To The Lovely You

In the carriage, Su Rourou pushed Luo Yichen hard: "Go ahead, I have nowhere to sit!"

  The driver watched all this silently from the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. This is the first time he has seen someone who dares to treat their big boss like this...

When    got off the car, Su Rourou roughly dragged Luo Yichen from the car like a sack, then dragged him all the way back to the room.

  Originally, she planned to throw him on the single sofa. But the drunk Luo Yichen was like a brown candy, sticking tightly to the big bed, and would never leave again.

   Looking at his face flushed with alcohol, she scratched her hair irritably and gave up.

   However, at the moment when she gave up, Luo Yichen's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened slowly. Then, he sat up slowly from the bed and began to clumsily tug at his clothes.

   "Hey, Luo Yichen, it's good enough for me to let you sleep here, don't push yourself too far!" Seeing that he was about to start playing hooligans again, Su Rourou hurriedly looked at him with guarded eyes.

  Luo Yichen seemed to have not heard what she said, and continued to tug at his clothes irritably: "It's so hot..."

   As soon as he finished speaking, the last piece of clothing on his body had disappeared, leaving only the last piece of intimate clothing. Fortunately, he wasn't so mad that even this small piece of fabric was too hot, and he stopped stripping his clothes on the precipice.

   Then, he got back into the quilt, grabbed Su Rourou's slender waist with one hand as a matter of course, and fell onto the bed with her.

   "Luo Yichen, you bastard!" Just as Su Rourou was about to scold, Luo Yichen crossed another leg and wrapped her fair and slender legs tightly.

   "You are so heavy, get down!" Su Rourou pushed him hard, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. Luo Yichen was like an octopus, trapping her whole body under her body.

   Feeling his scorching body temperature and the faint smell of alcohol on his body, Su Rourou suddenly felt extremely hot. She struggled hard again, and took a hard bite on the arm he wrapped around her...

   But Luo Yichen just snorted softly and whispered into her ear: "Shh, don't make trouble...let me sleep well, I'm so tired..."

   For some reason, when Su Rourou heard the words "I'm so tired", her heart seemed to be hit by something, and the inexplicable irritability in her body instantly calmed down.

  Luo Yichen's breathing gradually became even and steady, his phoenix eyes were tightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep...

   It was just that although he fell asleep, the strength of his restraint on her didn't decrease at all, and she still couldn't move. Seeing his sleeping face so close, Su Rou Rou's heart softened, and she forgot to break free from his domineering restraint for a while.

   His brows were furrowed tightly, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, as if he was not sleeping peacefully. Looking at his frowning brows, she suddenly had an urge to reach out and rub that spot for him, so that his brows could be stretched out again.

   When she thought so, she had already done so. Soft fingertips stroked his handsome brow one after another, as if trying to ease all his worries and worries.

   As if feeling her touch, Luo Yichen stretched out his hand in a daze, grabbed her little hand between his eyebrows, and placed her on his hot cheek.

   "Rourou... I've been really tired all these years." He stumbled out in a dreamy whisper, accompanied by a barely audible sigh.