Luo Yichen''s back was stiff for a moment, but soon he pretended that he didn''t know anything and simply closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

    "Asleep?" Su Rourou whispered, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes. Only then did she be sure of it.

    She found that Luo Yichen had got into the quilt and his other hand was still on her waist!

    "Let go of me!" With a red face, she struggled, pulled his hand off her waist and pushed his handsome face back for a few minutes.

    But after a while, Luo Yichen''s hand was wrapped up again. This time it went too far. He even tangled his feet.

    "Hey, Luo Yichen! Let go!" Su Rourou wondered why she couldn''t get rid of his shackles anyway?

    "Wake up!" She kept poking Luo Yichen''s chest and pinching his arm, but Luo Yichen still closed her eyes and didn''t move.

    She thought it was even more strange that Luo Yichen could sleep so deeply that she couldn''t wake up?

    Of course, she doesn''t know that there is a kind of person in the world who can''t wake up anyway - that is, someone who pretends to sleep.

    After tossing and turning for a while, she had to bite her teeth. Because she was so sleepy, she fell asleep unconsciously.

    In his sleep, the faint fragrance of mint lingered on Luo Yichen. Actually, it smells good and warm.

    Su Rourou slept more heavily, and her little hand wrapped around his waist unconsciously.

    Listening to the even and long breathing sound in his ears, Luo Yichen opened his eyes again, and a satisfied smile hung around his mouth.

    It''s nice to be held by her to sleep like this.

    But he thought he might not be able to sleep, even at dawn.

    Then he opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping face close at hand. He didn''t go to sleep until the fish belly was white in the sky.

    Early the next morning, he was awakened by a shrill cry.

    "Ah! Luo Yichen, you... You go down!" Su Rourou, with a small red face, roared angrily.

    She was pinned down by him and couldn''t move at all.

    Luo Yichen frowned gently, rubbed his temples and said, "why don''t you say, hold me in your own hand and tell me how to go down?"

    "What!" Su Rourou found that her little hand was evenly around his tight waist, and she was so frightened that she quickly loosened, "I just... Just take you as a pillow, don''t think too much!"

    "Oh, yeah?" Luo Yichen''s lips were hooked and learned her way of speaking. "In fact, I just take you as a pillow. Don''t be too nervous!"

    "Hum!" Do not know why, Su rourourou heard such an explanation, but she was very dissatisfied and flustered.

    He took advantage of himself and said he was a pillow!

    "Get up and go to our house for dinner!" Luo Yichen jumped down from the bed and opened the curtain.

    The storm is still raging outside the window, and the weather of the typhoon is estimated to last another week.

    He looked back at Su Rou, who was still lying in bed. "From tomorrow night, you''d better go to my house to sleep!"

    "No... no! I like to sleep in my own room."

    "Well... I have to come and sleep with you every night?" Luo Yichen''s tone sounded unspeakable ambiguous.

    "..." Su Rourou didn''t know how to answer the question, so she said vaguely, "we''ll talk about it then!"

    As she spoke, she jumped out of bed and climbed out of the window: "hurry up, I''m starving!"