Su Rourou opened her mouth, and wanted to say no, but found that her throat was stuck and she couldn't make any sound.
"Ahem!" At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps at the door. I saw Luo Shaohua in a well-fitting suit carrying a briefcase and walking into the hall.
"Rourou, long time no see." He looked at Su Rourou who was lying in his son's arms, his eyes fixed on Luo Yichen's hand on her waist.
"Godfather?" Su Rourou snapped back to her senses, broke away from Luo Yichen's embrace in a panic, and stood up.
Luo Yichen, on the other hand, looked calm, tidied up his somewhat messy shirt, and called "Dad" lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Juan and the servants who had disappeared for a long time suddenly poured into the living room from all directions.
Li Juan greeted her with a smile on her face, and took the suit that Luo Shaohua had taken off: "Why did you come back so early today?"
Luo Shaohua didn't say anything, there wasn't much expression on his majestic face, he just responded vaguely, and walked towards the dining table.
Li Juan quickly ordered the servants to serve the dishes, and a group of people got so busy.
Su Rourou looked at Luo Shaohua's expressionless face, and the first thing she thought of was Luo Yichen, and she thought to herself that they really are father and son, with hereditary facial paralysis!
While everyone was in a hurry, she secretly moved towards the entrance of the hall bit by bit.
Luo Yichen seemed to have read her mind and grabbed her arm.
"What are you doing! Let me go quickly!" Due to the presence of parents and servants, Su Rourou didn't dare to resist forcefully, so she could only warn him in a low voice.
Li Juan and Luo Shaohua kept their faces unchanged and continued to gossip.
The servants on the side also didn't look sideways: the young master has to flirt with his little girlfriend every day, and they have long been accustomed to it!
Luo Yichen acted as if he didn't hear what she said, and continued to drag her up the spiral staircase, and finally came to his room, closing the door with a "bang".
"What on earth are you trying to do!" Su Rourou pressed her back tightly against the door panel, raised her head and glared at him.
Luo Yichen looked down at her, and said calmly: "You lost the last game. Today, you will clean up my room for me."
It was only then that Su Rourou remembered that there was such a thing. She poked her head out to look at the tidy room, and whispered, "Such a clean room still needs to be tidied up?"
Hearing what she said, Luo Yichen frowned slightly: "Clean, where is it tidy?"
After finishing speaking, he pointed to the bookcase: "See, the third book from the left is a little crooked!"
Then, he pointed to the bed sheet: "Also, there are wrinkles in the lower left corner of the bed sheet!"
Finally, he pointed to the computer on the table, and wanted to say something, Su Rourou immediately covered his fingers: "Okay, you win! Can't I just clean it up now? Please don't say any more." …”
Listen to him continue, she will be smart!
Su Rourou resigned to her fate and began to clean, Luo Yichen followed behind her as a supervisor, giving orders from time to time.
"Over there, there's a speck of dust!"
"Here, there is a hair!"
While tidying up, Su Rourou thought: Luo Yichen is a perverted clean freak, which unlucky servant is usually responsible for cleaning his room? She expressed deep sympathy for him!
After a while of busy work, Su Rourou finally finished cleaning, and looked at Luo Yichen weakly: "Master, is it clean enough? May I go back?"
"No!" Luo Yichen inspected every corner of the room with his eyes like a microscope.
"What else are you dissatisfied with! It's already very clean, okay? It's much cleaner than my room!" Su Rourou complained dissatisfied.
Luo Yichen gave her a slanted look, and said mockingly: "Do you think I'm you?"