"Huh?" Qing Yi was taken aback.
He blinked, a bit confused, and instinctively asked, "Me? Facing the wall? Why?"
"You have questions?"
"No, none, I'm going now." Qing Yi wearily left the room and shut the door behind him.
It was somewhat baffling.
Damn, who could tell him what had happened? What exactly was going on?
The third master wouldn't just be feeling upset because Xiaoguai had been punished and then happened to have seen him embarrass himself, right? So he took revenge on him?
This self-esteem is harder than steel... better not provoke it.
Jun Moyan shut the door, approached the bed, and looked at the kitten indulging happily in its milk on the bed.
"Feeling better now? I've totally lost face."
Even though his tone carried a bit of complaint, the look in his eyes and the slight smile on his lips were clearly those of indulgence.
"Meow~"
Humph, you still care about face, huh? When you punish me, why don't you consider my dignity?
