Jun Moyan's thumb brushed gently over the sleeping face of Wen Xiao'ai on the screen, his expression incredibly tender.
Xiaoguai.
He silently called her in his heart, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curving upward.
No matter what had happened before, now he had Xiaoguai, and that was enough.
Today, Jun Moyan had been running around because of Shangguan Yu's matter.
Meanwhile, Shangguan Yu had spent the day playing landlord with the two sentries at the door of the confinement room.
"Straight flush, three to K, want it?" Shangguan Yu tossed his cards onto the bunk.
"Don't want it, pass."
"I'll take it, four to A, just perfect."
"Kid, you've got some good cards there," Shangguan Yu said, sitting up straight and trying to peek at the sentry's cards.
The sentry covered his cards a bit embarrassingly, "General, we are playing this seriously, you have to follow the rules, no peeking at my cards."
"Tsk, what's the harm in just looking? What, afraid I'll beat you?"
