He carefully lifted her up, let her lie on top of him, and carried her on his back.
She is very light and her plush coat is so soft, as if she is carrying a marshmallow cloud on her back.
So warm…
He glanced at the elevator and then at the stairs beside him. Almost without thinking, he headed for the stairs.
Luo Qingchen seemed to be vaguely aware that someone was carrying her, walking gently and carefully, step by step.
If you think about it carefully, this is probably the first time he has carried her like this. The feeling of her shallow breath on his neck was really warm...
Luo Qianzhe walked to the thirty-second floor in thirty seconds for almost half an hour!
Maybe during this half hour, she just had a short dream like a fragment.
But he felt that it was not easy to carry her up such a long staircase like this.
In the past, she had never let him get close intentionally, let alone carry her...
Early the next morning, when Luo Qingchen opened her eyes, she found that she was sleeping in—
Master bedroom!
what's the situation? What happened? where is she
Walking to the living room with a puzzled look on his face, Luo Qianzhe had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for her to go to school with him.
"Luo Qianzhe!"
"Why did you call me by my first and last name?" He saw her hands on her hips with a confused look on her face and said, "You didn't sleep last night, okay?"
"Sleep... ahem—" She cleared her throat and said, "Why did I sleep in the bedroom last night!"
When she said this, her cheeks couldn't help but feel a little hot! I took a look at the goose-yellow sweater I was wearing. Nothing happened...
"Do you want to sleep on the sofa?" Luo Qianzhe looked at her with a hint of dominance in his eyes.
"That-" she pointed to the room opposite the master bedroom and said, "Isn't there a guest room?"
That room full of dolls and gifts!
"It hasn't been cleaned for a long time. I don't want you to sleep on it." He glanced at the quilt on the sofa and said, "The sofa I slept on last night!"
Luo Qingchen glanced at the sofa in his direction, blinked lightly and said, "As expected, I respect you..."
Before she finished speaking, she received Luo Qianzhe's sharp gaze.
The next second, she hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Did you make breakfast?"
"bought."
"By the way-" she pointed to the pink room and said, "Why did you buy so many dolls!"
"Others sent them to school after I entered high school." Luo Qianzhe handed the milk with some sugar to her and said, "Didn't you say before that it was bad to throw gifts from others into the trash can?"
When he was in junior high school, he often received gifts from girls. Girls were really weird sometimes.
Why do you think boys like dolls if you like them too
He really doesn't like it...
At first, he would throw them at each other, but then he bumped into her at the school gate.
She looked at him with a cold face and said: "How do you ruin other people's feelings? One day your feelings will be ruined like this."
Since then, he has never thrown the gifts given to him into the trash can again, because he doesn't want his own thoughts to be thrown away one day!
Luo Qingchen took the milk with a dull expression and looked at him and said, "Isn't it only a month since high school started? There are probably more than 300 dolls in it, okay?"
"Is it more than three hundred?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I haven't counted..."
In fact, that room was originally prepared for her. Although he actually knew very well that she would not come to live or even return to the country.
But God still seemed to favor him, and finally saw the hard-working man he was... (To be continued)