Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 737 - 745: Ou Jue’s Secret
Xiyan instantly chickened out.
"B-Boss, let’s talk this through..." She chuckled awkwardly, raising her hand weakly.
She tried to move his arm away.
But the more she moved, the tighter Ou Jue’s grip became.
In the end, Xiyan gave up entirely and leaned into him with her arms around him. "Are you jealous?"
Because she "liked" 07.
Ou Jue’s face was stoic. "Which eye of yours saw me getting angry?"
Xiyan explained, "07 is just my idol..."
"An idol is still unacceptable!" His tone was fully angry and possessive.
...Didn’t he just say he wasn’t mad?
Ha, men.
As she internally complained, outwardly she had no choice but to coax him.
Xiyan nuzzled up to him. "Out of everyone in the world, I like you most."
"What did you say?"
"I like you most."
Ou Jue’s eyes darkened. "Say it again."
"I like you most. Mmm..."
No one knew how much time passed.
Xiyan licked her lips and rolled herself into the blankets, pretending to close her eyes. "I’m going to sleep first."
Watching the little girl burying herself in the covers like an ostrich, Ou Jue smiled slightly.
Tonight, don’t even think about sleeping.
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The sound of a shower echoed inside the bathroom.
Xiyan’s heart was racing wildly.
She knew exactly what might happen next.
Tonight, she was determined to take her relationship with Ou Jue to the next level!
Wait, where’s my phone?
She sat up and started searching for it. Her phone seemed to be intentionally hiding from her—she couldn’t find it no matter how hard she tried.
Turning to look at Ou Jue’s open laptop, Xiyan pulled off the blanket and skipped over.
Sitting in the swivel chair, her bright black eyes stared at the screen, intending to search online for ways to reduce pain.
"Ding—"
The mailbox in the lower right corner lit up; a new email had come in.
The unfamiliar sender had attached a group of photos.
Photos of... a girl.
The girl in the photos was beautiful, gazing out at the ocean, her hair flying in the wind.
Several more photos featured just the girl.
Some were close-ups.
A close-up of the girl’s arm.
On her arm, there seemed to be a pattern tattooed.
A small letter "Y."
Xiyan scrolled her mouse and was utterly stunned.
Staring carefully at the "Y" tattoo pattern on the girl’s arm in the close-up, she switched the photos back to her face.
She really was beautiful...
A kind of exotic beauty—her features were particularly striking.
This gorgeous girl instantly triggered Xiyan’s alarm bells.
Who. Is. She?!
"What are you doing?" A cold voice rang from above her head.
Startled, Xiyan looked up and saw Ou Jue emerging from the bathroom.
He was wearing a black robe, exposing his chest; you could faintly see his toned abs.
His hair, still damp from the shower, appeared even darker and softer, with stray strands framing his breathtakingly handsome face.
"I’m inspecting your computer."
"Oh?" Ou Jue looked amused, raising an eyebrow. "Did you find anything?"
"Hmph, of course I did." Xiyan pointed at the screen with puffed cheeks, demanding, "Explain who this is!"
Ou Jue circled the desk to stand beside her, leaning down to look at the screen. His gaze landed on the photos displayed on the computer. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Xiyan tilted her small face up to look at him.
Or rather, to observe his expression.
But she found his demeanor calm—utterly unperturbed, lacking even a hint of surprise.
Like the placid ocean, his eyes briefly scanned the photos before commenting: "Not pretty."
Xiyan: .......
Who asked if she was pretty?!
"I’m asking you who she is!"
Ou Jue’s large hand enveloped hers, guiding her hand to scroll and close the email. "I don’t know."
"This is your computer. You’re telling me you don’t know?"
"Dummy." Ou Jue pinched her cheek. "I don’t even know the sender. It’s just spam mail. And you’re getting jealous over this?"
Spam mail?
Uh.
She hadn’t considered that possibility earlier.
Come to think of it, it did seem pretty similar to spam. She’d received mails like this before.
Xiyan was momentarily speechless, mimicking his usual haughty tone, "Who’s jealous?"
"Xia Xiyan is jealous."
"I am not!"
Ou Jue insisted on teasing her, his tone delighted. "You are—my little vinegar jar."
"You... you find this amusing, don’t you?"
"I do." Ou Jue lightly rubbed his chin against hers, unabashedly stating, "I like watching you get jealous."
"......"
"Feel free to often get jealous of me in the future."
"......"
"You’re the only one in the world who has that privilege."
"......"
Hey, hey, hey.
Boyfriends are supposed to reassure their girlfriends when they’re jealous! How come Ou Jue treats it like entertainment?
Ha, what a pig-headed jerk.
Ou Jue gazed softly at the girl in his arms. "Done with the inspection?"
"Nope."
"Then let me help you check." Ou Jue moved his left hand to cover hers, sliding the mouse. "What else do you want to inspect?"
Ou Jue’s computer interface was particularly simple, even the desktop background was one of those default Apple images.
After searching the entire system, there was nothing to find.
Xiyan shut down the laptop and stood up with the bearing of someone magnanimous. "Hmph, I’ll let you off the hook for now."
"Dummy." Ou Jue glanced at her white shirt. "Where did you get that?"
Xiyan twirled around. "Your closet, of course. Don’t you recognize your own shirts?"
She’d freely rummaged through his wardrobe earlier.
She skipped back to the bed, pulled back the blanket, and lay down. "By the way, have you seen my phone?"
Ou Jue walked over, opened the first drawer of the bedside table, and handed her the phone he’d tucked away.
For a split second, Xiyan caught a glimpse of a finely crafted small box in the drawer.
"What’s that box?" Xiyan blinked curiously.
Ou Jue shut the drawer. "Nothing."
Without saying another word, he turned off the lights and lay down beside her.
Xiyan didn’t give it much thought, distracted instead by the sudden darkness. She nervously shrank back, swallowing hard.
Ou Jue turned to lie on his side facing her, his voice low and rich, a velvety sound that resonated even more in the dark. "Why are you so far away?"
With her vision impaired, her senses heightened; his tone was seductively deep and melodious, like a cello playing in the void.
"Come closer so I can hold you while we sleep," he insisted.
Resolved, Xiyan moved toward him, curling into his arms and wrapping her arms around him.
She felt safe and comfortable.
Tonight she was finally going to...
Oh gosh.
She was shy, but also... excited.
She hugged him tighter.
Sensing her slight movements, Ou Jue’s Adam’s apple bobbed subtly, but he stayed still.
Eh?
After a long while, Xiyan opened her eyes slightly and tilted her head upward, faintly seeing the outline of his jaw.
This guy... was he waiting for her to make the first move?
What a sly fox.
Alright, fine. Tonight, she was determined to take the lead.
Just as she was about to make her move, he stopped her halfway by gripping her wrist. "Just sleep."
What the...
Did she misunderstand?
How come after his shower, he suddenly became different?
Xiyan was frustrated.
Even more frustrating was what happened next.
A moment later, Xiyan heard the steady sound of breathing from above her.
He... he actually fell asleep!
"Idiot," she whispered with a hint of resentment before gradually drifting off herself.
At some unknown hour, when the little girl was completely asleep.
The boy beside her slowly opened his eyes.
Rising cautiously, Ou Jue turned on the faint bedside lamp, slid open the drawer, and retrieved the crafted small box.
This box was precisely the one Xiyan had asked about earlier.
His thin lips pressed into a straight line as he opened the box slowly.
Inside the box... was a tiny shield-shaped object.
The shield looked ordinary, but the emblem etched upon it was strikingly distinct.
A closer look revealed a small letter "Y" surrounded by intricate patterns, its design extremely enigmatic.
This emblem... matched exactly the tattoo on the girl’s arm in the earlier photos!
Identical.
Ou Jue’s deep eyes remained tranquil, as inscrutable as the ocean, concealing his thoughts.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
Snapping back to reality, Ou Jue hastily muted it and glanced at the sleeping Xiyan.
After confirming she hadn’t stirred, he grabbed his phone and stepped onto the balcony.
Closing the floor-to-ceiling window gently, Ou Jue gazed into the distance as he answered the call.
"Up late, huh? Still not done fighting?" Chi Cheng’s teasing voice came from the other end. "I heard Xiyan’s parents are heading to S-country for a while and she’s staying at the Ou Family now. She must be sleeping next to you, right?"
"Do you think I’m as depraved as you?" Ou Jue replied impassively. "I haven’t touched her."
"Tsk, you’re officially engaged, both sets of parents are supportive, nothing’s stopping you... Yet you’re holding back. If I were you—" Chi Cheng paused, recalling his own little sweetheart, and laughed softly, "I’d devour her, bones and all."
Ou Jue didn’t respond, instead resting his arms on the balcony rail.
"Are you worried about your other identity?" Chi Cheng mused aloud, gazing at the night sky himself. "Want to guess how she’d react if she found out?"
