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Chapter 394 Like (2)

Huangmao and Zimao glanced at each other, shouted cheeringly, and both rushed up——

A fist landed hard on Ou Jue's handsome face.

As for Oujue, he has no intention of fighting back!
His head was hit sideways, and he kept the sideways posture of his face being hit sideways, his angular face seemed to be filled with deep shadows.

"Don't—" Xiyan's eyes widened, her brain exploded, and her mind went blank.

Brother Mang was waiting for Ou Jue's "softness", raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Ou, if you can't stand it, then admit that you don't like her. As long as you admit it, I will immediately ask my subordinates to stop beating her."

While speaking, several fists landed on Oujue's body.

He lowered his eyes, and the broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, so he couldn't see his expression at this moment.

But the corner of the thinned mouth pulled out a sarcasm, "Oh."

Brother Mang was very upset, "Keep beating!"

He wants to see how long he can last!
Xiyan shook her head, tears unconsciously piling up in her eyes.

She didn't cry when she realized she had been kidnapped.

But seeing Oujue's appearance, he couldn't control his tears.

"Oujue, just admit it, I will understand, really, I beg you to admit it quickly..."

Brother Mang picked up another piece of watermelon, and casually spit out the watermelon seeds, "Admit it or not?"

Although the color was on his face, it added a bit of wildness and a bit of ruffian to the usually aloof and dignified him.

Indescribably cool.

Oujue's expression was indifferent, his thin lips parted slightly, "I like it."

Huang Mao punched him in the stomach again, "It looks like he didn't hit hard enough! How dare you say that?! Admit it!"

"I like it." Firm, persistent.

Several people were dumbfounded, they never expected Ou Jue to be so stubborn.

Just keep on saying it.

"You have to be soft today and say that you don't like it, otherwise we will beat you until you vomit blood, you have to think about it!"

Oujue's hands were tightly clenched into fists, his eyes were shining like stars and seas, his jaw line was tense, and he repeated again, "I like Xia Xiyan."

Xiyan's tears kept rolling.

After Oujue repeated several "likes" in a row, he could hardly bear it anymore.

Fool.

Oujue, you idiot! !
She roared with a choked voice, "Is there something wrong with your brain? Why do you have to admit death? It's just a confession that you don't like it. Do you want to be so stubborn? I said I don't mind, so can't you lie to them? !"

"Because..." Ou Jue raised his obsidian eyes and looked at Xi Yan, "I don't want to lie to myself."

I don't want to lie to myself.

In a word, Xiyan's tears welled up in her eyes.

He is Oujue.

That noble young master whose clothes are always spotless, even his shirt buttons are fastened to the neckline meticulously.

Now, he is not as embarrassed as he...

Xiyan cried so hard that she couldn't speak.

At this moment, he felt Oujue's love for him like never before.

So strong.

"Idiot, why are you crying?" Ou Jue's eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse, "I can't wipe your tears now, can I? Don't cry!"

"I'm going to cry, if you don't admit it, I'll keep crying, cry to death!!" Xi Yan twitched, her shoulders trembling, "I don't want to see you being beaten, don't ..."

(End of this chapter)