Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 8: The Lucky Streak of Handsome Men Gone

This handsome guy was wearing the same school uniform as Ou Jue, unlike Ou Jue, who exuded a cold and abstinent aura. The lines of this boy's figure were extremely soft.

Light brown short hair, pale skin, even the curve of his chin was so gentle.

Every move he made was the epitome of refined grace.

"Although I don't know what happened, this is a public place, so please be mindful of your behavior."

The youth's voice was soothing, like a gentle breeze in the summer, seemingly capable of blowing away all anger.

"Girls are to be cherished, and parents ought to do the same, shouldn't they?"

His smile was clean and handsome.

Perhaps realizing his own impulsiveness just now but too proud to admit it, Xia Zhengxiong shot Xiyan a glance, flung his sleeve, and turned, his hands clasped behind him as he walked away first.

Yang Shurong gave Xiyan a sideways look, "What a disgrace."

With that, she also hurried after him.

Listen to that.

She was the one who had been slapped by her father, but in the end, it was Xiyan who was deemed a disgrace.

The boy looked at Xiyan, "Are you alright?"

Xiyan shook her head and softly said, "Thank you."

At the sight of Xiyan's face head-on, the youth was somewhat surprised.

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Here it comes again.

Every person who saw her face and showed such a surprised expression, Xiyan would subconsciously reject them.

She lowered her head and hastily fumbled with the hair by her temple, covering her cheeks.

Sensing Xiyan's slight movement, the boy averted his gaze and smiled, "That's good."

"Good in what way?"

"You didn't cry. If you had cried just now, I wouldn't have known what to do."

Cry?

If crying could solve the problem, Xiyan wouldn't have hesitated to weep bitterly for days and nights...

"Right, here, take this." The boy took out a boiled egg from the food bag he was carrying, "Apply this to reduce the swelling."

Xiyan hesitated for a moment, then took it with both hands, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it." The boy smiled, "Well, I should get going."

He didn't have the same overpowering aura as Ou Jue.

Very gentle, very cordial.

Xiyan watched his receding figure, until he had completely disappeared, before she came to her senses.

Speaking of which, she still didn't know his name, right?

Though she didn't know his name, she felt... he was a really nice person.

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The door to the little bun's ward was pushed open.

Luoluo was propping her chin with her hands, leaning on the windowsill and staring outside, mumbling to herself, "Strange, how come Miss hasn't come out yet."

"Luoluo."

A gentle voice.

Luoluo turned her head and smiled happily, "Qianze!"

Yin Qianze entered with a food bag and said warmly, "Lunch is here, go wash your hands and come eat."

"No, I'll wait for Miss to come out." Luoluo shook her head.

"Miss?" Yin Qianze cast an inquiring glance at his brother Ou Jue.

Ou Jue was sitting askew on the sofa, his imperturbable eyes scanning the book in his hand, and without raising his head, he replied, "A girl who donated blood to him, just left."

I see.

Yin Qianze placed the food bag on the coffee table in the ward and sat down on the sofa next to Ou Jue, "By the way, there's still no trace of her, is there?"

Ou Jue paused the flipping of his book slightly, and hummed a response, his voice low and noble, "As if vanished into thin air, I've just breached the police station's system and couldn't pull up any valuable information."

"No rush, let's take it slow, there will come a day when we'll find out."