"Okay."
"No matter what happens, you are not allowed to send me away."
"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly saying these things?" Jun Moyan noticed something off in her emotions and voice.
"…I'm afraid you won't want me." Just thinking about how insistent Jun Moyan had been about sending her away earlier, Wen Xiao'ai's nose felt sour, and she wanted to cry.
"How could that be."
Jun Moyan lifted his hand and hugged her back.
He knew she must be feeling very insecure, coming to this strange world, especially after the last time he sent her away and she had to go to Holy City by herself to look for a home.
"That's exactly why…" Wen Xiao'ai murmured a soft complaint, her arms around his neck tightening.
"It won't."
Jun Moyan confidently stated, his large hand covering the back of her head, gently stroking it patiently.
After a while, seeing that Wen Xiao'ai still showed no sign of letting go of him.
