"Uh?" Shi Yixing (施以行) paused, puzzled.

Liang Chen chin tilted towards the room, expressing a hint of curiosity. "The interior decor of the room is all things that girls love, and there's even a photo of a woman... is that your girlfriend? Are you living together?"

"It's not a big deal. It's been a couple of months since we broke up, and she has also moved out," Shiyi Xing turned away, evading the question with a hint of thirst in his voice.

Are you afraid that I'll eat you?"

Shi Yixing didn't know how to answer this question. In such a sensitive situation, any man would know to be cautious and avoid any suspicion. However, he was afraid that speaking so directly would hurt the other person's feelings.

Liang Chen took advantage of his inattention, quietly sneaked in, and got close to a distance no more than the size of a palm between the two.

Before Shi Yixing could react, Liang Chen had already leaned his head on his shoulder. The scorching breath from Liang Chen's nose sprayed onto his neck and shoulder, causing goosebumps all over his body. Even his instinctive push was restrained by Liang Chen's arms. Naturally, a position of being embraced from behind was formed. Shi Yixing felt as if the chest pressing against his back was like a hot iron, about to melt him. The place where their arms connected felt as if it was on fire.

Shi Yixing stood tall with a stiff back, visibly struggling, but his resolve had already crumbled. His resistance was feeble as his words trailed off, "No..."

But Liang Chen seemed to have no intention of stopping this prank-like behavior, whispering in his ear:

"Don't worry, even if I were desperate, I wouldn't make a move on a straight guy."

After speaking, he let go of his hand and turned his back against the railing, tilting his head to the side with a smiling expression as he watched the gradually reddening face of a certain person named Shi. He seemed completely unaffected by the recent intoxication.

Like a green papaya just starting to blossom.

Shi Yi hung his head, a look of embarrassment evident on his face. He glanced around, unsure of where to direct his gaze. Thankfully, the backlighting obscured any blush on his face; otherwise, it would have completely tarnished his dignity as a mentor and role model.

This resolute and rough man is damn enticing when he flirts!

"Whatever... It's up to you." Shi Yixing almost bit his own tongue, intending to refuse, but ended up silently acquiescing as the words twisted at the edge of his lips.

He may not have been drinking Sprite, but white wine instead... Next time, he should try drinking Fat Boy Happy Water!

Liang Chen got the answer he was satisfied with and he didn't consider himself an outsider: "Then I'll stay here tonight. Tomorrow evening, you can help me move before your class."

The teaser teases and then runs away, leaving the victim blushing and frustrated.

Giving Shiyi a straight answer directly would be like inviting a wolf into the house. Who knows, one day she might end up being implicated herself. If Director Liang finds out about this, he might even explode in a fit of rage.

After finishing his shower, Liang Dawei suddenly sneezed, startling Mrs. Liang.

"Frightened me to death!"

Liáng zhǔrèn, who had gained weight, rubbed his nose and gave a foolish smile to his wife, unaware that the student he had been keeping an eye on had already been sold by his own hands.

The next day, Liang Chen wore a size smaller T-shirt and went to the dormitory to pack up his clothes and daily necessities. Meanwhile, Shi Yixing hid in a car parked downstairs, wearing sunglasses, waiting for him. According to him, it was to avoid suspicion. It wouldn't be good for others to see them together.

Liáng Chén's roommates were not all excluding him; two out of the five were unfriendly towards him. It's better to describe it as passive aggression rather than outright exclusion—simply put, they turned a blind eye to him.

With Liang Chen's level of skill and his imposing physique, there are not many in the entire institute who can match him. Among a group of programmers who constantly tap on their keyboards at a frequency even higher than their breathing, he stands out as an exceptional individual. When it comes to fighting, he needs no one else to speak for him.

However, under the supervision of Director Liang, Liang Chen has become like a monk who has shaved his head, and causing trouble is already a thing of his past.