, Jun Moyan’s tone was not at all forceful, it sounded more like he was acting spoiled.

Even when drunk, unable to control his words and actions, he wouldn’t speak harshly to Wen Xiao’ai.

But Wen Xiao’ai was just unwilling to listen: "I want to like them, they’re so kind to me, why can’t I like them."

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Jun Moyan, who had kept his eyes closed with his face buried in Wen Xiao’ai’s neck, suddenly opened his eyes and lifted his head, directly sealing Wen Xiao’ai’s mouth with his lips, which had stirred his jealousy.

Swept up in jealousy, Jun Moyan gently nibbled at her lips, passionately sucking, the aroma of alcohol blossoming between their mouths, rushing straight to Wen Xiao’ai’s mind.

Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes widened, her mind somewhat blank.