To The Lovely You

  Su Rourou patted her forehead: It should be in these two places!

  Because she didn't have a key, she ignored the locked drawer first and crawled along the stairs to Luo Yichen's bed.

   The heavy light blue bed curtains blocked all the surrounding light from the outside, and it looked a little dim inside.

  Luo Yichen's quilt is blue and white plaid, meticulously laid out on the slightly narrow bed.

  Su Rourou grabbed the armrest by the bed and jumped up! Immediately there was a hard, cold sensation on the knee.

  Although she has also slept in the small bed in the dormitory for several days, she knows how ecstasy it feels to sleep in this bed, but as long as she thinks of Luo Yichen sleeping in such a bed, her heart hurts again.

   After taking a deep breath, she groped and crawled forward in the dim light. Just after a few steps, she seemed to have touched a long raised object in the palm of her hand...

   She pressed down on the thing again, felt it with her heart, and then touched the long thing up...

   This, looks like... a relatively large object? Luo Yichen wouldn't hide an inflatable doll on the bed!

   Thinking of this, she was very angry, a kind of anger of "catching a **** in bed".

   was about to lift the quilt to find out, when a vague groan came from under the quilt: "Idiot, what are you...what are you doing!"

  Su Rourou's hand stopped suddenly, and the whole person was in a state of daze.

   That one just now, seems to be Luo Yichen's voice? He he he, why didn't he go to the evening self-study? Still hiding in the dormitory and sleeping?

   Then, she looked down at her hand again... She, she, she, where she was pressing, seemed to be a relatively private place! It was the thing she once mistook for a "love letter"!

   Feeling the harder and harder touch in her palm, and Luo Yichen's increasingly heavy breathing in the dark, she retracted her hand with a scream.

  Luo Yichen suddenly sat up and looked at her for a moment, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "What's so shy, you're not... you've never moaned."

  Su Rourou remembered the embarrassing incident that happened a long time ago, and recalled the touch just now, and immediately felt that her palms were on fire.

  Ahhh, I really want to chop off my right hand! Her innocent little hands are polluted!

   Looking at Su Rourou's small round face that was as red as an apple, Luo Yichen's playful smile gradually deepened. He rested his hands on the bed and leaned closer to her, the minty breath on her face.

   "You... can't wait to get on my bed?"

   His eyes are very deep, like a peaceful sea under the night sky, shining with a little silver light. His voice was low and hoarse, which seemed a little charming in the small and dim space.

  Su Rourou only felt her heart beat uncontrollably.

   In the past few days, many "love picket teams" wearing red armbands have suddenly appeared in the school. The group of red armbands patrolled the school every day, and if they saw a pair of male and female students who were a little closer, they would go up to warn them. After repeated warnings to no avail, he was directly invited to drink tea in Duan Chang's office last year!

   The most depressing thing for her is that the hidden grove they went to on a date before, because of its good concealment and sound insulation, has become a key area for the red armbands to patrol.

   As a result, she and Luo Yichen had no chance to get along with each other at all, and they could only secretly flirt with each other in public or send text messages to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

  They...how long have they not looked at each other so closely?