Chapter 882: Chapter 882

Given his current situation, this barrier can’t be broken within a few hours, and even if it is, he wouldn’t be able to leave.

If the barrier has any disturbance, his father will immediately notice.

Jun Moyan half-lay against the headboard, a laptop on his legs, with his long fingers rapidly tapping away on the keyboard, his gaze focused intently on the screen.

Wen Xiao’ai lay lazily on his chest with a milk bottle, her little tail swaying back and forth, quietly accompanying him as he worked.

From time to time, she would look up at Jun Moyan, extend a little paw to stroke his face, and when bored, play with the buttons on his shirt.

"Are you sleepy?" Jun Moyan lowered his gaze to the tiny kitten on his chest. As he spoke, his hands paused, and he reached out to gently pet Wen Xiao’ai’s fluffy little head.

In these three hours, he had asked this question no less than ten times.

Wen Xiao’ai nodded, then shook her head.

Truthfully, she was already sleepy, but Jun Moyan had work to do, and she worried he’d tire himself out.

Despite Wen Xiao’ai’s nodding and shaking her head, Jun Moyan still put away the laptop, effectively ending his unfinished work.

He had just seen her yawn.

He had previously told her to sleep if she was tired, but clearly, Wen Xiao’ai wanted to wait and sleep together.

Jun Moyan held the tiny kitten in front of him, habitually sniffing her little mouth for the scent of milk.

Then he asked, "Do you want to brush your teeth?"

"Meow." Wen Xiao’ai shook her head, pointing her little paw at the pillow, indicating she wanted to sleep.

Jun Moyan didn’t say anything, placing her milk bottle aside, he lay down with Wen Xiao’ai in his arms.

Wen Xiao’ai was so small that no matter how Jun Moyan held her, he felt unsatisfied, so he placed her next to his pillow and then lay on his side.

Wen Xiao’ai snuggled close, her tiny pink nose pressed against Jun Moyan’s nose tip, nearly fully curled on Jun Moyan’s face.

Jun Moyan chuckled, covering her little head with his large hand.

"Xiaoguai, when will you be able to transform back into a human?"

It’s been days since he heard her speak, heard her laugh, heard her call him Jun Moyan.

"Will it take two months like last time when you were injured?"

"Meow meow." Wen Xiao’ai shook her head.

Not that long, I’ve only exhausted my Spiritual Power, not injured.

"Will it be soon then?"

"Meow." Wen Xiao’ai nodded.

Jun Moyan relaxed at that.

"You mentioned I have energy on me that can heal injuries, is that still the case? Can it help you?"

Wen Xiao’ai shook her head.

No, it disappeared long ago.

"Not anymore? Not even a bit?"

Seeing Wen Xiao’ai nod, Jun Moyan felt a vague sense of loss.

Wen Xiao’ai sensed Jun Moyan’s mood change from his silence, and she licked his face with her little tongue as if to comfort him.

Knowing Wen Xiao’ai was comforting him, a smile gradually spread across Jun Moyan’s face. He slightly lifted his head and kissed Wen Xiao’ai’s forehead. Read complete versıon only at novel•fire.net

Since Wen Xiao’ai transformed into a cat, Jun Moyan became a bit more audacious around her because Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t respond more passionately, nor could she say those words that make hearts race.

As expected, once kissed, Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes widened, and after excitedly calling out twice, she eagerly nuzzled her face against Jun Moyan.

Since Wen Xiao’ai transformed into a cat, Jun Moyan practically kept her in his arms at all times, so much so that Wen Xiao’ai sometimes didn’t touch the ground all day with her little paws.