Ou Jue let out a cold snort through his nose and confidently took the bottle, twisting the cap open, ready to drink it.
It only took two seconds.
But to Xia Xiyan, the surroundings felt like they were moving in slow motion, like a scene in a movie.
Every movement slowed down, then slowed down even more.
She watched as Ou Jue raised the bottle closer to his lips.
Suddenly, Xiyan's eyelashes fluttered.
She abruptly stood up, her small hand pressing down on Ou Jue's wrist, "Wait!"
Ou Jue paused his movement and looked at her blankly.
"I, I…" Xiyan's forehead was already glistening with cold sweat. Suddenly, as if realizing something, she snatched the bottle from Ou Jue and tilted her head back, gulping it down herself.
"You…" Ou Jue froze for a moment.
