Seeing that Jun Moyan's face was normal, and there was really nothing wrong, Wen Xiaoai said with some grievances: "Is it because I kissed too much, so you are unhappy?" ”

"It's not."

Hearing him say no, Wen Xiaoai's eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's fun, huh?"

“……”

"Isn't it?"

“……”

Seeing Wen Xiaoai waiting for his answer expectantly, the corners of Jun Moyan's lips moved slightly: "...... Well. ”

"I'm happy too." Wen Xiaoai excitedly rubbed Jun Moyan's face with her little face.

"I will kiss every day in the future, kiss a lot, so that we are all happy~"

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai didn't bother with yesterday's events anymore, Jun Moyan was a lot more relieved.

In fact, he knew that she couldn't be so quick and didn't care, she must still be apprehensive and afraid, but she didn't and didn't want to show it anymore.

Sometimes she is said to be ignorant, but sometimes, she is also sensible and distressing.

Jun Moyan raised his hand and touched her little head.

"Jun Mo Yan, do you want to get up?"

"What about you?"

"I don't think about it yet, I want to lie on top of you for a while." Wen Xiaoai's ears were close to his heart, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, I liked it very much.

"Then let's lie on my stomach."

"Hmm~"

Jun Moyan looked at the ceiling, his eyes were a little complicated, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his mood gradually dropped.

He spoke suddenly, whispering to her.

"Little girl?"

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just want to call you."

"Jun Mo Yan?"

"Huh?"

"Hee-hee, it's okay, I want to call you too."

Jun Moyan smiled, and the big hand on her head gently rubbed her hair.

Something suddenly came to mind.

"Little girl, I always forgot to ask you, do you really have nine lives?"

"Yes, my people have nine lives." Wen Xiaoai said with some pride.

"And how many lives do you have now?"

"Six more."

"Rokujo?" Jun Mo Yan frowned: "Except for the first time we met, you died twice?" ”

"Hmm."

"When? Why so careless? ”

"Because I'm too naughty, I'm looking for death ......" Wen Xiaoai was a little embarrassed.

"......" Jun Mo Yan was really angry and distressed: "Be careful in the future, don't make trouble with your life again." ”

"Don't worry, I still have six lives, and I can live for a long, long time."

I'll live a long, long time.

Wen Xiaoai's words kept echoing in Jun Moyan's mind.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and his expression was a little sad, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

"yes, you can live a long, long time."

And I can't......

Jun Moyan, who has always been pessimistic about life and death, has been afraid of this matter since he developed a sense of responsibility for Wen Xiaoai.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that after he dies, she will be sad, sad, and will not be able to take care of herself.

Wen Xiaoai heard the sadness in Jun Moyan's words, and thought of what the drunkard said, they humans can only live for a hundred years.

Wen Xiaoai moved her body up slightly, and put her two arms around Jun Moyan's neck, and Jun Moyan raised her head cooperatively.

Wen Xiaoai put her arms around his neck, rubbed his chin with her little face, and said in a comforting tone.

"Jun Moyan, don't be sad, even if you can only live for a hundred years, it doesn't matter, I will wait for you to be reincarnated in Wuyuan."

"When you come back from reincarnation, I will wait for you to grow up and grow into Jun Moyan, and we can be together again."

"And I can take care of you as a baby, right?"