Chapter 1642
When the two returned to the private room, Xiao Qingqing was curled up beside Samuel, quietly sipping her corn juice with an air of docile serenity.
Throughout the entire time, though Samuel appeared to be listening to others, his gaze had scarcely left Xiao Qingqing's face.
Sensing his attention, she turned to meet his eyes, her lips curving into a soft smile.
"Is it good?" Samuel asked gently.
"Mhm, it's sweet with a rich corn flavor. Would you like to try some, Third Uncle?"
She was certain he wouldn’t share a straw with anyone, nor would he take a sip—her offer was merely politeness.
Yet to her surprise, Samuel naturally grasped her hand holding the cup, drew it toward himself, and took a sip.
Not just Xiao Qingqing, but even those nearby who witnessed the scene couldn’t help but stare in astonishment.
Rumors had it that Samuel was notoriously guarded, never consuming anything others had touched.
So… how could this be…?
And just then, Su Jiaojiao, who had just returned, caught sigh

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