Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 855 - 852: Ou Jue’s Other Personality (5)

Xiyan turned around and spoke honestly, "The door won’t open."

"Move aside."

Xiyan obediently moved to the side.

He grasped the handle and pushed it forcefully a few times, but indeed, it didn’t budge.

His eyes, dark as ink, glared at her coldly, "Xia Xiyan, you really have some nerve, scheming right under my nose?"

Xiyan: "I didn’t."

From outside came Grandma Ou’s boastful laughter, "This is all my idea, you two shouldn’t think about coming out until tomorrow morning, take this time to catch up and feel what it was like before."

Saying this, the old lady hummed a little tune, twirled the room key in her hand, and left.

Ou Jue stared hard at her small face for a moment, then suddenly let out a cold laugh, "Heh."

At this point, does she still dare say she didn’t conspire with Grandma to set this up?

With an expressionless face, Ou Jue turned back to the desk.

Xiyan: "......"

Why is he laughing?

Why did he look at her with the same expression he would for a scheming girl?

She originally came in just to pack her luggage, who did she provoke?

Pressing her lips together, Xiyan placed her suitcase to the side, "Where should I sleep tonight then?"

There was only one bed.

Ou Jue shifted his gaze away from the screen and looked up at her, "Obviously the couch, or did you want to climb onto my bed?"

Xiyan’s small hand tightened slightly, "Do you have to say things that insult me?"

"Isn’t that what you’re thinking anyway?"

The mocking arc at the corner of the young man’s mouth slightly provoked Xiyan.

"Ou Jue, now you dislike me this much, have you forgotten that once, we were on this bed—"

Xiyan abruptly stopped speaking.

She couldn’t continue.

Nor did she want to embarrass herself with such matters.

She just felt, just felt a little bit sad.

The couch then, it’s fine.

Xiyan walked over and lay straight down on it.

Neither of them spoke.

Clearly the room is still the same as before, the way they interacted the same as before.

This person she loved deeply, clearly just ten meters ahead of her.

Yet it felt like they were so far, so far apart.

Really... she missed the former Ou Jue.

Missed that Ou Jue who cursed her with his mouth yet cared more than anyone.

Blinking her dry eyes, Xiyan turned over.

But no matter how much she tossed and turned, she couldn’t fall asleep.

She was actually very particular about beds.

This couch was not comfortable at all to sleep on.

Suddenly, Ou Jue snapped shut his laptop.

Xiyan watched him close the computer, watched him walk to the bed, watched him open the wardrobe, watched him take out a thin blanket, and then turn around.

Their gaze suddenly collided like that.

For a moment, Xiyan was a bit flustered, wanting to withdraw her gaze but it was already too late.

She could only stare at him like this.

The young man walked forward, gazing down at her, "Get up to the bed and sleep."

Xiyan: "Weren’t you the one who told me to sleep on the couch?"

"This is my room, I say where you go and you go. Now I’m telling you to go to bed, you shut up and go obediently."

"No need! I’m fine sleeping here!"

Ou Jue coldly laughed again, directly turning away, "Suit yourself."

Sleep or don’t sleep.

The next day.

Nothing happened during the night.

Only when Xiyan got up from the couch, she felt her bones were going to ache.

The door could be opened now.

Ou Jue had just finished freshening up and came out, they glanced at each other, but neither spoke.

Just as they walked out, they bumped into Anna coming upstairs.

She hesitated slightly, "You two..."

Ou Jue immediately said with a sullen face, "Nothing happened between me and her last night, don’t overthink."