Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon
Chapter 83: Only Made for Me to Drink

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Only Made for Me to Drink

The Demon’s face was expressionless. "Do I look that scary?"

Xiyan placed the soup on the dining table, patting her chest nervously. "Well, who told you to come back without saying a word? This is a perfectly normal reaction, okay?"

Due to an evening engagement, Ou Jue was dressed in a black suit.

The Italian-made suit was impeccably tailored, without a single crease.

It accentuated Ou Jue’s tall, lean build, further heightening his innate aura of elegance.

Under the evening lights, his sharply chiseled features appeared even more profound, his facial contours strikingly refined.

He leaned casually against the side with his arms crossed, emanating a faint scent of alcohol. His dark eyes fixed on the bowl of soup on the table. "What’s that?"

Xiyan cleared her throat lightly, a bit embarrassed as she pushed the bowl forward. "Soup for settling the stomach."

Drinking should be a part of socializing, shouldn’t it?

Too much alcohol isn’t good for the stomach...

Ou Jue’s gaze landed on Xiyan’s delicate face, his voice hoarse as he asked knowingly, "Why did you make this? Hmm?"

"I... had some spare time and just made it for fun. If you like it, you can try it..."

A slight, attractive curve appeared at the corner of his lips, and Ou Jue suddenly let out a low laugh.

Xiyan froze.

Ou Jue laughed...

This is too, too strange.

So, he doesn’t really have a perpetually poker-faced expression?

So... he can actually laugh this happily too...

When he smiles, it’s really breathtaking.

In that fleeting moment, it felt as though the entire backdrop dissolved into nothing, leaving only him standing out vividly.

Ou Jue stepped forward, pulled out a chair, and sat down. He then glanced at the stunned Xiyan. "Sit."

"Why?"

"Watch me drink the soup."

"..." Xiyan was dumbfounded. How did he say that with such shameless confidence?

She pulled out the chair opposite him and watched as Ou Jue elegantly drank the soup she had made. For some reason, her heart felt warm.

"How does it taste?"

Ou Jue had reverted to his usual demeanor, drinking methodically and gracefully, without even lifting his eyelids. "So-so."

"...Then don’t drink it! I’ll pour it out, so you don’t have to force yourself."

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

"Hmm..." Xiyan thought for a moment and shrugged. "I’m not really sure. I only know that my mom taught me this. When my dad would come home after socializing, my mom would occasionally make this soup for him."

Huh? Was it just her imagination, or did it seem like Ou Jue had smiled again just now?

"From now on, you’re only allowed to make this soup for me."

"Why?"

"This average-tasting soup shouldn’t be inflicted on anyone else."

Xiyan puffed her cheeks in frustration. "Ou Jue!! What do you mean!"

This sharp-tongued Demon...

He’s going to drive me crazy!!

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