Xiyan opened her mouth, "Luoluo’s wound needs treatnt. We’d better find a pharmacy quickly."
The two led the little dumpling away.
As they walked forward, Ou Xiaoluo turned his head and stuck his tongue out at Xia Shiyi.
"Annoying!" Xia Shiyi glared fiercely at Xiyan’s back, and her hatred extended to Ou Xiaoluo.
That little brat! If it weren’t for the fact that he’s the young master of the Ou Family, she really wanted to give him a good beating!
Daring to team up with that wretched woman to embarrass her in front of Ou Jue.
She would rember this!
*——*——*
The sun set, and another day quietly passed by.
The Lamborghini slowly stopped at the entrance of Xia Xiyan’s alley.
Xiyan glanced back at the exhausted Ou Xiaoluo, who had already fallen asleep.
She unfastened her seatbelt. "Take care during this period, don’t let his hand touch water."
Ou Jue didn’t respond. He turned his sharply handso face toward Xiyan, his fingers tapping the steering wheel rhythmically, his voice magnetic and compelling.
Xiyan always felt that Ou Jue’s eyes were especially exquisite.
Deep and unfathomable.
Like black holes in the universe, they could easily draw people into their depths.
Outside the car, the warm orange glow of the sunset enveloped everything with a soft radiance, and the alley was quiet all around.
"Xia Xiyan." Ou Jue suddenly spoke, his gaze fixed on her. "Who was at your house this afternoon?"
What?!
Why is he bringing this up now? Wasn’t the matter from noon already over?!
Xiyan’s heart raced wildly.
She nervously replied, "What are you talking about? I don’t understand..."
Ou Jue suddenly leaned closer, gently pinching her chin. "Was it... Mu Zeyu?"
Ahhhhhhh!!
Xiyan stared at Ou Jue in horror, blurting out, "How did you know?"
The mont she said it, Xiyan instantly regretted it, wishing she could take it back.
Xia Xiyan! How could you be so stupid? Isn’t this outright confessing?
It’s over, it’s over. The volcano is about to erupt!
Xiyan felt like crying but had no tears.
Unexpectedly, Ou Jue didn’t lose his temper. Instead, the corner of his lips lifted faintly. "I also know... you don’t want to misunderstand, and you care about a lot."
The boy’s warm breath brushed lightly against Xiyan’s face, his voice low and hoarse, almost unbearably seductive.
Xiyan’s heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat’s paw—ticklish, restless.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
Damn that heartbeat!
Xiyan pushed him away. "You, you, you! Did you peek at my phone?!"
The things he ntioned were clearly from her chat history with Zeyu!
But... Ou Jue hadn’t touched her phone the entire ti!
So how did he know?
Oh my God, she didn’t have the face to see people anymore!
Xiyan’s face flushed bright red, and she covered her cheeks with her hands.
Faintly, she seed to hear Ou Jue chuckling softly.
Did he just laugh?
Xiyan turned to look in disbelief, only to see Ou Jue returning to his usual cool and indifferent deanor.
"Wait for at the parking lot after school tomorrow."
"Isn’t Luoluo’s leg already better?"
"Stay at the Ou Family. Grandma and Ou Xiaoluo will be happy." Ou Jue said as he lowered his gaze, his eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his handso face. With a hoarse voice that seed unbearably soft, he added, "I’ll also... be happy."
The Demon’s voice was so low that Xiyan hadn’t caught the last part at all. She leaned closer, her little ears perking up. "What did you say?"
"...Idiot."
"Hey! Why are you attacking personally again?" Xiyan protested, feeling wronged.
What on earth did this guy say just now?!
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