To The Lovely You

   There was another sentence, which she didn't say: If I don't go back, I will... I will lose control of myself! Don't push me!

  Luo Yichen curved the corners of his lips in disapproval, with a bewitching smile in the depths of his phoenix eyes. Step by step closer to her.

  Smooth silk pajamas, swaying gently with the frequency of his walk. The piece of fabric on the shoulder slipped out bit by bit, and finally hung barely on the corner of his shoulder.

  Su Rourou's heart trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes moved slowly with that corner. She had a hunch that as long as she took a few more steps, the whole pajamas would slip off his shoulders in an instant...

   Sure enough, when Luo Yichen walked in front of her, his fair and smooth shoulders were exposed to her without warning.

   He was so close to her that she couldn't help but look at him and didn't want to look away.

  Su Rourou finally couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and a thud sounded in the quiet room, making the originally ambiguous atmosphere even more ambiguous.

   "Luo Yichen, you, you, you... Put on your clothes, we have something to say!" She stretched out her hand and tried to push him away, but inadvertently touched his smooth skin exposed to the air.

   At that moment, the bodies of the two of them trembled slightly, and an electric current flowed around in their bodies.

  Luo Yichen's phoenix eyes were dark, and there seemed to be two small flames beating in that darkness... He approached her without a word, and then approached her...

   The slightly moist bangs fell on her cheeks, and the cold touch made Su Rourou shiver again.

  Su Rourou closed her eyes tightly, her hands tightly gripping her pajama skirt that couldn't be shorter.

   They both wore so little and washed so clean... No way, she didn't dare to think about it any more!

  Luo Yichen's eyes swept across her tightly furrowed brows, as well as the little hand clutching the corner of her skirt, her perfect lips stopped just 0.0001mm away from her.

   His slender eyelashes fluttered twice, and he looked down at her, his warm breath sprayed on her cheek: "Idiot, what are you thinking?"

   After finishing speaking, before Su Rourou could react, he gently placed a kiss on her forehead, then quickly turned and left.

   When Su Rourou came back to her senses, his figure had disappeared at the other end of the glass door. An indifferent voice, unable to read emotions, came from the gap where the glass door closed quickly.

   "Good night, rest early!"

  Luo Yichen stood on the other side of the glass door for a long, long time, then smiled helplessly, and stroked his slightly wet bangs.

  Su Rourou also stared blankly at the glass door for a long time before muttering to herself, "Then... there is no such thing?"

   She was a little fortunate in her heart, but also seemed a little… lost.

   That night, Su Rou Rou opened her big shining eyes in the dark, always looking at the transparent glass door unconsciously.

  Luo Yichen's room was pitch black at the moment, she couldn't see anything at all, but for some reason she couldn't help but look in that direction.

   As soon as she thought that he was not far from her, she felt a very warm and appropriate sense of happiness in her heart.

At the other end of the glass door, Luo Yichen was not sleepy either.

   He rolled over one after another irritably, constantly annoyed in his heart: Just now, I was still too soft-hearted...

  Tonight, it is estimated that it will be another sleepless night.