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His ears started to feel hot again.

"You..."

He raked his ears and turned to look at the person, "It's so late, do you still want to go back to bed?"

Xiao Hang lowered his head slightly, pursed his thin lips tightly, and his clear profile looked extremely sharp.

Hang Sizhou shook his hand dissatisfied: "If you want to stay in the cold wind, just keep sitting here. I'm going back."

As he spoke, he tried hard to pull his hand out of the other person's palm.

After exerting a little force, the man suddenly pulled his hand towards him.

Xiao Hang lifted up his clothes and put his hand on his lower abdomen.

Hang Sizhou almost jumped up from his stool.

The touch of his palm was smooth and hard, and countless colourful pictures flashed through his mind.

He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt a little wet from the touch.

Could it be that his hands were sweaty?

Hang Sizhou's whole body felt stiff, and he didn't know how to control his hands and feet.

After finally regaining his brain, he immediately took his hand back.

"Don't take it away."

Xiao Hang turned his head, and the moonlight and street lights illuminated his face particularly white.

He looked straight at Hang Sizhou and said hoarsely: "I feel pain here, please help me... rub it."

When Xiao Hang said that it hurt, Hang Sizhou's heart tightened, but the concern disappeared before or could reach his eyes because of the words that followed.

His hand was still on Xiao Hang's lower abdomen, but there was no tension in his eyes: "Then where do you feel pain?"

Xiao Hang's pale lips opened and closed: "Stomach."

Hang Sizhou: "..."

Hang Sizhou tapped the bottom of his palm: "Although my grades are not good, I still know that the stomach is not here!"

Xiao Hang said quietly: "Really?"

Hang Sizhou rolled his eyes and gestured to shake the other person's hand.

Hang Sizhou just flicked it casually.

Xiao Hang's strength was great. Hang Sizhou was no match for him. Every time he tried to break free or escape, he failed.

Unexpectedly, the hand that he usually couldn't get rid of was easily shaken off.

Hang Sizhou frowned and looked at Xiao Hang's face, only to realise that not only was his stomach covered with sweat, but his face was also covered in sweat.

Hang Sizhou stood up from his seat: "Are you really uncomfortable?"

Xiao Hang said "hmm".

"Damn, you have a bad stomach and you can't drink. Why didn't you just tell me?"

Xiao Hang: "Didn't you say... you like to watch me drink?"

He knew he had a sensitive stomach and couldn't drink. But he still did it. Was it still reasonable?

Hang Sizhou endured, and then restrained himself from beating him: "Then if I said that I hated you and wanted you to go away, would you still be hanging around in front of me?"

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