In the end, she cupped her hands in front of her chest, making a gesture of yearning: "Rourou, what's waiting for you in three days... must be a passionate night..."
Su Rourou's face became even redder, and she chased her and started fighting: "He Xiaojie, stop talking nonsense, and see if I don't tear your mouth apart."
Although she said so, what she thought in her heart was no different from that of He Xiaojie.
They were only focused on chasing and fighting, and no one noticed that behind a big tree not far behind them, a slender figure cast a dark shadow on the ground.
There was a sneer on the corner of An Yirou's mouth, and the depths of his eyes were full of resentment: Su Rourou, I didn't expect... you would have a day of being alone. The last time you counted your fate, this time...
...
In the evening, Su Rourou and He Xiaojie had dinner early, and watched "A Slight Smile Is Alluring" in bed.
The heating in the room was fully turned on, making them feel warm and lazy.
Both of them are out-and-out foodies, and since He Xiaojie had completely given up on her weight loss career, she put a lot of snacks on the bedside table. Eating snacks in his mouth, looking at the male god in his eyes, it is indescribably pleasant.
"Don't tell me, your elder brother Yichen really looks a bit like Yangyang." He Xiaojie looked at the enlarged handsome face of God Xiao Nai on the screen, and her tone was full of envy, "And ah, even the skills of flirting with girls are not good enough." Just as full…”
"Come on, obviously Yangyang looks like our brother Yichen, okay!" Su Rourou immediately retorted.
He Xiaojie ate a piece of potato chips and said, "No, why didn't your elder brother Yichen look for you today?"
When she said this, Su Rourou also felt something was wrong. Under normal circumstances, if Luo Yichen had been separated from her for so long, he would definitely send him text messages every once in a while. Except for the security message he received this morning, he has never contacted himself again...
Thinking of this, she picked up the mobile phone placed by the bed, motioned He Xiaojie to turn down the volume, and pressed the dial button.
But the only answer to her was the beeping sound of the phone... She made several calls in a row, but no one answered.
He was probably busy with something else! Su Rourou thought so in her heart, and put the phone aside.
Although there was some uneasiness in his heart, it was definitely not that he suspected Luo Yichen. Because, she has 100% trust in him.
This is what people do to someone they trust. Even if he doesn't reply to your text message or your call in time, he will have a very firm idea in his heart: he must be busy, and he will definitely reply when he is free.
But Luo Yichen still didn't give her any reply until he went to bed at night. Su Rourou conceived countless possibilities in her heart, and once again suffered from insomnia gorgeously.
Beside him, He Xiaojie's snoring sound like an earthquake came, as well as her low-pitched sleep talking.
Su Rourou couldn't fall asleep any more, and turned over several times on the bed like a salted fish. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and poked He Xiaojie's fleshy back: "Xiaojie Xiaojie..."
"Hmm, what are you doing..." He Xiaojie half-closed her eyes, and said in a daze, "Rourou, why aren't you sleeping..."
Three black lines suddenly appeared on Su Rourou's forehead: How could I be able to sleep with your snoring so loud!
At this moment, He Xiaojie's snoring stopped suddenly, and it seemed that the room was surprisingly quiet.
Su Rourou wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, closed her eyes and started counting sheep. Just when she was a little sleepy, she heard rustling footsteps in the living room.