Su Rourou patted her forehead: It should be in these two places!
Because she didn't have a key, she ignored the locked drawer and slowly climbed up the stairs to Luo Yichen's bed.
The heavy light blue bed curtain blocked all the surrounding light outside, making the inside look a little dark.
Luo Yichen's quilt was a blue and white checked pattern, which was laid out meticulously on the slightly narrow bed.
Su Rourou grabbed the armrest beside the bed, and jumped up with all her might! Immediately, there was a hard, cold touch on the knee.
Although she had already slept in the small bed in the dormitory for several days, she knew how ecstasy it felt to sleep on this bed, but whenever she thought of Luo Yichen sleeping on such a bed, her heart ached again.
After taking a deep breath, she groped and crawled forward in the dim light. She had just climbed a few steps when she seemed to feel a raised strip in her palm...
She pressed down on the thing again, felt it with her heart, and then moved up along the long strip...
This, it seems... a relatively huge object? Luo Yichen wouldn't be hiding a blow-up doll on the bed!
Thinking of this, she was very angry, with a kind of anger of "catching the rape in bed".
Just about to lift the quilt to find out, there was a muffled murmur from under the quilt: "Idiot, what the hell are you doing!"
Su Rourou's hand stopped abruptly, and she was in a state of bewilderment.
That one just now seemed to be Luo Yichen's voice? He he he, why didn't he go to study at night? Still hiding in the dormitory and sleeping
Then, she looked down at her hand... She, her, the place she was pressing seemed to be a relatively private place! It was the thing she once mistaken for a "love letter"!
Feeling the increasingly hard touch of her palm, as well as the increasingly heavy breathing of Luo Yichen in the dark, she withdrew her hand with a cry of surprise.
But Luo Yichen sat up suddenly, looked at her for a moment, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "There's nothing to be shy about, it's not that you... haven't fucked before."
Su Rourou recalled the embarrassing incident that happened a long time ago, and recalled the touch just now, and immediately felt that her palm was on fire.
Ahh, I really want to chop off my right hand! Her innocent little hands are polluted!
Looking at Su Rourou's small round face that was as red as an apple, the playful smile on the corner of Luo Yichen's mouth gradually deepened. He put his hands on the bed, and then moved closer to her little by little, blowing the breath of mint on her face.
"You... are you so eager to climb into my bed?"
His eyes are very deep, like a quiet sea under the night sky, shining with silver light. His voice was deep and hoarse, and he seemed a little charming in the small and dark space.
Su Rourou only felt her heart beating uncontrollably.
In the past few days, many "love picket squads" wearing red armbands have suddenly appeared in the school. The group of red armbands patrolled the school every day, and when they saw any pair of male and female students getting a little closer, they would go up and warn them. Those who warned many times to no avail were directly invited to drink tea in the Duan Zhang's office last year!
What frustrates her the most is that the hidden grove they went on a date before has become a key area for the red armbands to inspect because of its concealment and sound insulation.
As a result, she and Luo Yichen had no chance to get along alone, and in public they could only secretly look at each other or send text messages to relieve the pain of missing each other.
How long has it been since they looked at each other so closely