Wen Xiao'ai didn't even drink it, she just said.
Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao'ai, whose little mouth was pouting high, knowing she was upset, but he didn't say anything. He just blew on the warm water in the cup.
"Alright."
"Still hot."
Jun Moyan, with good temper, blew on it again.
"Not hot anymore."
"Hmph(´◔‸◔')."
Wen Xiao'ai snorted before she was willing to drink the water.
If she weren't really thirsty, she'd insist on Jun Moyan blowing ice cubes into this glass of water.
Who told him to bully her so much last night.
After she drank the water, Jun Moyan carried Wen Xiao'ai to freshen up, and then carried her back to the bed.
"Next time I want to be on top."
Jun Moyan, who was covering Wen Xiao'ai's legs with the blanket, heard her sudden, out-of-nowhere statement and asked in confusion: "What next time on top?"
