"That Jun Wuyang is really annoying, and so is your grandmother, one more obnoxious than the other. I've never detested someone so much before," Wen Xiao'ai wished to add that in her five hundred years of life, she had never encountered someone as detestable.
"Jun Moyan, how about we go back, and I give that Jun Wuyang a beating before we leave?" The violent tendencies within Wen Xiao'ai were clamoring wildly.
She thought that just letting him itch a few days was letting him off too easy, how dare he bully her Jun Moyan, it was despicable.
Seeing that Jun Moyan didn't respond to her, Wen Xiao'ai looked toward him.
But she saw he still had that sullen look on his face.
"Jun Moyan, are you okay?"
She reached out and grabbed his arm, giving it a shake.
"I'm..." Jun Moyan glanced at her, about to say he was fine, but then he caught sight of her ears... his steps halted.
"Xiaoguai, what happened to your ears?"
"Ears?"
