To The Lovely You

   With such a young master, there is still no way to reason! Su Rourou caressed her forehead helplessly, no longer caring about being beautiful or not, she just grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on her body.

   And Luo Yichen, who had his back to her, was really a gentleman who didn't look sideways. It's just that his eyes fell straight on the two glass windows in front of him...

   In the bright glass window, Su Rourou's busy figure was clearly reflected, and her fair and slender legs were exposed to the cool morning air.

   The corners of his lips twitched slightly: This idiot, her figure is a little better than he imagined... But she is too thin, she has to gain weight, otherwise it will not feel good.

  After changing her clothes, Su Rou Rou suddenly remembered something very important, pointed to the direction of the window and said to Luo Yichen, "You, climb back to your own room for me, and go out through the door of your own house!"

   Yesterday, she went through the window and was misunderstood by her godmother. Today, if her parents see Luo Yichen walking out of her room, she will die!

  Luo Yichen had already turned around, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said leisurely, "Who told you that we are going out today?"

  Su Rourou was at a loss: "How can you run in the morning if you don't go out?"

What    thought in her mind was: If she didn't go for a morning run, how would she see her male **** playing?

  Luo Yichen gave her a cold look, already guessing her thoughts. He pulled the corners of his lips and said, "Go directly to the gym on the top floor of our house, where there are treadmills."

  Su Rou Rou became anxious: "Why don't you go to the stadium? The air is good there and there are many people!"

   "How many people are there?" Luo Yichen repeated these words thoughtfully, and the smile on his lips became colder and colder. Is it because of the atmosphere that there are many people, or is it because of Ke Shaoze's presence?

   "If you want good air, I can open the skylight on the top floor. If you want more people, I will let all our servants come up to accompany you to exercise!"

   "..." Su Rouro was speechless, she didn't understand why he would rather spend so much trouble than go to the stadium.

"Come on!" Luo Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a threatening tone, "If you must go to the stadium, then I'll go out directly from your room and have breakfast with Uncle Su and Auntie Lin. Go again."

   This guy, Luo Yichen, always knows best what his weakness is. Su Rou Rou lowered her head weakly, climbed onto the table swiftly, and jumped into Luo Yichen's room.

   Luo Yichen, who was behind him, showed a smile of successful trickery, and followed her unhurriedly.

  …

  In the gym on the top floor, fresh air is poured into the room from the skylight.

   Su Rourou was sweating profusely on the treadmill, while Luo Yichen beside her was relaxed.

   Behind them was a huge swimming pool, and several servants in swimming trunks made waves. In addition, there were several maids lined up in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, practicing yoga to the long, secluded music.

   They really don't know what the eldest young master of his family is smoking today, and he has to force them to come here to spar with him. Does the eldest young master, who has been pampered since he was a child, know that as servants, they still have a lot of things to do...

  Luo Yichen wiped the sweat on Su Rourou's forehead with a large white towel, and smiled brightly: "How about it, are there enough people? Is there enough atmosphere?"

   The sweat on Su Rourou's head suddenly increased...

   "Your speed is too slow... Excuse me, are you a turtle?" Luo Yichen smiled charmingly at her, then leaned down slowly and pressed the acceleration switch.

  Su Rourou was caught off guard and almost fell off the treadmill.

   "Luo Yichen! You pervert!"