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"Luca..."
Seeing that Luca had already panicked into a mess and was nearly in tears, Wu Yan felt a wave of suspicion, along with an involuntary sense of guilt.
It had to be said that Luca making such an expression was simply too unfair.
She already looked pitiful enough, and her frail temperament was even stronger than Natsuoto's. Only Ikaros, who was likewise extremely capable of arousing others' protective instincts, could compare to Luca. Not to mention Luca's introverted nature—once she acted pitiful, she was more lethal than any weapon.
No, she did not even need to act pitiful. Every move she made naturally exuded that helpless, pitiful air, making even Wu Yan, who knew perfectly well that he had done nothing wrong, feel as though he had committed some grave sin. His expression instantly turned awkward.
"Alright, alright, stop making such an unfair face..." Before long, Wu Yan surrendered.
"I'll drink it..."
"Really?..." Like the sky clearing after rain, Luca's expression immediately brightened. Her watery eyes, misty with tears, fixed upon Wu Yan. That appearance was even more unfair than before.
"R-Really..." Wu Yan was instantly defeated. His resolve inevitably wavered, and he forcibly kept himself from looking at Luca's current appearance. As though fleeing, he hurriedly picked up the steaming cylindrical teacup from the little round table and brought it to his lips.
"Hmm?..." A mouthful of hot tea slid scorching into Wu Yan's mouth, down his throat, and into his