The corners of Luo Yichen's lips became more and more curved, and he lowered his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes: "Why, aren't you afraid of being misunderstood? Don't you really dislike riding in my car?"
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, mixed with the breath of rain, their hair and clothes were messed up by the wind.
"This...how can I! You misunderstood!" Su Rourou rolled her eyes, and her voice became softer, "Besides, you are on the way anyway, so just treat me as a favor, okay?"
Luo Yichen didn't say yes or no, but just maintained the parking posture.
Su Rourou looked at his expressionless face for a while, wondering whether he agreed or disagreed. But based on what she knew about him, if he didn't disagree, it was tacit consent!
So, she brazenly jumped into the back seat of Luo Yichen's car, and said lightly, "Hurry up, it's going to rain!"
Luo Yichen rode forward unhurriedly, so anxious that Su Rourou urged again: "Please, can you ride faster?"
"You are too heavy!" Luo Yichen's voice came from the wind, with some dissatisfaction and complaints.
"You're talking nonsense, why am I so heavy!" Su Rourou looked at her slender arms and calves.
"You're obviously fat, and you brought an extra schoolbag!" Luo Yichen frowned, thinking that she was holding another boy's schoolbag in her arms, he felt annoyed for a while, and his tone became more vicious, "I think I'm slow ?Give you two choices: one is to throw yourself down, and the other is to throw someone's schoolbag down!"
"I don't want it! I don't choose any of them!" Su Rourou tightly hugged the schoolbag in her hand, playing a rogue. If she had to choose, she might really choose to throw herself away.
Luo Yichen rode even slower, almost advancing at a turtle's speed.
Even an old woman walking tremblingly with a cane on the road surpassed them.
The old lady turned her head and looked at them with disdain.
Luo Yichen looked nonchalant, but Su Rourou had black lines all over her hair.
Why every time she took Luo Yichen's car, she felt like she was in a stolen car
Finally, one second before the torrential rain poured down from the sky, the bicycle stopped firmly at the door of Su Rourou's house.
Su Rourou looked at the heavy rain, exhaled a long breath, and muttered to herself: "It's okay, it's okay, the schoolbag didn't get wet."
When she said this, she unconsciously patted Ke Shaoze's schoolbag in her arms.
In Luo Yichen's mind, when he asked her to bring a schoolbag in the past, the scene where she put her schoolbag on her head to keep out the rain came back.
A cold light flashed in the cold phoenix eyes.
He can still clearly remember the water droplets falling from the edge of his schoolbag.
The water drops in memory, drop by drop, icy and cold, fell on his heart.
But Su Rourou didn't notice the storm in his eyes, turned around and said "thank you" to him, and wanted to enter the house.
Suddenly, Luo Yichen directly pushed the bicycle to the ground, stepped forward and grabbed her arm.
Su Rourou turned her head in astonishment, and met Luo Yichen's eyes full of anger. Only then did she belatedly realize that his eyes were spewing fire, and that scorching sight almost burned her.
"What... what are you doing?" Although she didn't know why he suddenly got angry again, she felt a little scared by him like this.
Luo Yichen was born with a strong aura, when he got angry, she was always intimidated by him in a hopeless way.
Without any explanation, he grabbed the schoolbag from her hand, threw it on the ground, and then kicked her several times.
There were several footprints on the khaki schoolbag.
"You... are you crazy?" Su Rourou was dumbfounded, not knowing why Luo Yichen punched Ke Shaoze's schoolbag so hard. Could it be that when did Ke Shaoze offend him? No wonder he deliberately framed him behind his back and tipped off Han Xuefei.
Su Rourou hurried forward to stop her, but Luo Yichen seemed to be even more angry, and kicked the schoolbag flying on the ground.
Ke Shaoze's schoolbag just fell on the rain-watered ground, getting soaked bit by bit.
Seeing the color of the khaki fabric gradually darken, a sneer slowly bloomed on Luo Yichen's lips.
Su Rourou just wanted to rush into the rain to pick up Ke Shaoze's schoolbag, but was grabbed by Luo Yichen again, and slammed into his strong chest.
"Don't go!" He held her tightly in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Why do you treat the same schoolbag differently? Do I have the same status in your heart as my schoolbag? "