Her hands moved upwards slowly, running through his soft chestnut-colored hair, biting her lips tightly, making a low sound (homophone, replace by yourself).
"Idiot, do you like it?" Luo Yichen suddenly stopped all his movements and looked at her for a moment, making her shrink into a ball like a boiled lobster.
"Just... it's okay." She blushed and said insincerely, her eyes didn't look back at him at all, pretending to be looking in another direction.
"Oh." Luo Yichen's voice sounded a little lost, but then he kissed her in a more gentle but provocative way, until she almost stopped breathing.
This time, when Su Rourou wanted to say some difficult words like "like" and "continue" to him, Luo Yichen had already stopped.
He took a deep breath, as if he was trying to hold back something, rubbed her cheek and said: "Idiot, I almost forgot about you... here comes the auntie."
After finishing speaking, he lay on the bed a little depressed, and put his arms around her waist by the way: "Go to sleep! I have to get up for work tomorrow morning."
Su Rourou's thin body fell down with the strength of his hands, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what. There seemed to be a flame burning ragingly in her body, making her restless and unable to sleep.
Luo Yichen's eyelids slightly lifted, the hand on her waist tightened a little, and moved up a little intentionally or unintentionally, just touching the edge of a certain sensitive spot. He asked in an understatement-sounding tone: "Can't sleep?"
Su Rourou let out a muffled snort from her nose angrily, thinking that it was all because of you! Knowing that it was inconvenient for her, but intentionally setting fires everywhere, it was despicable, obscene, and shameless!
In the darkness, the corners of Luo Yichen's lips curled up in a vaguely indistinct arc, and his voice still sounded pure and innocent: "Why can't I fall asleep? Why don't you try counting sheep, it's very effective."
Su Rourou couldn't help but rolled her eyes in her heart, and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you, you'd better go to bed quickly! Leave me alone, and leave me alone."
Hearing her angry voice, the curve of Luo Yichen's lips gradually deepened, and he rubbed his chin against her small face: "Okay, then... good night. If you can't sleep, you can wake me up."
Then, he gently closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. God knows, how could he be able to sleep... After turning over on the bed a few times, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed into the bathroom, soaking himself in cold water, barely cooling down the fire in his body.
In fact, Su Rourou couldn't fall asleep, she just closed her eyes quietly. She still didn't fall asleep until he took n cold showers and fell asleep.
Inadvertently, Su Rourou caught a glimpse of Luo Yichen's phone left on the bedside from the corner of her eye, and her long eyelashes trembled. She suddenly wanted to know, the password of his mobile phone... Was it her birthday? Is it the screen saver of his phone, or her picture
After all, after all these years...
The trembling fingertips slowly approached the mobile phone lying quietly on the bedside.