To The Lovely You

  Su Rourou watched his two jelly-like thin lips get closer and closer to her... His faint, good smell of mint gradually surrounded her.

   The hand that was originally half-push was pressed tightly by his side, unable to move at all.

   As if she was hypnotized, she only felt a lot of pink bubbles rising around her, and her thick eyelashes trembled like two small fans before slowly closing.

  Although she is a little embarrassed to admit it, she actually misses him, and wants to be close to him...

  Luo Yichen's lips rubbed lightly on her lips for a moment, and then the whole person pressed towards her, putting all his weight on her.

  Su Rourou's back was pressed against the edge of the desk so tightly, it hurt a little, and she groaned unconsciously.

   But this muffled hum, fell into Luo Yichen's ears, and the taste changed completely. It seems that it has become something else, which can probably be classified as "jiao panting".

   His eyes darkened a bit, as if there was a fire burning in his body, and the blood in his whole body instantly flowed backwards, straight to his forehead.

  Unconsciously, the force on his mouth increased a lot, and the force he pressed against her gradually increased.

   "Don't... stop..." Su Rou Rou finally couldn't help it, and let out a vague low voice between her lips and tongue, "It hurts!"

  Luo Yichen's Adam's apple moved, moved slightly away from her lips, and said with a bit of forbearance: "Pain? I didn't treat you like that..."

  Although, he was thinking about that and that...oh, no, actually he really wanted to.

  Su Rourou's face turned red, and she beat his chest fiercely: "I...I mean my back, it hurts from the table!"

  Fortunately, he didn't say something like "Oh? Do you want me not to... stop? Or...don't stop?"

  Luo Yichen gave a thoughtful "Oh", looking a little disappointed, but his eyes soon became rippling again. Those eyes are like a pool of spring water under the warm sun, flickering with bright waves.

   He approached her again, pressed close to her ear, and said slowly, word by word, "How about we change to a more comfortable place? I promise... it won't hit you..."

   After he finished speaking, his eyes swept across the large light blue bed, and the hint was already very obvious.

   At this time, if Su Rourou can't understand any more, then she is really no different from a pig.

   "No...don't go there!" This time, she was no longer half-hearted, but firmly refused.

  Because..."bed" is a very ambiguous place.

  The two of them were alone, and it was on such a spring night again that they seemed to be just lying in bed talking about the college entrance examination, life, and ideals, and they were a little sorry for the audience.

  Su Rourou warned herself fiercely in her heart: No, absolutely not! Boys, they are all creatures who have made progress!

   Well, in fact, what she really worries about is... At that time, who will knock who down, maybe!

   She was still standing by herself, but Luo Yichen had already taken her into his arms and put her small body directly on his lap: "Go?"

   It was obvious that he said "go", but for some reason, in Su Rourou's ears, it sounded like "do"...

   His eyes looked a little distracted, and his voice was low and hoarse. A pair of slender hands caressed her face gently, intentionally or unintentionally, and touched her soft lips several times.