The demon was expressionless, "I look so scary?" ”

Xiyan put the soup on the table and patted his chest with palpitations, "Who told you to come back without saying a word, is it okay for me to react normally." ”

For the sake of socializing, Ou Jue changed into a black suit.

The suit made of pure handmade materials in Italy is ironed without a trace of wrinkles.

Ou Jue's figure is more upright and slender, which strengthens his innate sense of luxury.

The angular handsome Pang looks deeper under the night light, and the facial features are three-dimensional.

He leaned to the side with his chest crossed, a faint smell of wine on his body, and his dark eyes stared at the soup bowl on the table, "What is that?" ”

Xiyan coughed lightly, and pushed forward a little embarrassedly, "Stomach warming soup." ”

Should you have a drink at a party?

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

Ou Jue looked at Xiyan's little face, his voice was hoarse, and he asked knowingly, "What are you doing here?" Well? ”

"I ...... If you have nothing to do and play, you can try it if you like......"

The corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a beautiful arc, and Ou Jue suddenly smiled lowly.

Xiyan was stunned.

Ou Jue smiled......

It's, it's weird.

It turns out that he is not really paralyzed!

Originally...... He's laughing so much......

He laughed, it was so good-looking.

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

Ou Jue stepped forward, pulled out a chair and sat down, then looked at Xiyan who was standing on the side, "Sit down." ”

"What?"

"Watch me drink the soup."

"......" Xiyan was really drunk, how did he say this sentence justifiably?

Pulling out the chair opposite, Xiyan watched Ou Jue drink the soup she made elegantly, I don't know why, my heart is warm.

"How's it taste?"

Ou Jue has returned to his former appearance, and he drank slowly one after another, without raising his eyelids, "So-so." ”

“…… Then don't drink it, I'll pour it, don't wronged yourself. ”

"Xia Xiyan." Ou Jue suddenly raised his head, and the topic changed, "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 kind of soup for my father to drink." ”

Hey? Is it a delusion? Why do you feel like Ou Jue seemed to laugh again just now.

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

"Why?"

"If the soup tastes so average, you shouldn't harm others."

Xiyan puffed out his cheeks, "Ou Jue!" What do you mean! ”

This poisonous demon......

I'm so!!