After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

"It looks good." Wen Hemian praised sincerely. She suddenly remembered something and her eyes turned strange when she looked at Xie Lang.

"If I remember correctly, you are only a freshman now?"

Xie Lang was confused: “…Yes.”

"Oh, nothing." Wen Hemian smiled kindly, "What a pity, we are not old enough to get a marriage certificate yet."

Xie Lang thought about it, searched for the meaning of this word in his mind, and his shoulders slumped: "Hanshuang, you really don't want to laugh at me?"

Wen Hemian smiled and said, "Congratulations, you guessed it right, but there is no reward. Be more restrained on the street."

Although people are more open-minded now, openly showing affection on the street is still quite eye-catching.

Xie Lang was forced to restrain himself, and he became weak and powerless.

Wen Hemian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Beijing University doesn't check dormitories at night." Wen Hemian suddenly said, "Do you want to come to my house tonight?"

Xie Lang, of course, said he was unwilling to be separated from Wen Hemian no matter what: "Go!"

"Row."

On this point, Wen Hemian chose to indulge him.

As a new arrival, Xie Lang had not seen many things yet. Most of what they talked about were about world secrets. It would not be a good thing if others heard it.

In the world where she used to live, Wen Hemian had a large inheritance, enough to ensure her a worry-free life. In this future world, the system also gave all of this to her on a one-to-one basis. Although she didn't know how long she would stay here, it would be enough to support the two of them.

Wen Hemian lived in a duplex apartment near the school. It was spacious and had good security, but it was not very popular. After all, she had not lived there for very long.

Fortunately, all daily necessities are available.

Wen Hemian found a pair of spare slippers for Xie Lang and turned on the TV for him before turning around and saying, "I'm going to get some food. Can you study it more carefully?"

Xie Lang frowned: "Hanshuang, why do I feel like you are treating me like a child again?"

It took him many years to barely catch up with Wen Hemian, but when he came to the modern era, there was still such a huge gap between them, which made him feel a little frustrated.

Wen Hemian paused and looked at him with complicated eyes: "Excuse me, Your Majesty, but you should wait until you understand all this first. Don't forget, you are a college student now. If you don't study hard, you will fail and have to retake the course."

Xie Lang was studying in the Finance Department, which had nothing to do with her History Department, so she couldn't help.

Besides, having a memory and being able to use it are two different things. Seeing how slowly he was fiddling with his phone today, Wen Hemian couldn't help but find it a bit interesting.

Considering that they may have to live here for a while, it would be better for Xie Lang to master these essential skills as soon as possible.

Xie Lang: "..."

Speechless.

So while Wen Hemian was preparing dinner, His Majesty the Emperor was alone in the living room studying these modern items and reporting back to several roommates.

This kind of thing felt very strange to him.

It is hard to imagine that many years later, there will be a world where everyone is equal. He is not the emperor, and Wen Hemian is not the imperial teacher. They can be together and enjoy an ordinary life.

Maybe that's why they're here.

The dinner was simple. Wen Hemian would not have many dishes, but the Emperor was easy to feed and did not care about that.

After finishing dinner, the two of them curled up on the sofa and watched a movie.

When they were in Dazhao, there were endless affairs to deal with every day. In fact, they rarely had such a relaxing time.

"The system told me that the flow of time here is different from that in Dazhao. By the time we return, perhaps only one night has passed."

Wen Hemian leaned on Xie Lang's shoulder, sank into the sofa, feeling sleepy, and spoke to him in a gentle voice.

"It's also one of the blind boxes... It's pretty good. I regretted not having the chance to let you come and see the scenery here."

If you count carefully, they missed two lives. Even though they have no memories, they still feel regret every time they think back on it.

Now all these regrets have been made up by them one by one.

Xie Lang listened to her quietly without interrupting.

After she finished speaking, he echoed: "I think so too. I'm very lucky."

Wen Hemian yawned lazily and asked him, "Do you have classes tomorrow? I just finished a project recently and I'm free for the time being."

Wen Hemian is just in his third year of graduate school. His teacher is not here and no work has been assigned to him for the time being. He is idle and cannot be compared to the Emperor who has just entered school not long ago.

Hearing this, Xie Lang lowered his head and approached her, saying with a smile: "Han Shuang, have you forgotten? Tomorrow is the weekend."

This meant that they had plenty of time to spend together after their reunion.

"I forgot." Wen Hemian had been busy adapting to modern life these days and had almost forgotten all these things. "It just so happens that..."

Before she could finish her words, the boy protected the back of her head and kissed her fiercely. She subconsciously grabbed his collar, but in an instant, she was kissed even more fiercely, with the tip of his tongue pressing against her lips, and they exchanged breaths.

In the quiet living room, in addition to the sound of the movie projection, other ambiguous sounds also mixed in, making people blush and feel hot.

They have been together for many years, and Xie Lang would only kiss him so fiercely when he was particularly excited.

The light in the movie flickered, and Xie Lang finally let Wen Hemian go just before she almost suffocated. Through the dim light, one could easily see the desire hidden in the boy's eyes.

"you……"

As soon as Wen Hemian finished speaking, he was kissed on the lips again, and his low and hoarse voice penetrated into her ears like an electric current.

"I wanted to do this when I first saw you."

Xie Lang was open and frank, and did not hide his purpose at all.

Wen Hemian's breathing was uneven, and he didn't know what to say to him: "You really are..."

Xie Lang said confidently: "Doesn't Han Shuang like me at this age?"

Wen Hemian was silent.

Can this be said?

It turns out that no matter what she said or not, Xie Lang had his own opinion. He hummed and rubbed her shoulder: "I knew that Han Shuang prefers younger ones."

The young man said one thing and did another. His words sounded sour, but his actions were not vague at all. He reached out and picked up Wen Hemian and walked towards the bedroom.

Guessing what he wanted to do, Wen Hemian sighed silently, his precarious rationality persisting for the last time: "Go wash up first...the shower head, you know how to use it, right?"

Xie Lang remained calm and kissed her stickyly: "No, Han Shuang will teach me."

Just kidding, even if I could do it at this point, it’s definitely not possible.

The ambition of the wolf is obvious.

Wen Hemian couldn't do anything about him, so when he finally came out of the bathroom, he was already limp all over.

Finally, she turned off the lights and only the night light was left. She fumbled around for a few times before opening the drawer and raised her hand to push Xie Lang: "...the things are in there."

"What?" Xie Lang didn't react for a moment. When he saw Wen Hemian's red ears, he suddenly remembered that there are more convenient supplies in modern times.

He reached out and took it. When he tore open the package, he kissed the woman's earlobe and said in a surprised voice: "Did you guess I would do this?"

Wen Hemian just wanted him to shut up: "Don't I know what your temper is?"

"Too."

Xie Lang was not afraid of her angry eyes at all. He just felt that the blush made her complexion look better, so he happily leaned over and hugged her.

"But, I like it."