Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 928: I Don’t Eat Dirty Things

"Mm, I know." Wen Xiao’ai waved her little fist.

After resting for a while, Wen Xiao’ai climbed out of bed, saying she was thirsty and wanted to get some water to drink.

Feng Liyan waited for her in the room.

About fifteen minutes later, Wen Xiao’ai returned.

The Wen Xiao’ai who went to get water came back hugging a pile of sweets.

"Here, for you."

Feng Liyan looked at the bottle handed in front of him, and immediately his face darkened. He raised his dark gray eyes to look at Wen Xiao’ai, who was biting on a pink and white bottle, and gritted his teeth, "I don’t drink this."

"Didn’t you drink it before?"

"I told you that was Bai Yi’s!" Feng Liyan gritted his teeth.

Wen Xiao’ai pouted, wearing a ’yeah, right’ expression.

Feng Liyan didn’t want it, and Wen Xiao’ai didn’t force him to drink, just placed the bottle aside.

Then she climbed onto the bed, lying there drinking milk and eating sweets.

Jun Moyan never said anything to her about it. If the bed got dirty, Jun Moyan would have someone change it. Sometimes, if she spilled milk on the bed at night, Jun Moyan would even clean it up himself.

"This is tasty, you should try it. Jun Moyan bought all of these for me."

"And this one, this one tastes especially fragrant like the cake flowers you made. Jun Moyan bought this too."

"And this one is also bought by Jun Moyan..."

Every time Wen Xiao’ai mentioned Jun Moyan, Feng Liyan’s previously happy mood instantly turned gloomy.

He pushed aside all the treats that Wen Xiao’ai placed in front of him.

The more disdainful, the better.

"I don’t eat dirty things." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

To Feng Liyan, these things were indeed junk food. Of course, he might have forgotten that he ate the bread and chips Bai Yi fed him last month~

"How are they dirty?!" Wen Xiao’ai was unhappy to hear this.

Wen Xiao’ai was eager to change Jun Moyan’s impression in Feng Liyan’s heart, but the more she mentioned Jun Moyan, the more Feng Liyan disliked him.

"Even the Immortals in the Immortal Realm know that I, the Medicine King, love cleanliness." Feng Liyan turned his head with a prideful expression.

"Tch." Wen Xiao’ai scoffed, but didn’t accuse Feng Liyan of being fussy and pretentious.

Because Feng Liyan indeed loved cleanliness and was particular about food, and this wasn’t specifically aimed at Jun Moyan.

"You should also eat less of this non-nutritious stuff, or else you’ll get a stomachache."

"No way. You think I’m just like you? My stomach isn’t picky at all. Even Jun Moyan says I’m easy to care for."

"..."

Jun Moyan, Jun Moyan... never-ending.

Feng Liyan’s little paw clenched tightly and then loosened.

"By the way, Medicine King, I suddenly remembered something."

"What?" Feng Liyan asked with irritation.

Wen Xiao’ai quickly swallowed what was in her mouth and said, "I’ve been dreaming lately, and it’s always about the same person. No, not one person, two. The dreams are really strange, and what happens in them seems like it happened to me before, very familiar."

Feng Liyan felt a sharp jolt in his heart, his expression changing. He roughly guessed what kind of dreams Wen Xiao’ai was having.

Those weren’t dreams; they were Shang Ying Immortal’s memories.

Before Feng Liyan could say anything, Wen Xiao’ai continued, "In the dream, there’s a man dressed in black. I always feel like I know him, but I can’t see his face. There’s also a girl in the dream who looks exactly like me, but she doesn’t seem to have a birthmark."

As Wen Xiao’ai spoke, she touched the red crescent birthmark behind her left ear, and then added, "And her eyes are different from mine. Hers are black."