Luo Yichen's chuckle sounded in her ears, and then a piece of salmon fell into her lunch box, followed by abalone, shark's fin, and oysters.
As a senior foodie, when Su Rourou saw delicious food like fish meeting water, she immediately pounced on it without restraint, completely ignoring the details such as indirect kissing and sputum exchange that she had been struggling with before.
Seeing her burying her head in the lunch box and wolfing down her food, Luo Yichen's eyes also curved up, like crescent moons in the sky.
He said silently in his heart: eat, eat fatter! It will feel better in the future!
He is planning for his future...
His gaze unconsciously fell on the "plain" below her neck, and he sighed deeply: This idiot can eat more than anyone else, where did the meat grow
Su Rourou was busy gobbling it up, and finally felt a little full, so she raised her head and took a few breaths.
As soon as she raised her head, she met Luo Yichen's gaze staring at her, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
"Ahem, you... don't you even eat?" She took a peek at his lunch box, as if it hadn't been touched.
"Don't eat, I'm full..." Luo Yichen shook his head lightly, his soft hair fluttering gently with his movements.
"Oh!" Su Rourou lowered her head again, continuing to destroy the remaining food.
She was so focused on eating that she didn't even notice that Luo Yichen's gaze fell on her again, and she never left for a moment.
The phoenix eyes narrowed bit by bit under the sunlight: This idiot, he is already full just by watching her eat...
"Tomorrow, I want to eat your cooking."
His voice was very soft and soft, and it came with the wind, but Su Rourou choked because of these words.
she cooks? For Luo Yichen? Did she hear correctly? Luo Yichen, a pervert, what exactly is he pretending to be in his head
Leaving aside the question of who she's cooking for - first of all, she can't cook at all...
"Can I not?" She said vaguely while chewing the food in her mouth.
"What do you think?" Luo Yichen's voice became softer, and he smiled "brilliantly" at her.
Su Rourou immediately felt the biting chill, and couldn't help shaking: "Just pretend I didn't say it."
Suddenly, Luo Yichen leaned over towards her, raised his slender fingers, getting closer to her face...
Su Rourou seemed to have been immobilized, she watched his hand fall on her cheek without moving, and then gently put her somewhat messy hair back behind her ears.
"The mouth is full of oil, and the hair is all stuck to it. It's so dirty!" His tone was slightly disgusted, but his eyes and movements were extremely gentle.
Cleanliness! At this moment, there are only these two words in Su Rourou's mind.
At the glass door leading to the roof, Ke Shaoze was standing there quietly, watching them without blinking.
He usually comes to this rooftop to relax occasionally, and there are no other people here at all, but he didn't expect to bump into them today.
The two of them seem to be very close... Really, are they just neighbors
For some reason, he just looked at Luo Yichen and Su Rourou from a distance through the glass door, but he didn't take a step forward...
His deep gaze fell on Luo Yichen's right hand, which was stroking Su Rourou's hair.
The sun shone on Luo Yichen's perfect profile, creating a halo of light.
Ke Shaoze narrowed his eyes, and suddenly felt that the sunlight outside was a bit dazzling.
He turned around slowly and walked down the stairs step by step. The sound of footsteps echoed in the silent corridor...