[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

The plastic bag made a dull sound when it hit the floor. Huai Liang thought something had spilled, and when he turned around, someone grabbed him around the waist.

He placed small but passionate kisses on her neck and cheeks.

"I am jealous."

A low, hoarse male voice passed over her ear, "How can you do this? When I'm not around, other men sneak up on you."

"I really want to shrink you and put you in my pocket, so I can take you with me wherever I go."

Huai Liang rarely felt a little guilty. After all, looking at the other party's remarks just now, almost every word hit Gojo Satoru's sore spot.

Damn it, could it be that he has already noticed...something is wrong?

"Don't you have anything to say, Liang-chan?"

His body was still damp from the rain, but his chest was burning hot.

His hot breath sprayed behind her ears, and the occasional kiss seemed to urge her again and again, "I want to know everything about Liangjiang, is that too much to ask?"

"Where were you every day, what did you do, who did you meet, and what kind of conversations did you have?"

When I'm not around, who do you focus on? The two little brats next door? Or Wu? Or some other wild man?

"I want to know everything about you."

I want to know everything, the part you want to tell me and the part you don’t want to tell me.

"Just tell me something, Liang-chan."

Something is wrong. Geto Suguru's current condition is very wrong.

Huai Liang keenly noticed that the other party was no longer the same as before. Even though he was eager for her, his attitude was gentle.

Whenever she showed resistance, he would politely retreat to a comfortable position.

But this moment is different—

The hand around her waist was constantly exerting force, tightening as if it were made of iron.

He kissed her ears, interspersed with urgent questions, revealing the turbulent waves in his heart.

He has always been calm and self-contained, and has his own pride. What made him stop suppressing his emotions and instead ask for her affirmation of love and confess his inner anxiety?

Just because she saw Gojo Satoru at her house?

No, not even close to that level...

Could that guy be doing something shameless behind her back?

But the key point now is to quickly appease Geto. Reasoning is obviously not going to work. The main thing is to solve the other party's emotional problems.

"Hey, of course I think about you all the time. If I were a sorcerer, I would definitely go on missions with you every time. You don't know how worried I am about you..."

Huailiang did not struggle. Even though her chest was almost suffocated by the strangulation, she still hugged the other's broad back and whispered, "Every time you go to exorcise the cursed spirit, I am so afraid that you will get hurt. Did you take the amulet I asked for you at the shrine with you?"

"Well...of course I did."

Xia Youjie buried his head in her neck, "So do you like me?"

"Of course, my favorite is Jay."

Huailiang touched the back of his head. The bun was a little prickly. "Has anything happened recently? You can tell me if you have any troubles."

"Do you only like me?"

The originally burning questioning suddenly turned into a show of weakness. Even though his heart was as cold as Huai Liang, he couldn't help but feel a little pity and guilt.

Of course, she only admitted it, only a little bit.

Her heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, soft and slightly sour. She blinked her eyes: "Who else can I like besides you?"

Xia Yujie's voice was muffled, like a small animal drenched by rain: "Forever?"

Huailiang thought, forever is too long.

The existence of the system is also a time bomb.

She is just a person who may not have tomorrow after living today, and she cannot make such a promise.

Her throat felt as if it was clogged with a thick ball of cotton, making it tight.

After a while, she sighed deeply: "I will love you all summer long."

She thought that this sounded more convincing than 'forever'.

"I'm so happy... I'm really so happy, what should I do?"

As his neck was rubbed by the misty eyelashes, Xia Yujie's breathing gradually became rapid. He raised his head and seemed to have regained his usual gentle appearance.

It's just that in those crimson purple eyes, there was layer upon layer of darkness, a suffocating monopoly.

He closed his eyes slightly, pressed his lips against hers, and rubbed them gently and softly.

Like a devout believer, he worshipped the only temple that rose in his barren land.

Xia Youjie thought, he admitted it.

Even though she was a liar full of lies, even though her feelings for him seemed not so pure from the beginning——

But so what?

She was his girlfriend, he could touch her, kiss her, and leave his mark on her.

Although it was still far from what he had thought...but no one could take her away from him.

Those meaningless text messages from strange numbers; those words full of provocation and suggestion; that panicked face after seeing him suddenly come back -

Not even he himself could do that.

"What to do? It's not enough."

He really wanted to eat her up and swallow her into his stomach.

The boiling blood kept calling out her name, eager to merge her into his body.

Numerous kisses fell on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"It's still not enough."

Kiss her eyes and the tip of her beautiful nose.

“It’s never enough.”

"Cool, cool..."

With strong and firm arms, Huai Liang was picked up with one hand, and his upper arms were tense with smooth muscle lines.

Holding his treasure in his arms, Xia Youjie held his breath and stumbled into the sofa in the living room.

"I missed you so much, Ryo."

Xia Youjie's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his Adam's apple rolled, "I haven't seen you for so long, I'm almost starving to death."

"You're not hungry at all, you just want my body, go--"

Huai Liang realized now that this guy was basically pretending in the second half, deliberately playing the victim to win her sympathy and want to get more benefits.

"Well--"

She pushed in frustration, but couldn't find any foothold.

He could only be firmly suppressed by the strong chest like a wall and could do whatever he wanted.

After a while, Huai Liang gasped for breath and secretly made up his mind to strengthen his lung capacity.

The delicate pecks moved down her cheek and nibbled her collarbone lightly.

"Liang-chan, you can tell me anything you want to say."

The ten clasped fingers were finally loosened, and they were hot and sweaty.

Huai Liang, who was being pestered by him, thought in a trance, this seemed to be the third time he said such words to her?

The fingers were once again wrapped by another broad palm.

"Like right now..."

"Help."