In the carriage, Su Rourou pushed Luo Yichen vigorously: "Come over, I have no place to sit!"
The driver watched all this silently from the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching again and again. It was the first time he had seen someone who dared to treat their big boss like this...
When getting out of the car, Su Rourou roughly dragged Luo Yichen out of the car like a sack, and then dragged her all the way back to the room.
Originally, she planned to throw him on the single sofa. But the drunk Luo Yichen was like a brown candy, clinging tightly to that big bed, never wanting to leave again.
Looking at his face flushed by the smell of alcohol, she scratched her hair irritably and gave up.
However, at the very second when she announced her abandonment, Luo Yichen's tightly closed eyes suddenly and slowly opened. Then, he slowly sat up from the bed, and began to clumsily pull the clothes on his body.
"Hey, Luo Yichen, it's pretty good if I let you sleep here, don't push yourself too far!" Seeing that he was about to start playing hooligans again, Su Rourou quickly looked at him with wary eyes.
Luo Yichen, however, seemed to have not heard what she said, continuing to tug on his clothes irritably: "It's so hot..."
As soon as the words fell, the last piece of clothing on his body disappeared, leaving only the last piece of underwear. Fortunately, he was not so mad that even this small piece of cloth was too hot, so he reined in the precipice and stopped stripping his clothes.
Then, he got under the blanket again, wrapped one hand around Su Rourou's slender waist as a matter of course, and fell down on the bed with her.
"Luo Yichen, you bastard!" Just as Su Rourou was about to yell at her, Luo Yichen turned another leg across and directly wrapped her pair of white and slender legs tightly.
"You are so heavy, get down!" Su Rourou pushed him hard, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. Like an octopus with eight claws, Luo Yichen trapped her whole body under him.
Feeling his scorching body temperature and the faint smell of alcohol on his body, Su Rourou suddenly felt extremely hot. She struggled hard again, and took a bite on his arm that was holding her...
But Luo Yichen just let out a soft snort, and whispered into her ear: "Shh, don't make trouble... Let me have a good sleep, I'm so tired..."
For some reason, when Su Rourou heard the words "I'm so tired", her heart seemed to be hit by something, and the inexplicable irritability in her body instantly calmed down.
Luo Yichen's breathing gradually became even and steady, and his pair of phoenix eyes were tightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep...
It's just that even though he was asleep, the strength of his restraint on her didn't decrease at all, and she still couldn't move. Seeing his sleeping face close at hand, Su Rourou's heart softened, and for a moment she forgot to break free from his domineering grip.
His brows were tightly furrowed, his thin lips were drawn into a straight line, as if he was not sleeping peacefully. Looking at his frowning brows, she suddenly had an urge to reach out and rub that spot for him, so that his brows could be relaxed again.
When she thought about it, she had already done so. The soft fingertips stroked his handsome brow one by one, as if wanting to soothe all his worries and troubles.
As if feeling her touch, Luo Yichen stretched out his hand in a daze and grabbed her little hand between his brows, and placed her on his hot cheek.
"Rou Rou... I've been really tired all these years." He murmured in a sleepy state, accompanied by a barely audible sigh.