To The Lovely You

  Luo Yichen has impatiently grabbed the lunch box in her hand and threw it aside: "Don't eat it! Let's start!"

  Su Rourou protested dissatisfiedly: "How can you be like this! I'm not full yet!"

  Luo Yichen gave her a sideways glance, with a tone of contempt: "Your stomach is a bottomless pit, may I ask when you've been full? Anyway, you're not full, so finish your business before you eat!"

  Su Rourou secretly rolled her eyes: How could he use such mean words to describe her, a delicate little girl? Is this appropriate? It's a shame she just thought he was cute!

   She was still slandering, but Luo Yichen had already rewarded her with a big surprise and threw the script to her.

   "Starting from Act 3, Scene 5..." When he said this, he turned his head and didn't dare to look into her eyes again.

  Su Rourou's eyes just touched the title, and she suddenly became hot.

What? Wedding night? ! This Luo Yichen, why did he choose such scenes to rehearse?

   "That... Luo Yichen..." She tugged at the corners of her lips with some difficulty. "On the wedding night, there's nothing to rehearse, right? Some actions... just borrow a seat... right?"

"It's because of the borrowed seat that we have to rehearse!" Luo Yichen's face was taken for granted, plausible, in fact, his heart was already beating wildly, "The borrowing is also very important, it is obviously too fake if it is too far away, but If you get too close, it will be like what I did yesterday... In short, it is a technical difficulty and needs a lot of practice!"

  Su Rourou twitched the corners of her mouth and wanted to refute him, but she didn't know how to refute him. Because what Luo Yichen said seemed to make sense, although it was crooked.

   "Then... that's fine!" Her scalp was numb, and she gritted her teeth and agreed. The big deal is just another night of insomnia...

  Luo Yichen pointed to the glass door leading to the rooftop, and coughed lightly: "After a while, look at the two of us in the glass door, adjust the distance... Try to make the scene as realistic as possible."

   When he said this, Su Rourou's eyes fell on his white neck like a ghost.

   They were so close, she could even see the light blue blood vessels at the neck and the slightly raised Adam's apple.

   Then, her eyes moved up unconsciously, and finally settled on his rosy and attractive lips, trying hard to recall the touch of these two red lips in the dream that day...

  For some reason, she suddenly felt the saliva in her mouth increase rapidly, and she couldn't help swallowing.

   That "gudu" sound was especially obvious on the silent rooftop.

  Su Rou Rou felt a little embarrassed, her fair face blushed like a hawthorn.

   At this time, Luo Yichen just turned his head, was startled for a moment, then chuckled lightly again, as if in a good mood: "Why, can't wait?"

  Su Rourou's face turned even redder, and she was a little angry: "I said, do you still want to start!"

  Luo Yichen raised his eyebrows, spread his hands, and looked like he was being ravaged by her: "Comeonbaby!"

  Su Rou Rou snorted softly, then looked at the two figures in the glass door in the distance, raised her head and put her lips closer to him.

  Luo Yichen lowered his head slightly, staring at her slightly pouted red lips, a small flame beating in her eyes.

   But Su Rourou suddenly stopped: "That's not right! Why am I taking the initiative every time? On the wedding night, shouldn't it be the boy who takes the initiative? You're not a man anymore?"