"Did you take a bath?" he asked again.
"Yeah, I just finished," Wen Xiao'ai said as she stood up from the couch, showing Jun Moyan the pajamas she was wearing.
Then she settled back down on the couch.
"Didn't wash your hair?"
"I don't want to wash my hair, you can't dry it for me anyway."
"...I'll rush back tomorrow night."
"I have to wait until tomorrow night? Then I have to sleep alone again tonight." Wen Xiao'ai frowned slightly, looking somewhat unhappy.
Jun Moyan watched the unhappy look on Wen Xiao'ai's face and thought about how she used to meditate or practice when she couldn't sleep before, not clinging to people like she does now, only clinging to him... Jun Moyan felt as if a bottle of mixed emotions had been knocked over in his heart, unable to describe the taste.
You depend on me so much, what will you do if you really have to leave me...
