Xie Sijun showed Su Yu a jealous look, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to play with Xia Liang, isn't that okay?"

Xie Sijun directly stood in front of Xia Liang and said, "Not today, and don't come to him again in the future."

Su Yu's eyes widened, "Xie Sijun, are you sick?"

Xie Sijun turned around and looked at Xia Liang, his eyes becoming gentle, "I don't want anyone to disturb our time together."

"Nervous?"

"It seems like I really shouldn't have come today. I'll leave first. Xia Liang, you... uh... handle it yourself." After Su Yu finished speaking, he left with a look.

Xia Liang: “…”

Xia Liang turned around and glared at Xie Sijun fiercely, "Why did you drive away my friend?"

Xie Sijun didn't care, "I just want to be alone with you." Then he moved forward and tried to hold Xia Liang's hand.

Xia Liang dodged sideways, "If you keep doing this, I'm really going to get angry."

Xie Sijun then stopped, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.

Xia Liang looked at the man in front of him with disbelief. He couldn't help but wonder, "Is this still the Xie Sijun in the plot? The madman who always likes to torture people with the small dark room suit actually has such an aggrieved expression?" This huge contrast made Xia Liang feel extremely shocked and interesting.

Xia Liang suddenly felt an indescribable throbbing, as if an invisible force was stirring gently in the depths of his heart. This feeling came without any warning, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly. The throbbing was like a wisp of light smoke, rising slowly, gradually spreading throughout his body, causing his heartbeat to speed up involuntarily.

I have to admit that Xie Sijun is the template of the perfect male god in Xia Liang's mind! His tall and straight figure, strong arms, arrogant but extremely handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, high nose bridge and slightly upturned mouth corners, every line just outlines a unique charm, just accurately hits Xia Liang's definition and pursuit of beauty deep in his heart. No matter from which angle you appreciate him, Xie Sijun is impeccable and fully meets Xia Liang's aesthetic standards.

Seeing Xia Liang staring at him, Xie Sijun curled his lips, said nothing, and directly pulled Xia Liang's little hand and licked it.

Xia Liang's face turned red and his heart was beating like a little rabbit.

"Why do you hate me?"

In fact, Xie Sijun never knew why Xia Liang hated him so much and had hated him for many years.

"Humph! You always take first place in every exam, and I'm always second. Why do you think I hate you?"

Xie Sijun: "..." That's it? That's it? Damn it! If I had known, I would have controlled the points and become the second! Damn it!!

Xia Liang: “Humph!”

Xie Sijun: "I was wrong..."

Xia Liang: “Humph!”

Xie Sijun: “…”

That night, Xie Sijun was "asked" to leave the house. Perhaps because he felt that he always ranked first in the exams and made Xia Liang unhappy for so many years, Xie Sijun did not pry open the door or knock on it, but just sat quietly at the door all night.

Then I caught a cold and had a fever...

Then... I entered the house smoothly.

……

"Gurgle~" Xie Sijun's stomach suddenly started singing the empty city plan.

Xie Sijun lay comfortably in Xia Liang's bed, blinking and looking at Xia Liang: "Wife, my stomach is growling."

"Starve you to death."