In the dream, Su Rourou's eyes were staring straight, her chest seemed to be burning with fire, and the blood in her whole body rushed in countless directions in an instant, looking for an outlet to vent.
Finally, they found the exit...
A stream of warm liquid flowed down from her nose, and landed on Luo Yichen's smooth and fair skin drop by drop.
The sharp contrast between red and white brings a strong visual impact...
Luo Yichen's slender hands gently caressed her cheeks, wiping the blood off her face, his movements were extremely gentle and charming: "Idiot, you... have a nosebleed..."
"Ah! Nosebleed!" Su Rourou screamed and sat up from the bed.
Subconsciously, she reached out and touched the bottom of her nose, and then saw thick blood stains on her fair fingers.
God, she actually had a nosebleed... or because of a *dream's nosebleed. It's so embarrassing... Absolutely, absolutely not let Luo Yichen know, otherwise he will definitely laugh at him severely.
Thinking of this, she quickly rushed into the bathroom...
Ten minutes later, she came out of the bathroom again and stood in front of her closet. For the first time in her life, she was worried about what to wear to meet Luo Yichen.
In the past, she always put on a casual dress and went to see him. Because the bottom line of her principle is: as long as you can wear it, as long as it can cover the flesh!
But until today, she finally understood that the heroines in TV dramas who tried on clothes all morning for a date were definitely not hypocritical!
Because, at this moment, she also wants to do the same thing—it's just that she doesn't seem to have so many beautiful clothes to try on.
The next second, when she opened the closet, she was shocked: God, is this her closet? Did she open the wrong closet
The closet is full of two rows of new clothes, each of which is unique in design and exquisite in workmanship, and most importantly, it suits her small and cute style.
The hang tag on the clothes hadn't been taken off yet, and it swayed gently with the airflow brought by her opening the cabinet door.
She was so shocked that she didn't hear slight footsteps behind her...
Until Luo Yichen's voice sounded behind her: "Idiot, why don't you change your clothes quickly, what are you dawdling about?"
Su Rourou turned her stiff neck and turned her head little by little: "Luo Yichen... you probably bought all of these, right?"
Luo Yichen supported the cabinet door with one hand and her slender waist with the other, trapped her whole body between the cabinet and her hands, lowered her head and rubbed her small face with the tip of her nose and chin: "Besides me, there will be others Who? Why, are you very touched? Then express it and give me a good morning kiss!"
Su Rourou's face was itchy from being rubbed by him, and she unconsciously turned her head to one side: "Stop making trouble, it's so itchy!"
However, Luo Yichen persisted and continued to rub her delicate skin with the tip of his nose and chin, which made Su Rourou laugh until tears came out: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid, can't you please! Please let me go!"
"Then... show your sincerity!" Luo Yichen finally stopped teasing her, and pointed to his cheek.
Su Rourou stood on tiptoe cooperatively, kissed the place he was pointing at, then looked at him sincerely with those clear eyes and said, "Thank you..."
Although they have known each other for more than ten years, the number of times she said "thank you" to him is very few.
In fact, what she wanted to say was not only thanking him for buying her so many beautiful clothes, but also thanking him for waiting for her for so many years, thanking him for always tolerant of her clumsiness and stupidity, thanking him for letting her Feel the beauty of loving and being loved.
Hearing what she said, Luo Yichen's eyes moved, and a certain part of his heart also moved. He stroked her hair lightly: "Idiot, between you and me, do you still need to say 'thank you'? Go and pick out a dress you like and change into it!"