Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1228: Yingying...
Sarcastic, really too sarcastic.
Wen Xiao’ai sat back under the shade of the tree, exhausted, leaning against the trunk, feeling utterly drained both physically and emotionally.
"Here."
A hand reached out to her.
Wen Xiao’ai lowered her gaze and saw that Nie Jiuque was holding a handful of candy.
The candy wrappers were colorful and very beautiful.
As Wen Xiao’ai looked at the candy in his hand, her mind was filled with the image of Jun Moyan, and she felt a momentary daze.
She looked away and said weakly, "I don’t eat candy."
She didn’t want candy, she didn’t want anything, only Jun Moyan.
The hand holding the candy visibly stiffened.
"...Weren’t you the one who liked candy the most?"
His tone was as if he was sharing his most cherished thing with the person he loved most, yet the other person didn’t like it at all.
She had indeed said that candy was her favorite... why wasn’t she eating it now?
"How do you know I like candy?" Wen Xiao’ai asked, looking at him.
Suppressing the urge to unveil his mask.
"...I guessed. Girls are supposed to like sweets."
"I do like it, but I only eat the candy given by Jun Moyan." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"..."
He silently withdrew his hand, looking at the handful of candy, feeling as if he’d bitten into something bitter.
Realizing her refusal might have hurt him, Wen Xiao’ai gently pursed her lips and looked at him.
"Why do you always wear a mask? Is your face injured?"
Nie Jiuque gathered his emotions upon hearing her take the initiative to speak.
With a smile, he replied, "No, it’s just..."
"Just what?"
"This face... isn’t mine."
At first hearing, the words sounded inexplicably chilling.
But Wen Xiao’ai suddenly remembered, the Demon Lord Nie Jiuque was someone reincarnated.
This face was naturally different from his in the past life.
"Your eyes are very beautiful, your face shouldn’t be hard to look at. Even if it was, so what? A body received from one’s parents, no matter how beautiful, is just a shell. Being a good person is what matters."
But she felt that his reason for wearing the mask all the time wasn’t this.
"You’re right." He smiled.
"Then... can you show me?"
She truly wanted to see his face, the Nie Jiuque in her dreams and the one before her now, both gave her a feeling of familiarity.
"Not yet."
"Why ’not yet’?"
Did that mean not now, but it could be in the future?
Nie Jiuque pondered for a moment, then purposelessly remarked, "This outfit of yours looks much better than that wedding outfit."
"Hmph, if you don’t want to show, then forget it."
Wen Xiao’ai pouted and stopped looking at him, closing her eyes while leaning against the trunk.
Lately, she always felt mentally drained, lacking strength in everything she did, constantly drowsy.
Nie Jiuque looked at Wen Xiao’ai, who seemed a bit mad at him, and couldn’t help but chuckle silently.
He just sat there quietly, staring blankly at her.
His intense gaze lingered incessantly on her delicate face, tracing from her eyebrows, to her nose, to her lips...
It had been so long, so long, since he looked at her this way.
"Yingying..."
Lost in thought, he couldn’t help but mutter.
Wen Xiao’ai’s eyelids fluttered, then she opened her eyes.
Nie Jiuque, not realizing he had spoken out loud until he saw Wen Xiao’ai open her eyes, was suddenly aware of what he had said.
"Were you calling me?"
Wen Xiao’ai looked at him.
"..."
He didn’t answer, just watched her nervously.
Neither denying nor admitting.
