Su Rourou's back stiffened immediately, and she couldn't even smile: "It's not mine, it's... He Xiaojie put it in without my permission."
Although she knew that her explanation was pale and powerless, she still decided to try to explain it. But obviously Luo Yichen didn't really believe it.
He stretched out his slender fingers, pulled out the two-chapter CD from her hand, and twirled it between his two fingers.
Then, he said in a very clear tone: "It's okay, I understand, I understand everything. Otherwise, let's observe together tonight and do a warm-up? By then, it will be faster to get started?"
Su Rourou couldn't laugh before, but now she couldn't even cry.
"Thank you, I don't need to observe! I don't want to observe with you!" She took out the English textbooks and test papers as she spoke, and sat down squarely at the desk, "Ignore you , I’m going to study hard.”
A trace of disappointment flashed in Luo Yichen's phoenix eyes, and Dang sat down beside her very cooperatively.
He supported his chin with one hand, and held a black fountain pen in the other hand, spinning it on his fingertips, his eyes fell on Su Rourou's peaceful side face.
It's okay, he doesn't mind waiting a few more days. At that time, he will definitely get it back with interest!
... ...
Finally, Luo Yichen's birthday came in his daily countdown.
Su Rourou's mood was very complicated, she was both nervous and looking forward to relief... Because Luo Yichen, a pervert, used to count down in days, but when it came to the last few days... it was already in hours.
If this continues, she will go crazy! It's better... die early and be reborn early!
On that day, Su Rourou locked herself in the bathroom early in the morning, and tried on the dress she bought online like a thief... It is said that there is an adjustable cutie with a gathering function.
Of course, this little cutie definitely does more than adjust this function. At the same time, it's cute and sexy, and sexy and provocative...
Most importantly, it is strap-on. As long as you pull it lightly, it will be like a transparent butterfly wing, falling with the wind...
Looking at herself in the mirror, Su Rourou was ashamed as a cooked crayfish. She covered her hot face with her hands, and there was a little expectation and... apprehension in her usually clear and bright eyes.
The whole day, she was absent-minded... She didn't listen to a word of what the teacher said in class, and her mind was full of various bloody scenarios that might happen at night, interrupting their plans.
For example, the police suddenly opened the door and broke in, holding a license plate and saying to them: "We are here to fight pornography! Squat in the corner for me!"
For another example, a strange man walked into the wrong room. Of course, the man must be an evil, charming, crazy and domineering president. He would pull off his tie and say to her, "Not bad! I like the woman they prepared for me this time!"
Su Rourou pulled her hair and kept shaking her head: She felt that she was really hopeless...
He sneaked a glance at Luo Yichen who was concentrating on listening to the class, his calm eyes were no different from usual...
In my heart, I felt a little unbalanced. Why is she anxious here alone, while he is so calm? There is also the mood to copy notes! She couldn't even hear a word!
Thinking of this, she angrily pulled the pen and notebook in his hand: "No copying!"
She's having a hard time, and he can't even think about it!
In fact, she didn't know, Luo Yichen didn't even know what he wrote. In his mind, all he thought was that in a few hours, she would belong to him completely!