To The Lovely You

   What's even more embarrassing is that Luo Yichen's right hand was placed on her lower abdomen, turning around in circles.

  Although she knew, this was the way he used to rub her stomach in the past. Although she was sleeping just now, she felt the heat from his palm, which eased her heart-piercing pain.

   But such a posture, how ambiguous and ambiguous. Knowing this earlier, she would rather not wake up.

Luo Yichen had already noticed her subtle movements, and asked in a low voice, "Are you... awake? Are you feeling better? You kept calling me cold just now, I just wanted to help you warm up, I have no other idea... …”

   "Yeah." Su Rourou replied vaguely, her small body tensed so tightly that she didn't even dare to move, for fear of touching some "sensitive" parts of his body.

  Luo Yichen looked much more relaxed and more casual than her, and continued to massage her lower abdomen with a big palm: "It's alright, you continue to sleep, and I'll press it for you."

   "No... No need, I'm already fine." Su Rou Rou hurriedly held down his hand that was spinning in a circle, but she was so hot that she immediately retracted her hand.

  His hand... was so hot, so hot, it was as hot as a soldering iron, making the already scorching temperature of the bed rise a little more.

   "It's so hot, so hot." Su Rourou wiped the sweat from her forehead and tried to lift the quilt to dissipate the heat inside, but was pressed by Luo Yichen's hot hand.

   "Don't... It's not good to catch a cold at this time, it's better to be warmer." His voice gently brushed by her ear, making her face a little hotter.

  Su Rourou bit her lower lip tightly, thinking about the same question over and over in her messy mind: Before coming to her house tonight, she still kept a distance from him. When did the style of painting change suddenly, and they became so ambiguous?

   What's even more damning is that she let him hold her and didn't push him away or kick him down? Probably because she is too weak now, probably because she really needs a warm embrace...

   What she didn't want to admit was that all of this was actually an excuse she made for herself.

  Luo Yichen's hand gently covered her big open eyes: "Close your eyes and continue to sleep, you need to rest more at this time."

   Later, Su Rou Rou fell asleep again in a daze. The originally pale complexion also turned a lot rosy at once, as if it had almost recovered.

   Hearing her even breathing, Luo Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief. It's just that the big hand on her lower abdomen was still reluctant to move it, and it moved continuously...

   This time, it's not a circle, but a gradual upward movement, and then a gradual upward movement...

   He kept warning himself in his heart: No, no, my current route is the warm man and Liuxia Hui, and I absolutely, absolutely cannot deviate from this route.

   But at the same time, another voice was saying: It doesn't matter, she is like a pig when she is asleep, and she will not feel it. Just a moment, just sneak a moment...

   He was still struggling, and the uncontrollable hand had already covered the softness of her chest. His dark pupils tightened sharply, his whole body seemed to be hit by an electric current in an instant, and his breathing became quicker.

   He kept warning himself in his heart: No, no, just moan, no more!

   But another voice jumped out and said: It doesn't matter, what's the difference between mo and mo two or more?