"You haven't even noticed, is there something different on the table?" Luo Yichen's voice contained a hint of helplessness.
"What's different?" Su Rourou murmured to herself while scanning her messy desktop with her eyes.
After a while, she finally found a small cup next to a pot of meat plants.
"Haagen-Dazs?!" She widened her eyes, first looked at the box of ice cream, then turned her stiff neck to look at Luo Yichen who was lying on the bed.
"En." Luo Yichen just responded lightly, without even raising his eyelids.
"For me?" Su Rourou pointed to herself, and suddenly remembered the slogan of Haagen-Dazs.
Hearing her shocked tone, Luo Yichen frowned, and said indifferently: "I bought too much at home, and the refrigerator can't fit it. Every servant in our family has a copy, and there's still not enough to send out."
Su Rourou gave a dull "Oh". It turned out that her status was similar to that of his servants. Then why did her heart beat so fast just now? Why did she always like to be so affectionate when facing Luo Yichen recently
"Eat it quickly! If you don't eat it, it will melt..." Luo Yichen's voice sounded muffled.
There are delicious ones, Su Rourou is naturally not polite, she lifted the lid and scooped them up with a spoon.
While eating, she turned on the computer and watched "Descendants of the Sun".
Looking at Song Joong Ki's handsome face on the screen, she couldn't help but want to lick the screen.
"Wow, husband Song Joong Ki is so handsome!"
"So romantic..."
"So gentle..."
"So considerate..."
"too… "
Before the last sentence was finished, there was a "pop", and the power supply was cut off by Luo Yichen...
Song Joong Ki's charming face on the computer screen was replaced by a full screen of black.
Su Rourou still had the spoon in her mouth, her eyes were wide open, and she didn't react for a while.
"It's so noisy!" Luo Yichen's expression was ugly, with one hand propped on the table, he leaned over to look at her closely, "I beg you, you are already such an idiot, can you stop being such an idiot?"
Su Rourou quickly swallowed the ice cream in her mouth, raised her head and glared back at him: "I like it, I am willing! I want you to care!"
Luo Yichen suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched her chin, and said in an extremely cold tone, "Can the word 'husband' be used casually?"
"..." His eyes were a bit frightening. Su Rourou couldn't help shaking, but she still pretended to be calm and said, "Why not, everyone calls him husband now! It's just a title, just a noun, and it doesn't mean anything. !"
"Oh, is that so?" Luo Yichen squeezed her chin even harder, "Then why don't you call me 'husband' too?"
His beautiful eyes flashed emotions she couldn't understand, and her small figure was reflected in the dark pupils...
Su Rourou's heart was beating non-stop, because of being pinched by him, her small mouth was slightly opened, and there was still a trace of ice cream on it.
"I don't want it, you are not as handsome as him, as gentle as he is, as romantic as him, as you are..."
"Try saying another word?" Luo Yichen interrupted her, and suddenly lifted her up, with the other arm around her waist, "Believe it or not, I..."
His Adam's apple moved, his eyes moved accordingly, and his voice became deeper and deeper. His gaze fell unconsciously on her collarbone...