Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 199 Ou Jue is a Fool

Chapter 199: Chapter 199 Ou Jue is a Fool

"Let go of me..." Xiyan tried to pull her hand back.

Pa.

Ou Jue turned off the water.

But he didn’t release her wrist. Instead, he pushed her against the sink behind her.

"You idiot!" Ou Jue gritted out each word, almost through clenched teeth, "Do you even know what you’re doing?!"

If he hadn’t arrived just in time earlier, Ou Jue couldn’t even bear to imagine what would have happened to this woman.

His grip was so strong that it hurt Xiyan.

She sniffled, looking utterly wronged, "You’re being mean to me..."

"..."

"Waaah..." Xiyan, completely drunk, tilted her head back and started crying loudly, "You’re always so mean to me! Not even a little gentle! Would it kill you to be gentler?! Would it?! Boohoo..."

"Hey, what are you crying about?" Seeing her actually in tears, Ou Jue’s earlier aggressive momentum instantly crumbled.

He let go of Xiyan and began wiping her tears with his slender fingers, "Damn it, stop crying, do you hear me?"

Xiyan didn’t listen and, emboldened by the alcohol, started venting, "You bastard, you never care about how I feel! Didn’t you say to stay far away from you? Fine, I’ll stay far away from you now!"

She shoved him hard and leaned against the wall, trying to leave.

The next second, though, her arm was pulled.

Mm.

She spun around and landed in a warm embrace.

Ou Jue encircled her waist with one arm, holding her close to his chest.

His other hand clasped the back of her head, pressing Xiyan against his chest.

The knuckles of his bony fingers, due to the force, looked slightly pale.

Xiyan, who had been acting drunk and unruly just moments ago, froze at the sudden intimacy.

The rhythm of a heartbeat in her ears was so real.

Ou Jue leaned against the sink behind him, his arms wrapped tightly around Xiyan.

He buried his sharp-featured face in the nook of her neck, his movements betraying an addictive longing.

"Xia Xiyan, what am I supposed to do with you..."

He murmured, his voice low and hoarse, filled with an irresistible allure.

Xiyan’s shoulders trembled faintly from her sobbing.

"I won’t be mean to you anymore." Ou Jue released her, his fingers gently wiping her tears, "Don’t cry anymore, okay?"

Stop using your tears to punish him.

Xiyan tilted her small face up, "Then will you still call me an idiot?"

"I won’t."

"Will you still say I’m clumsy?"

"No, I won’t."

Xiyan widened her eyes, the thick lenses framing a pair of crystal-clear, spirited eyes blinking vividly.

She shook her little head and confirmed again. Standing in front of her at this moment was indeed the domineering Demon, Ou Jue.

Xiyan still had tears clinging to the corners of her eyes as she grinned stupidly, "Then, then tell me, if you had to pick one idiot between the two of us, who would you choose?"

"...I’d choose myself."

"Idiot... hahaha... Ou Jue is an idiot." Xiyan clapped her hands.

Watching her drunken, completely incoherent state, Ou Jue showed not a trace of impatience.

He grabbed a tissue from nearby and concentrated on wiping Xiyan’s tears.

In the hallway outside the restroom, people came and went.

A few girls kept glancing over, whispering and gesturing.

Faintly, their comments about Xiyan’s appearance being ugly or an eyesore could be heard.

The tenderness Ou Jue had just shown to Xiyan completely vanished in an instant.

He swept them with an icy glare, "What are you looking at? Get lost."

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