"Be good, these things aren't good for you. I'll write another one for you when we get back."
"No, I want this one. This bit of ghostly energy won't hurt me. Besides, with you and the little bell protecting me, nothing will happen." Wen Xiao'ai said, shaking the bell bracelet on her wrist at Jun Moyan.
"No way, you're pregnant now. These things have too much negative energy, it's not good for you or the baby. Come on, take it out." Jun Moyan coaxed her, reaching out to take it from Wen Xiao'ai.
"I won't." Wen Xiao'ai pouted, covering it and refusing to hand it over.
"Xiaoguai."
Jun Moyan put on a stern face but didn't dare raise his voice, afraid she might feel scolded and wronged.
"..."
Wen Xiao'ai pouted, covering her chest, just wouldn't let it out.
"Be good. When we get back, I'll write as many as you want. But not this one."
No matter what Wen Xiao'ai said, she wouldn't relent.
Just as they were deadlocked, she suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up.
