"..."
Wen Xiao'ai leaned against Jun Moyan's chest, her small hand clutching his clothes tightly, her body convulsing with sobs, feeling very aggrieved.
"It's okay now, don't cry, I'm here, don't be afraid."
Jun Moyan wiped her tears, smoothing her hair which was wet with sweat and tears.
"Third Young Master, give Wen Xiao'ai some water." Xiaocha handed over a cup of warm water.
Jun Moyan reached out to take it and then fed it to Wen Xiao'ai.
After drinking a few sips, Wen Xiao'ai's throat felt much better, but her mood was still very unstable.
"Don't cry, I'm here, tell me what's wrong." He asked softly.
"...I miss you." Wen Xiao'ai sniffed and said, reaching out to hug Jun Moyan's waist, burying her small face into his chest.
"Did the Clan Leader grandma scold you, and you sneaked out again?"
He lowered his head with a smile and asked, his large hand on the back of her head gently stroking.
"..."
Wen Xiao'ai remained silent, yet couldn't help tears coming to her eyes.
