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Chapter 83 You can only do it for me
The devil expressionless, "Do I look so scary?"

Xiyan put the soup on the dining table and patted her chest with lingering fear, "Who told you to come back without saying a word, this is my normal reaction, okay?"

For entertainment reasons, Oujue changed into a black suit.

Italian handmade suits are ironed perfectly without any wrinkles.

It made Oujue's figure even taller and slender, and strengthened his innate sense of nobility.

The sharp-edged Junpang looks even more profound under the night lights, with three-dimensional features.

He leaned aside with his arms crossed, his body exuded a faint smell of alcohol, his black eyes stared at the soup bowl on the dining table, "What is that?"

Xiyan coughed lightly, and pushed forward with some embarrassment, "Stomach-warming soup."

Participating in a social event, should you want to drink a bar?

Drinking too much alcohol is bad for the stomach...

Ou Jue put his eyes on Xiyan's small face, his voice was hoarse, and he asked knowingly, "Why are you doing this? Huh?"

"I...have nothing to do when I have nothing to do. If you like it, you can try it..."

The corner of his mouth curled into a nice curve, and Oujue suddenly smiled lowly.

Xi Yan was stunned.

Ojue smiled...

Too, too weird.

It turned out that he wasn't really with a paralyzed face!
It turns out...he would laugh so happily...

He smiled, it was so beautiful.

It was as if in such an instant, all the backgrounds turned into nothingness, and all became his foil.

Ou Jue stepped forward, pulled out the chair and sat on it, then looked at Xi Yan who was standing aside, "Sit down."

"what?"

"Watch me drink the soup."

"..." Xiyan was really drunk, how did he say this with confidence?

Pulling away the chair opposite, Xi Yan looked at Ou Jue drinking her soup gracefully, for some reason, her heart warmed.

"what about the taste?"

Oujue has returned to his usual appearance, drinking slowly one sip after another without raising his eyelids, "So-so."

"...Then stop drinking, I'll pour it out, don't wrong yourself."

"Xia Xiyan." Ou Jue suddenly raised his head and changed the subject, "What kind of soup is this?"

"Hmm..." Xiyan thought for a while, and spread her hands, "I don't know, I just know that my mother taught me. In the past, when my father came home after socializing, my mother would occasionally make this soup for me. Dad drink."

Huh?Is it an illusion?Why did it feel like Oujue laughed again just now.

"In the future, you can only make this kind of soup for me to drink."

"Why?"

"Don't harm others with such a mediocre soup."

Xiyan puffed her cheeks, "Oujue!! What do you mean!"

This venomous devil...

It really pissed me off! !
(End of this chapter)