Su Rourou watched him approaching her aggressively, and quickly hid behind Lan Xi'er: "Xi'er, save me!"
As soon as the words finished, Luo Yichen had already walked in front of her, and splashed water on her without any reason.
Lan Xi'er stood quietly beside Su Rourou, looking at Luo Yichen who was smiling, she lowered her eyes slightly.
Su Rourou was not in a hurry to dodge, her whole body was soaked. The originally flowing pink gauze skirt became wrinkled at this moment, and it was tightly attached to her body, outlining her thin and thin body.
Luo Yichen was splashing, but suddenly stopped, her phoenix eyes sank.
He quickly took off his T-shirt and threw it towards her: "Put it on!"
When he said this, his face was ugly, and there was an undeniable insistence in his tone.
Su Rourou took the clothes he threw over, with a dazed expression: I was playing happily just now, how can you turn your face when you turn your back on it
"Put it on quickly!" Seeing that she was still in a daze, Luo Yichen finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked up to her, and put the large T-shirt on her body.
In this way, his upper body is clearly displayed in front of Su Rourou.
Su Rourou sucked her nose forcefully, and suddenly felt the urge to have a nosebleed. Although, it's not that she hasn't seen it, and she has seen it many times. But it was the first time to appreciate it at such a close distance, under such bright light...
Not only her, but the girls who were besieging An Yirou also turned their heads and looked at Luo Yichen shyly.
"Wow, Luo Yichen took off his clothes?"
"He's in better shape than I thought..."
Their discussions reached Luo Yichen's ears, his face blushed, and he pulled Su Rourou towards the shore.
"I'm going back to the car to get some clothes."
"Oh, okay, you go!" Su Rourou nodded, trying to pull out her hand.
However, Luo Yichen has been holding onto it tightly.
Su Rourou was baffled: what was he doing pulling her to change clothes
It wasn't until they got on the bus that Luo Yichen let go of her hand, lowered his head and looked through his backpack.
He took out a clean white T-shirt from inside, then turned to Su Rourou and said, "Take off your clothes."
"What? Take off your clothes?" Su Rourou stared at him with wide eyes, wondering if she heard it wrong.
Luo Yichen's face was sullen, and the veins on his forehead twitched. Rather than talking nonsense with this idiot, it would be quicker for him to do it himself.
When he was thinking this way, he had already grabbed Su Rourou, and stretched his right hand towards the hem of her T-shirt.
Su Rourou turned pale with shock and struggled: "Luo Yichen! What are you doing!"
Luo Yichen didn't answer, but just continued with his hands, peeling off the T-shirt on Su Rourou like a rice dumpling.
Su Rourou hurriedly embraced herself with both hands, and looked at him vigilantly: "You... you... hold back! I will scream!"