To The Lovely You

   Her words were only halfway through, and the next second, Luo Yichen picked up her whole body and made her sit on his lap. He stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of her nose, and the corners of his mouth curved: "You said you're not jealous? Look at your mouth, you can hang several vinegar bottles!"

  Su Rourou slapped his hand away and turned her head to one side: "Don't come! You think everyone is as jealous as you are!"

Seeing her awkward appearance, Luo Yichen chuckled softly, straightened her head, looked into her eyes seriously and said, "Yes, yes, I like to be jealous, right? Who made me... I like it so much? And you?"

   When he said the last few words, his voice suddenly became low and hoarse, and his hands began to rub her body three times to the left and three to the right.

   Feeling the lines on his fingertips, Su Rourou's whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. They have been very busy recently, only sleeping together at night...the rest, nothing...

   "Idiot, your great aunt, should you go?" Luo Yichen began to replace his hand with his lips, and pecked her neck a few times.

   "No!" Su Rourou's tone was so decisive. Lies are told so many times that even she herself is too deeply involved in the drama and believes the lies she told.

   Obviously, Luo Yichen didn't believe it, and the big palm gradually reached down from Xiaofu's position: "Really? Then let me check."

   "Luo Yichen! You...you're shameless!" Su Rourou angrily grabbed his unruly hand, "Who allowed you to touch that...?"

"My girlfriend, why can't I touch it?" Luo Yichen played a rogue, but his voice was unusually low, "Idiot, when are we... when are we going to do that? I really can't hold back... give me... OK?"

   As he spoke, he leaned down again and eagerly dropped a tight kiss on her body.

  Su Rourou still didn't get out of the shadow of the "island film", and kept pushing him away: "No...don't! I...I'm not ready yet!"

  Luo Yichen got anxious and grabbed her resisting hand: "Didn't you agree on my birthday last time?"

   "Last time...was the last time! This time, this time! Who told you not to...not that one last time!" Su Rourou retorted confidently. God, why does she feel like she's talking a tongue twister?

   Thinking of what happened last time, Luo Yichen couldn't help but have some internal injuries... They had already reached the flesh around his mouth, but they disappeared, and who would not be depressed.

   While the two were pulling and pulling, Luo Yichen's cell phone rang again.

  Su Rourou's mood suddenly dropped again, and she didn't need to think to know who was calling.

   "You... do you want me to answer?" Luo Yichen didn't answer the phone, but looked at her and asked.

   "Go ahead!" Su Rourou lowered her head and didn't look at him. She's trying her best to be generous...

  Luo Yichen chuckled lightly, then took the phone directly and pressed the... hang up button. Su Rourou raised her eyes in surprise and bumped into those smiling eyes.

  Luo Yichen threw the phone aside, fluttered hard, and pressed her whole body under him: "Come on, okay?"

  Su Rourou showed him a sweet smile, and then...with a slight lift, she kicked him from the bed to the ground.

   "Not good!" She akimbo, looking down at him, said fiercely.

   (Drive tomorrow, don’t regret it, bring your own tissue to wipe the nosebleed)