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

The heavy curtains blocked the sunlight from the window, the room was dim, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of heather.

There were only two slight breathing sounds in the entire space, but it seemed as if there was an invisible viscous substance surging silently.

"Didi-di-di, di-di-di-"

Huai Liang's eyelids moved, and a shrill cell phone ringtone rang.

Just as she was about to reach out to grab the phone, she found her arms heavy and trapped in someone's warm embrace.

Soon, a strong arm crossed in front of her eyes and pressed the power button to turn off the phone.

"Hey……"

As soon as Huai Liang spoke, he realized that his throat was very dry, and he swallowed twice, "What if there is something important——"

Gojo Satoru picked up a cup of warm water from the bedside cabinet and gently lifted the back of her neck, trying to let her drink some water in a comfortable way to moisten her throat.

"What's the matter? Just stay with me for a while."

After putting the water cup away, Gojo Satoru was as satisfied as an old octopus in the deep sea. His limbs tightly wrapped around the treasure in his arms, wishing that every inch of his skin could be pressed against the other's.

Huai Liang originally had no objection. With his excellent physical fitness, he didn't feel the heaviness of being "run over by a big truck". He just felt a little uncomfortable.

But when the other person hugged him, he instantly felt a tightness in his chest.

She frowned and patted the other person's arms that were wrapped around her: "Let go of me a little, I can't breathe."

"Oh oh."

Gojo Satoru loosened his grip as instructed, and a furry head came up to him again.

His voice was filled with a muffled sound of nasal congestion. "Sleep a little longer? How about we not do anything today and just stay at home?"

"It's still raining outside."

In Huailiang's original life trajectory, there had almost never been such lazy and leisurely time.

On the contrary, after traveling through time, every time I go through a cycle, I have to take a break from my busy schedule.

But this doesn't mean that she intends to continue hanging out with him.

She hasn't forgotten what happened last night... This guy is obviously still not satisfied.

"Let go, I want to get out of bed."

"No, no, no... It's only 10 o'clock, aren't you sleepy?"

Gojo Satoru wrapped the person in his arms with a soft and wide blanket, and said coquettishly, "Please stay with me for a little while longer, just a little while."

After a pause, a silver-white head emerged from the thick fabric.

His silver hair was a mess, like a bird's nest. "Since you can't have it, you won't cherish me, right?"

Huai Liang took a deep breath and tried to pass the blame: "Didn't you drink?"

Gojo Satoru's brain froze for a second, and then he felt chilled to the bone, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him in the middle of winter.

He woke up instantly, and the leisure and comfort in his eyes disappeared instantly.

She was so nervous that her voice changed: "What do you mean? You're not admitting it after you've eaten it?"

There was no trace of sleepiness in his azure eyes. He looked at the other person intently, his muscles tense, "You know very well that I'm not drunk—"

Huailiang is happy. You won’t pretend anymore, right?

Who was the one who kept saying "drunk" and "asleep" last night?

She tilted her head and said maliciously, "Oh? Really? So you were pretending, then I was really drunk... But I don't need to take responsibility."

"Is this okay?"

"No."

An unnatural look flashed across Gojo Satoru's face, and he tightened his arms around the other person, "We are an engaged couple, you can't be irresponsible to me."

"Are you not satisfied with my performance? It doesn't matter, it's just because I have no experience... I will definitely study hard in the future--"

"Stop, stop, stop -"

It was early in the morning and Huailiang didn't want to listen to these violent words.

Seeing that the other party was really anxious, she immediately gave up her half-sincere and half-joking teasing.

Stop immediately, "I'm just teasing you, let me go first, I want to go to the bathroom."

Gojo Satoru was like a prisoner standing on the gallows, and received pardon from the king at the moment before execution.

The ecstasy of surviving the disaster filled his chest. He didn't even dare to confirm it again and immediately accepted the other party's words.

But the heart, which had been tense, began to beat wildly uncontrollably.

——Luckily, her back was facing him.

He could hardly suppress the hotness in his eyes and the soreness in his nose... He was so useless.

Trying his best to look like nothing was wrong, he buried his head in the man's back to cover up the situation: "No, what if I let go of you and you run away."

"I don't want to go around the streets looking for people... it's so embarrassing."

"I mean it."

Huai Liang seemed to sense the other party's uneasiness and timidity. She was a little confused, but didn't know how to describe this strange feeling.

I could only turn around and pat his shoulder gently based on the behavior and experience I had seen from others, "If you don't let go, your bladder will explode."

"You don't want me to suffocate to death, do you?"

"Humph."

Thinking he had been comforted by his lover, Gojo Satoru suppressed the emotions churning in his heart and even mustered up some courage to put on airs. "Then I'll give you a minute."

Huailiang rolled his eyes: "Let go."

Gojo Satoru half-closed his eyes, pulled his hand away, and then crossed his fingers and put them under his head: "I will count down, and after I come back, you have to sleep with me until noon."

"59, 58, 57..."

Huai Liang stood up. Even in such a dim space, her excellent vision allowed her to find a T-shirt wrinkled like a rag at the end of the bed.

"Children."

She put it on in a few seconds. The overly loose style and the material that hung below her thighs made it easy for her to tell who the clothes belonged to.

"Don't sleep anymore, get up first and go to the kitchen to make me breakfast."

Huailiang opened the door to the bathroom in the master bedroom and said, "I'm hungry... I'll take a nap with you after we finish eating."

The moment I closed the bathroom door, Gojo Satoru responded from outside the door: "Oh, I see."

whee.

Gojo Satoru rolled over in joy on the large and soft bed. Feeling that he could not express the joy in his heart, he rolled over several times in a row.

The loss, resentment, heartache... and unbelievable despair he had just felt had long been forgotten by him.

It was just a joke between an engaged couple. When she said she would take a nap with him for a while, didn't it mean that she had already acknowledged the relationship with him?

If he was just a real friend without a name, why would he be treated so leniently?

It's really pampering, okay?

She must have me in her heart!

No, he has to get up quickly and have a good breakfast to get more points.

Let him think, bacon and eggs with milk, or jam on toast with berries and nuts?

No matter what, just use whatever you have at home.