Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1273: No One Can Ever Separate Us Again
"Don’t cry," he said hoarsely, softly comforting her.
Just a minute ago, he didn’t dare meet her as Jun Moyan.
He was afraid... afraid she would be scared, afraid she would know his identity, fear him, resent him, hate him, and unable to face him.
Likewise, he didn’t know how to face her due to the events from a thousand years ago.
Lately, she has been with the Demon Lord, and he was really scared...
But now, holding her, feeling her so tangibly, he no longer felt anxious.
"Wuu wuu... Jun Moyan, I thought I would never see you again. I thought... I thought you were eaten by that big monster just now. Wuu wuu... I was scared to death." Wen Xiao’ai sobbed, unable to catch her breath.
"It’s okay now, I’m here."
An hour ago, he also thought he would never see her again.
"I missed you so much... Wuu wuu, I almost married Brother Ye Qi, almost... almost couldn’t see you again, wuu wuu..."
"I was so scared, afraid you thought I got married and wouldn’t want me anymore, afraid you would be sad and upset, afraid you would drink, afraid you would raise other cats, afraid the Demon Clan would attack the Cat Demon Clan again, afraid Grandma the Clan Leader would get into trouble, I was afraid... wuu wuu..."
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t even know how she managed to get through this time.
Compared to the dangers outside, the peaceful yet hopeless waiting in Ziqiong Forest was a kind of torment, a kind of torture.
Jun Moyan’s eyes were wet, his heartache so intense he could hardly breathe.
"There, there, don’t be afraid, don’t cry anymore, it’s over now, no one will ever dare hurt you again, and no one can separate us anymore."
"Wuu wuu..."
Wen Xiao’ai seemed to want to cry out all the suffering and grievances she had endured during this time.
Jun Moyan said nothing, he just held her tight, allowing her to cry as much as she wanted.
Wen Xiao’ai cried for over ten minutes until her eyes were swollen, and finally, she gradually stopped.
She released Jun Moyan, tilted her head slightly to look at him, her small hands reached up to touch his face, examining him carefully.
As if she couldn’t believe it, the person before her was truly him, that she had really seen him.
Jun Moyan raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her face, seeing her eyes red and swollen from crying, his heart ached.
The two gazed at each other like this, unwilling to shift their gaze even half an inch away from each other’s face.
"Jun Moyan..." Wen Xiao’ai kept touching his face with her small hands, as if to feel his existence.
"I’m here," he replied.
"Did you miss me?" She asked with a sob, and again, tears unwillingly flowed down.
Knowing the answer, yet still wanting to ask, wanting to hear him say it.
"I did."
Wen Xiao’ai’s nose tingled, wanting to smile yet unable to resist the urge to cry.
Jun Moyan wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, suddenly demanding dominantly, "Say you like me."
Upon hearing this, Wen Xiao’ai finally laughed, and without hesitation, she said, "I like you."
"Say it again."
It wasn’t enough, he hadn’t heard it for so long, he wanted to hear her say it ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, for a lifetime.
"Xiaoguai likes you," her tone became a bit lighter.
Still not enough.
"Say it again."
"Xiaoguai likes Jun Moyan," her pitch raised.
"Say you love me."
"I love you."
Jun Moyan paused for a moment, then smiled, curling his lips.
In his memory, Xiaoguai always said this phrase with both first and last names, but this time she didn’t.
It seems his Xiaoguai has grown up, understanding much more.
"Say you want to always be with me."
"Xiaoguai wants to always be with Jun Moyan, um..."
As soon as the words finished, Jun Moyan’s warm lips descended upon her, one hand encircling her slender waist, the other resting on the back of her head, pulling her closer against him.
