Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao'ai, a smile involuntarily spreading across his lips, his heart feeling warm.
Despite her mischievousness and claims she was still young and ignorant, the words she sometimes spoke really warmed his heart.
That smile from Jun Moyan made Wen Xiao'ai even more delighted.
She couldn't bring herself to look away from Jun Moyan's face and just wanted to keep gazing at him.
As she watched, Wen Xiao'ai couldn't help but pursed her lips and softly murmured, "Jun Moyan, I want a kiss."
After she finished speaking, Wen Xiao'ai actually blushed a bit, but her eyes were full of expectation, even a touch of nervousness.
She didn't know why she was nervous; after all, she never used to be, perhaps for fear that Jun Moyan would scold her.
"..." Jun Moyan's smile froze, and after hesitating for two seconds, he blurted out, "No."
"Hmph ╭(╯^╰)╮" Seeing that Jun Moyan actually refused directly, Wen Xiao'ai was a bit unhappy.
