Jun Moyan spoke with increasing fear, his throat swelling with a painful soreness. As he spoke, his voice eventually broke off.
His eyes reddened too.
He composed himself and spoke again.
"In the future, I won't scold you for eating too much sugar, as long as you are okay, as good as ever, you can do whatever you want."
"You wanted to bite me, right? From now on, you can bite me, kiss me, I won't scold you or get angry with you anymore."
"... Really?"
A weak voice rose feebly as a cool little hand touched his face.
Jun Moyan was momentarily stunned but then quickly eased his embrace on Wen Xiao'ai.
He saw Wen Xiao'ai, who had been unconscious, weakly open her eyes.
"You, you're awake?"
"Jun Moyan..." Wen Xiao'ai called out his name breathlessly.
"I'm here," Jun Moyan hurriedly responded to her, his emotions somewhat excited, an endless euphoria spreading in his heart, devouring the fear inside.
"How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?"
