In the evening, Jun Moyan leaned back against the pillow, half-reclining on the bed, holding and reading a document in his hands.
"Meow~ Meow~ Meow~ Jun Moyan~ Jun Moyan~ Jun Moyan~ Meow meow meow~"
Listening to the continuous cheerful meowing sounds coming from the bathroom, Jun Moyan's lips curled into a smile from time to time.
A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened.
"Jun Moyan, I'm all clean~"
Wen Xiao'ai ran out, kicked off her shoes, and with a sprightly leap, jumped onto the bed and lunged towards Jun Moyan.
She placed her fair arms directly on his nose and asked with a laugh, "Does it smell good?"
"..."
"Does it smell good?"
Jun Moyan lifted his hand to move her arm from over his mouth and looked at Wen Xiao'ai, "How can I speak if my mouth is covered by your arm?"
"Hehe." Wen Xiao'ai giggled, "Then tell me now, does it smell good?"
"Mmm."
He really liked the milky scent on her, hence the bathing gel and shampoo he got for her were all goat milk scented.