"Achoo!"
For the first time, Xu Xiaoshou could so clearly sense where a sneeze had come from. It was not some sudden whim, but because a foreign object had entered his nose and made it itch terribly.
His head lowered with the sneeze.
Within his "Perception," Xiao Lian seemed to still be frozen stiff over the unusual destination of the grape flesh.
But what Xu Xiaoshou saw before him was the grape flesh, blasted by the force of his sneeze onto the smooth thigh exposed through the slit of Xiao Lian's cheongsam.
He froze for a moment.
The atmosphere congealed.
Clearly, she had been the one at fault for crushing the grape first. He should have been angry.
Yet the anger he should have felt was rendered difficult to summon amid his embarrassment because of the grape flesh's second destination.
As though possessed, he reached out and pressed down on the pulp.
It felt delicate and smooth beneath his hand.
And faintly warm.
Can't see it, can't see it...
But trying to cover it up only made it more conspicuous. Under the pressure, grape juice trickled out between his fingers and her thigh.
Xu Xiaoshou froze again.
Spiritual essence circulated within him.
"Pssh~"
The juice evaporated beneath the high temperature.
With a flick, the dried grape flesh flew out from beneath the tea table.
Xiao Lian finally came back to her senses.
Lowering her eyes, her face flushed crimson. Both angry and amused, she said, "Do you think I'm blind?"
"Sorry..."
Xu Xiaoshou instinctively wanted to apologize, but on second thought, he was Young Master Xu now, and he had not done it on purpose.
Besides, she had been at fault first!
"You promised there wouldn't be a third time, didn't you?" He composed his expression, his voice terrifyingly cold.