To The Lovely You

  Linxi was also interested, and kept asking: "Speak quickly! You are the only one in the dormitory who has been in love, so please satisfy our curiosity!"

  Xie Xiaoqiu has been lying quietly without speaking, because she has always been relatively quiet, and she is even more embarrassed to participate in this topic.

   "We... we only have B!" Su Rou Rou hesitated for a long time and covered her head with a quilt in embarrassment.

   "Hey, Luo Yichen is so pitiful. He's so bad. I don't know if holding back for too long will cause internal injuries?" He Xiaojie sighed deeply and shook her head sympathetically.

Seeing that she didn't answer, He Xiaojie continued: "Think about it, Rourou, if a cream cake with a strong aroma is placed in front of you, but... you can only watch it, but not eat it. That is What kind of feeling?"

  Su Rou Rou has always been delicious. Just imagining that scene, she couldn't help but secretly swallowed several saliva: "It will be... very painful."

   "That's right, for Luo Yichen, you are the cream cake that can only be seen but not eaten." He Xiaojie concluded with satisfaction.

  Su Rourou hides under the quilt and opens her big, bright eyes: Luo Yichen, is it really what He Xiaojie said so pitifully? Is she really that cruel to him?

She suddenly thought that she still had business to announce, so she quickly lifted the quilt over her head, cleared her throat and said, "Xiaojie, stop this issue here. Let's get down to business...I have something to tell you... Well, I'm going to move out. With... and Luo Yichen."

After   , she got into the quilt a little embarrassedly, waiting for everyone's reaction.

  He Xiaojie was naturally the first to speak up again, with a strong ambiguity in her voice: "You... want to live together?"

  Su Rourou is very sensitive to this word, her small body trembled slightly, and she defended somewhat palely: "No, no, it's not what you think. We are... one room per person."

"Oh..." He Xiaojie meaningfully lengthened the ending, and then lowered her voice, "It was said to be a room for one person, but when I fell asleep, I went to the same bed. Rourou, you...don't deceive yourself. already."

   "No, Luo Yichen is not that kind of person." Su Rourou's voice became smaller and smaller, so small that she could barely hear herself, "He promised me..."

At this time, Lin Xi couldn't help but interject: "Rourou, you don't know those stinky boys! They are all good at it! For example, today he held your little hand, and tomorrow he will be like kissing your little boy. Mouth... When he kisses your little mouth, he'll think... ahem, how to eat you."

   Su Rourou couldn't help shaking when she heard these words. A long time ago, on Luo Yichen's seventeenth birthday, the request he once made to himself appeared in his mind...

   "Well, I think so too." Xie Xiaoqiu's weak voice came from the darkness, "Girls, you still have to know how to protect yourself. Even if you like it, you can't..."

   She didn't say the last sentence, but Su Rourou understood it.

  Xie Xiaoqiu is a more conservative girl than Su Rourou. Just listening to them discussing that kind of topic made her face burn. In her imagination, it is absolutely impossible for her to do such a transgressive behavior before marriage.

   It's just that she didn't know at that time, there is a word in the world called "can't help"...