Chapter 15 Third Young Master, I'm Damned

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai came in front of him, stretched out her pink front paw to rest on his palm.

Sure enough, the moment the two bodies came into contact, the mysterious energy that could heal her injuries rushed into her body.

Wen Xiaoai narrowed his eyes slightly with some comfort, enjoying it very much.

While absorbing his energy, Wen Xiaoai did not forget to raise her little furry head, and looked at Jun Moyan with a pair of beautiful big dark blue eyes.

She is courting him.

No way, the cat was under the eaves and had to bow its head.

Although she is a cat in Pingyang, fortunately she has not been bullied by vicious dogs for the time being.

Jun Moyan pressed his thumb lightly on the little paw resting on its palm, and said softly:

"thanks."

Um?

thanks?

What's the meaning?

Before Wen Xiaoai could react, she was picked up directly from the ground by Jun Moyan.

The sudden rise made Wen Xiaoai scream out.

"Meow~"

It's not that she's timid, it's because of her small size, coupled with the superior height of this human being... If you don't have a fear of heights, you will be forced to develop a fear of heights.

Jun Moyan didn't notice her discomfort, seeing it struggling, thought it was afraid of him.

Holding it gently in his arms, Jun Moyan began to examine the wounds on her body.

Wen Xiaoai originally wanted to jump away from this huge high place, but now being held in his arms, the originally weak mysterious energy began to become stronger, making her reluctant to leave at all.

Wen Xiaoai gradually discovered that the mysterious energy seemed to come from this person's heart.

Wen Xiaoai moved her paws, trying to crawl to the position of his heart, where the energy must be stronger.

"do not move."

His deep and mellow voice, like red wine, sounded from above, so provocative that Wen Xiaoai almost lost his soul.

Damn, I'm killing Ben Meow, this human voice is so nice that it's a foul.

Seeing that the little thing in his arms was at peace, Jun Moyan glanced at it.

But it was staring at him in a daze with its big dark blue eyes, this cute little appearance made Jun Moyan laugh dumbly.

This smile dazzled Wen Xiaoai's eyes.

But the next moment, the faint smile on his face froze.

The smile gradually subsided, a pair of sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the expression in his eyes was complicated, as if he had seen something incredible.

His hand, which was checking Wen Xiaoai's injuries, also stopped.

But it was only for a moment, and then he searched for something on her in disbelief.

How come, why is the wound gone?

No, it should be said that he was cured.

Because it still had a shallow scar where it got the gunshot wound. Although it was hard to see because of the hair blocking it, it was there.

No matter how much Jun Moyan has experienced, no matter how calm he is, he is not calm at the moment.

If it weren't for the bloodstains on its body, and he recognized its eyes and remembered its sound, Jun Moyan would have wondered if this cat was the one that blocked the gun for him before.

Wen Xiaoai was dazzled by Jun Moyan's smile, but within a few seconds he frowned, which made her very unhappy.

She hasn't seen enough.

Wen Xiaoai didn't know where he got the courage to stretch out his little paws to pull a smile on his face.

But she couldn't reach it at all.

Feeling Jun Moyan rummaging for something on her body, Wen Xiaoai remembered.

Broken, the wound on her body...he wouldn't suspect it, would he?

I wouldn't treat her as some kind of monster, just blow her up...

Wen Xiaoai couldn't help shivering.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the room.

Then a figure in white appeared at the door.

His forehead was covered with sweat, his expression of being in shock was as if he had seen a ghost, and the words he said really... Hell.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Master, I've gone to hell."