Wen Xiao'ai approached him and stretched out her delicate front paw, placing it in the palm of his hand.
Indeed, at the moment their bodies touched, the mysterious energy that could heal her injuries surged into her body.
It made Wen Xiao'ai feel slightly content as she squinted her eyes in enjoyment.
While drawing energy from him, Wen Xiao'ai didn't forget to lift her fluffy little head and look up at Jun Moyan with a pair of beautiful deep blue eyes.
She was showing goodwill towards him.
After all, as a cat under the roof, one must bow its head. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel•fire.net
Even though she was a cat fallen on hard times, fortunately, she was not tormented by any vicious dogs.
Jun Moyan's thumb gently pressed on the little paw resting in his palm and softly said,
Before Wen Xiao'ai could react, Jun Moyan picked her up off the ground directly.
This sudden increase in altitude made Wen Xiao'ai cry out.
It wasn't that she was cowardly; it was just that with her small stature, coupled with the superior height of this human... even if she wasn't afraid of heights, she might be forced to develop acrophobia.
Jun Moyan failed to notice her discomfort, and thinking that she was struggling out of fear, he held her gently in his arms.
With her in his embrace, Jun Moyan began examining the wounds on her body.
Wen Xiao'ai initially wanted to leap from this frightening height, but now held in his arms, the originally weak mysterious energy began to grow denser, making her unwilling to leave.
Gradually, Wen Xiao'ai discovered that the mysterious energy seemed to be coming from this person's heart.
Wen Xiao'ai moved her paws, wanting to climb to the position of his heart, where the energy must be even more intense.
His voice, deep and rich like red wine, sounded from above, stirring the heartstrings, and causing Wen Xiao'ai to nearly lose her soul.
Gosh, this human's voice is so enticing it almost feels like cheating.
Seeing the little creature in his embrace settling down, Jun Moyan glanced at it.
But what he saw was it staring at him with a pair of deep blue eyes, fixated in a daze, which made Jun Moyan chuckle unwittingly.
That smile dazzled Wen Xiao'ai's eyes.
However, the next moment, the faint smile on his face froze.
The smile gradually faded, his sword-like eyebrows furled slightly, and his eyes showed a complexity as if he had seen something unbelievable.
The hand that was checking Wen Xiao'ai's injuries also paused.
It was just for a moment, before he started to incredulously search her body for something.
How could it be, where did the wound go?
No, it should be said it had healed.
Because the spot where she had been shot had left a light scar, though it was difficult to notice due to the fur covering it, it was definitely there.
Even with all the experiences that Jun Moyan had been through, and as calm as he was, he felt a bit unsettled at that moment.
If it were not for the blood on its body, together with his recognition of its eyes, and remembrance of its voice, Jun Moyan would have doubted whether this cat was the same one that took a bullet for him.
Wen Xiao'ai was captivated by Jun Moyan's laugh, but before she could enjoy it for a few more seconds, she saw him furrow his brows, which made her unhappy.
She hadn't had enough of looking at him.
Wen Xiao'ai didn't know where she got the courage from, but she stretched out her little paw, trying to draw a smile on his face.
Unfortunately, she couldn't reach at all.
Feeling Jun Moyan searching for something on her body, Wen Xiao'ai suddenly remembered.
Oh no, her wound... he couldn't suspect her, could he?
He wouldn't think of her as some monster and decide to blast her or cook her, right...?
Wen Xiao'ai couldn't help but shiver.
Outside, urgent footsteps echoed through the hallway.
Then the figure clad in white appeared at the doorway.
His forehead was covered in sweat, his expression unsettled as if he had seen a ghost, and the words he uttered indeed... spoke of ghosts.
"Third Young Master, Third Young Master, I've seen a ghost."