She bit her lower lip tightly, as if she was thinking hard about something, and finally said weakly: "Give me a little more time, okay? When your birthday is this year, I will...I promise you."
For the last few words, she spoke in a softer and softer voice, so that she could hardly hear herself clearly. She still remembered the request he made to her on the night of her seventeenth birthday.
Luo Yichen ecstatically pressed his forehead against hers, lowered his eyes and said, "Really?"
Su Rourou blushed, and nodded shyly: "Stop asking again... okay?"
If you are so shy, saying it once is the limit, there is no need to force her to repeat it all the time...
"Okay." Luo Yichen buried his head in the hollow of her neck, and finally let out a satisfied sigh.
Just when Su Rourou thought he would let her go, he still pressed her against the door without moving, as if he had no intention of getting up.
Su Rourou stretched out her hand and pushed him: "Don't...don't press me down, it's so heavy!"
Luo Yichen suddenly picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.
Su Rourou was so frightened that her face turned pale, she kept kicking her little feet: "Luo Yichen! You promised me..."
In the next second, she was thrown onto the big soft bed. On the other hand, Luo Yichen propped his hands on the mattress, staring down at her: "Tonight, I can let you go, but... I have one last request."
The flames dancing in the depths of his eyes made Su Rourou suddenly startled: "What... request?"
Her intuition told her that this would be a very difficult request. However, Luo Yichen is not an ordinary person, his skin thickness has already surpassed her imagination.
"Let me... Take a good look at you." His voice came with the night wind and kept echoing in her mind.
Su Rourou immediately understood what he was talking about, her little face was as red as a little strawberry, and she pretended to be stupid: "You... aren't you just looking at me right now?"
Luo Yichen still looked at her without blinking, and there was a trace of bewilderment in his flat tone: "You know what I mean."
"Can I refuse?" Su Rourou was making the final bargain, although she knew that the chance of success was almost zero.
Sure enough, Luo Yichen shook his head resolutely, then stretched out his hand to caress her slightly open neckline little by little.
After the obsession just now, he has torn off a button on Su Rourou's neckline, revealing a large beautiful collarbone.
Luo Yichen's eyes sank, and his slender fingers began to undo her first button.
His voice sounded like a dream, slowly hypnotizing her: "Hey, I promise I'll just watch, I won't do anything."
Before she knew it, the short-sleeved pink shirt on Su Rourou's body fell gently on the floor...
In the end, there was only a special piece of clothing with strawberry powder foundation left to wrap her fair and delicate body... Luo Yichen felt dry mouth and tongue, and tightness in her throat.
He stretched out his hot fingertips, gently circled behind her, and then untied the last one.
During the whole process, Su Rourou tightly closed her eyes, because she did not dare to look at the expression on Luo Yichen's face.
"Don't...don't look, I'm very flat." She struggled a little, trying to reach out her hands to cover her scenery, but Luo Yichen firmly held down her two slender arms.