Su Rourou's heart ached, but she tried her best to keep the expression on her face as if nothing had happened.
The black BMW was parked behind Luo Yichen, and the driver in black uniform opened the door for him: "Master, you got up late today, you'd better take the car! Otherwise, you will be late."
If it was normal, Su Rourou would definitely rush up, brazenly show off her cuteness, and ask him to take her for a ride.
But today, she just took a bite of the toast in her mouth, lowered her head and walked forward silently.
When passing by Luo Yichen's side, her footsteps slowed down unconsciously.
She didn't know why her feet kept moving and slowed down, as if she was expecting something.
However, she didn't hear the sound she was expecting, only heard a "bang" the moment the door closed. Then, there was the sound of the car starting.
Su Rourou gritted her teeth secretly, quickened her pace and walked forward.
After walking a few steps, she saw a familiar figure beside the telephone pole not far away, waving at her.
"Ke Shaoze?" She widened her eyes in surprise.
Surprised, Su Rourou wanted to ask something, but Ke Shaoze quickly said, "Brother Rou, come up quickly! We're going to be late!"
"Oh, good!" In desperation, Su Rourou jumped into the back seat of the car in a panic, without caring much about it.
As soon as she sat down firmly, Ke Shaoze stepped on the bicycle and drove forward quickly.
While eating breakfast, Su Rourou asked, "Why are you here today?"
Ke Shaoze's voice came from the wind: "Because I don't trust you! That golden retriever... might come to trouble you again."
"That's it..." Su Rourou said in a low voice, "Thank you."
The two were talking like this, and sure enough, at the intersection not far ahead, they saw the golden-haired man and his group of followers, looking around furtively.
The moment they saw Ke Shaoze, they disappeared without a trace like the wind, like little ghosts meeting the King of Hades.
Ke Shaoze paused, thought for a long time, and then said: "Brother Rou... I think you will need someone to escort you no matter whether you go to school or after school. How about... let me protect you!"
When he said this, his face and ears turned red. In fact, it's all just an excuse...
Su Rourou almost choked on her throat with a mouthful of toast, her eyes unconsciously followed the black BMW in the distance.
Seeing that Su Rourou didn't respond for a long time, he said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I'm just worried about you... nothing else."
"Ahem, cough, I know, thank you." Su Rourou covered her throat, coughing violently, and managed to swallow the piece of toast that was stuck in her throat. But the chest position is still very blocked...
Ke Shaoze frowned slightly, was this the first time she said "thank you" to him today? Why did her "thank you" sound so unpleasant to him
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned his eyes slightly, and Su Rourou behind him said: "Brother Rou, can you not say 'thank you' to me in the future?"
Su Rourou patted her stuffy chest, wondering: "Why?"
Saying thank you, isn't it the most basic courtesy
But she didn't know Ke Shaoze's inner thoughts: it's the most basic politeness for others to say thank you to him; but, she is different—she is not someone else...
"Anyway, I don't like it when you say thank you to me because..." His voice sounded muffled.
Su Rourou patted her head immediately: "I know, because we are 'good brothers'! You don't need to be so polite!"
"Hmm..." Ke Shaoze twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a wry smile.
"Master, what are you looking at?" the driver asked while driving.
Along the way, Luo Yichen maintained a certain posture, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at the rearview mirror with a frown.
In the rearview mirror, Ke Shaoze was riding a bicycle and running fast on the road. Behind him, there is a thin figure looming.
He could only see half of the back of her head, and the hem of her uniform skirt blowing in the wind.
The thin lips were slightly pursed: It seems that last night I thought about a punishment plan for the night, and I can start to implement it—because she really wants to drive him crazy!