Thick eyelashes covered his deep eye sockets, leaving a vague silhouette on the bridge of his high nose.
Su Rourou's heart trembled slightly, she unknowingly stopped what she was doing, stood up and walked towards him...
Looking at his chest exposed to the cool air, she swallowed first, then walked quickly to the bedroom. When she came back, there was already a thin blanket on her hands, which gently covered his body. Then, she just stood there quietly and looked at him for a while before returning to the computer.
Looking at the large pile of boring numbers on the computer screen, she frowned and rumpled her long hair into a ball. My God, why is she... still so worried about him!
After being busy with the computer for a while, Su Rourou's eyelids became heavier and heavier. At some point, her head suddenly fell, and she fell asleep directly on the table.
Just after she fell asleep, Luo Yichen's phoenix eyes slowly opened, looking at her sleeping face through the computer screen, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He hadn't fallen asleep at all, and had been feeling her every move—naturally including the moment she covered him with a thin blanket.
The slender white fingers gently stroked the edge of the blanket, and the moonlight as gentle as water outside the window flickered in the phoenix eyes. In fact, she still cares about him, and still thinks about him...
He stood up and walked towards her, bent down slightly, and wiped the saliva from her lips. Then, like countless times in the past, she was picked up from the chair by the princess and walked towards the big bed in the bedroom.
The big bed seemed too spacious for him to sleep alone, and he always habitually huddled in the corner where he used to lie, leaving most of the bed free.
Now, he put her on the half of the bed that once belonged to her, and then climbed onto the bed lightly, and lay down on the other half that belonged to him.
Slightly turned to face her, he stared closely at her little face that was close at hand, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the blink of an eye. My heart was filled with a warm and soft feeling.
Her skin is well maintained, and it is still as rosy and flabbergasted as it was a few years ago. Her eyebrows stretched slightly, and her delicate red lips curved slightly, as if she had fallen into a beautiful dream...
He just looked at her like this, and kept looking at her, unwilling to close his eyes at all. Without her by his side, he couldn't sleep well every night; now that he was by her side, he didn't want to sleep at all.
The atmosphere at this moment was very warm, but... it was quickly broken by the ringtone of her cell phone. As if she was dissatisfied that her dream was interrupted, Su Rourou frowned, pouted a few words in a low voice, turned over again and continued to fall into a deep sleep.
Luo Yichen calmly picked up the phone next to the pillow, looking at He Yanzhi's name flashing on it, Junxiu's eyebrows were tightly knit into a ball.
Gently pressing the call button, he said into the microphone in an extremely low and hoarse voice: "Hello?"
He Yanzhi on the other end of the phone was startled for a while, and then asked in a trembling voice: "Luo Yichen? Why are you... Rourou?"
"She... won't go back tonight, just stay here with me." His voice was calm and unwavering, but unintentionally revealing faint signs of exhaustion, "Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll hang up first. We ... I'm very tired, I'm going to rest."
Then, without giving He Yanzhi too much time to react, he hung up the phone and threw the phone aside, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. His eyes fell back on Su Rourou's body...