Xia Weiyi sat elegantly, with her legs crossed, her calves straight, and her back tense. She looked slender and elegant.

She gently tore open the biscuit bag, took out a cream sandwich biscuit from it, put it to her mouth, took a bite, savored it carefully, with a hint of joy on her face.

Si Wuan felt his throat was dry and he rolled over with difficulty. He picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

"When your sophomore year starts, which department do you want to transfer to at Imperial Capital University?"

Xia Weiyi stopped chewing, swallowed the biscuit in her mouth, and said in a delicate voice, "Fashion Design Department."

Si Wuan seemed a little interested, stroking the cold lighter with his fingertips. "Oh, why did you choose this department?"

“I want to design clothes for the people I like, including underwear.”

Xia Weiyi blinked her eyes, which were clear and pure, without showing any trace of desire.

Si Wuan chuckled, his slender white fingers flicked the lighter, and with his other hand he took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, put it to his lips, and raised an eyebrow: "You don't mind if I smoke, right?"

Xia Weiyi felt a burning sensation in her heart. She had rarely seen him smoke. The only few times she had seen him smoke in her previous life were after she died.

For Si Wuan, smoking is probably an act that he would do if he was experiencing severe psychological fluctuations.

Which word in her words just now made him flustered?

She studied him, carefully raising her head to study his face, her eyes still innocent and filled with the joy of a young girl.

Si Wuan stood up, holding a cigarette in his mouth, opened the window, leaned his tall body against the window, took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke dissipated faintly outside the window.

As the breeze blew into the room, the night fog, the fragrance of grass and flowers, the smell of ocean shower gel on the man, mixed with the hazy smell of tobacco, all penetrated the girl's nostrils.

Her heart beat faster and she couldn't help but absorb the mixed scent of rosemary, which made her whole body numb.

The fingers squeezed the biscuit bag tightly, making a sizzling sound that was particularly abrupt in the quiet night.

Her face flushed.

Si Wuan glanced at him calmly: "It's late, do you still want to eat?"

"Yes, eat." Xia Weiyi said quickly, "I'm very hungry."

As if to prove that she was really hungry, she picked up a biscuit and stuffed it into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed up and her slightly red face revealed a delicate look.

"Eat slowly, I have plenty of time."

Xia Weiyi's heart trembled when he heard this. For such a cold person like him, it was already gentle for him to say such words.

In his previous life, he was the same, but she was very timid at that time and did not dare to get close to him.

She chewed the biscuits slowly. The cream melted in her mouth and mixed with the biscuits. It tasted great. She couldn't imagine that someone who only ate vegetable salads on weekdays could choose such a sweet, delicious and non-greasy snack.

There was the sound of a door opening outside, followed by footsteps.

Xia Weiyi's body stiffened. Who had gotten up? If she was seen eating in Si Wuan's study, it would be over.

She looked embarrassed and wanted to run out of the study, but she was afraid of bumping into people outside and causing further misunderstanding.

"come over."

Si Wuan spoke, his dark and deep eyes looking at the desk.

There is a large space under the desk, enough for a person to hide.

Xia Weiyi clenched the biscuits in her hand, ran over, put the biscuits in the drawer, curled up into a small ball, sat under the desk, stared at Si Wuan who sat back at the desk with her bright eyes wide open, blinking.

He sat with his legs apart in a domineering posture.

She felt a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look anymore. She lowered her head and silently bent her fingers and played with them.

"Brother, it's so late, and you're still working."

Si Mumu's sweet voice sounded.

Xia Weiyi was holding his breath, luckily he hid himself. If Si Mumu saw him, there would be a big mess.

She got a headache when she thought of Si Mumu crying. Si Mumu took advantage of her illness and was very good at making trouble for others.

"Um."

Si Mumu sat on the sofa and held her cheeks: "Brother, I'm in a bad mood. Can I chat with you?"

Xia Weiyi, who was sitting under the table, was thinking in his heart: reject her and let her go quickly. Si Mumu is very talkative. She said she wanted to chat, but she might talk for a long time.

Si Wuan nodded: "Who made Mu Mu unhappy again?"

"Who else could it be? It's Xia Weiyi. Brother, my heart aches when I see her. Why doesn't Dad let her move out? Why does he keep her at home? What's his intention?"

Si Mumu was indignant: "I hate her so much. I can't even eat when I see her."

Si Wuan remained calm, lowered his head, and looked at the girl under the table with his black pupils.

He pulled out a biscuit from the drawer, spread it on his palm and motioned for her to eat it.

Xia Weiyi was slightly stunned. Was he trying to comfort her who was scolded by Si Mumu?

She hesitated for two seconds, lowered her head, opened her lips, stretched out her tongue, and rolled up the biscuit.

The warm tip of her tongue swept across the slightly cool big hand. She clearly felt the blood in her body coagulate, her brain went blank, and she could no longer taste the biscuits.

Si Wuan's expression remained calm as he consoled his sister, "After Weiyi transfers to Imperial Capital University, he will live in the dormitory and come back once or twice a week. Don't worry too much."

"But I don't want to see her even once." Si Mumu muttered, "Recently, my father asked me to call her sister. What kind of sister is she? She's not surnamed Si, and we have no blood relationship at all. I don't want to call a stranger sister."

Si Wuan felt that the biscuits in his palm were eaten up. He picked up a piece, kept it in his palm, and spread it out for someone to eat.

"Mumu, Weiyi is the child of Dad's old friend. To please Dad, you should be nicer to Weiyi. Besides, she is quite well-behaved."

After he said this, he felt the warmth in his palm. The person being praised was probably in a good mood.

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