To The Lovely You

  Her hands moved up slowly, weaving through his soft chestnut-colored hair, biting her lips tightly and making a low voice (homonym, replace it by herself).

   "Idiot, do you like it?" Luo Yichen suddenly stopped all movements and looked at her for a moment, seeing that her whole body was shrunk into a ball like a boiled lobster.

   "Just... it's alright." She blushed and said insincerely, her eyes didn't look back at him at all, pretending to be looking in other directions.

   "Oh." Luo Yichen's voice sounded a little lost, but then he kissed her in a more gentle but seductive way, until she almost stopped breathing.

   This time, when Su Rourou wanted to say something indescribable such as "like" and "continue" to him, Luo Yichen had already stopped.

   He took a deep breath, as if trying to hold back something, rubbed her cheek and said, "Idiot, I almost forgot about you... I'm here for auntie."

   After saying that, he lay down on the bed a little depressed, and put his arms around her waist by the way: "Go to sleep! I have to get up for work tomorrow morning."

  Su Rourou's thin body fell down with the strength of his hand, but she couldn't fall asleep. Inside her body, it seemed like a flame was burning, making her restless and unable to sleep.

  Luo Yichen's eyelids were raised slightly, the hand on her waist tightened a little, and moved up a little bit, accidentally or unintentionally, just touching the edge of a sensitive location. He asked in an understatement, "Can't sleep?"

  Su Rourou let out a grunt from her nose, thinking that it wasn't all because of you! Knowing that she was inconvenient, he deliberately set fire to fire everywhere. It was despicable, lewd, and shameless!

   In the darkness, the corners of Luo Yichen's lips evoked a vague arc, and his voice still sounded pure: "Why can't you sleep? Why don't you try counting sheep, it's very effective."

  Su Rourou couldn't help rolling her eyes in her heart, and said in a muffled voice, "I thank you, you should hurry up and sleep! Don't pay attention to me, leave me alone."

Listening to her slightly angry voice, the curvature of Luo Yichen's lips gradually deepened, and he rubbed her little face with his chin: "Okay, then... good night. If you can't sleep, you can wake me up. "

   Then, he closed his eyes gently and pretended to be asleep. God knows, how could he fall asleep... After turning over a few times on the bed, he finally couldn't bear to rush into the bathroom, soaked himself in cold water, and managed to cool down the fire in his body.

   Actually, Su Rourou couldn't fall asleep, she just closed her eyes quietly. She still didn't fall asleep until he fell asleep after taking N cold showers.

  Inadvertently, Su Rourou caught a glimpse of Luo Yichen's phone on the bedside, her long eyelashes trembled. She suddenly wanted to know, the password of his mobile phone... is it still her birthday? The screensaver of his phone, or her photo?

  After all, so many years have passed...

   trembling fingertips, slowly, slowly approaching the phone lying quietly by the bed.