Su Rourou opened her mouth. She wanted to say no, but she found her throat stuck and couldn''t make a sound.

    "Cough!" Just at this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps at the door. Luo Shaohua, with a straight suit and a briefcase, walked into the hall.

    "Soft, long time no see." He looked at Su rourourou lying in his son''s arms and fixed his eyes on Luo Yichen''s hand on her waist.

    "Godfather?" Su Rourou suddenly regained consciousness, flustered to break away from Luo Yichen''s arms and stood up.

    Luo Yichen looked calm, sorted out some of his messy shirts and faintly called "Dad".

    As soon as his voice fell, Li Juan and the servants who had disappeared for a long time suddenly poured into the living room from all directions.

    Li Juan greeted with a smile and took Luo Shaohua''s suit: "why did you come back so early today?"

    Luo Shaohua didn''t say anything. There was no too much expression on his dignified face. He just answered vaguely and walked towards the table.

    Li Juan quickly ordered the servants to serve, and a group of people were so busy.

    Su Rourou looked at Luo Shaohua''s expressionless face and first thought of Luo Yichen. She thought it was really a father and son, hereditary facial paralysis!

    While everyone was busy, she secretly moved in the direction of the hall door bit by bit.

    Luo Yichen seemed to have guessed her mind and grabbed her arm.

    "What are you doing? Let go of me!" Due to the presence of parents and servants, Su rourourou didn''t dare to resist, so she had to lower her voice and warn him.

    Li Juan and Luo Shaohua remained unchanged and continued to gossip.

    The servants on one side are also not squint: the young master has to pull and pull with his little girlfriend every day. They have long been surprised!

    Luo Yichen continued to pull her up the revolving stairs as if she hadn''t heard her words. Finally, he came to his room and slammed the door.

    "What the hell do you want!" Su Rourou''s back pressed tightly against the door panel and raised her head to glare at him.

    Luo Yichen looked down at her and said calmly, "you lost the last bet. Today, you will clean up my room for me."

    Su Rourou remembered that there was such a thing. She leaned out her head and looked at the tidy room. She whispered, "such a clean room still needs to be cleaned up?"

    Hearing her say so, Luo Yichen''s eyebrows frowned slightly: "neat, where neat?"

    With that, he pointed to the bookcase: "see, the third book on the left is a little crooked!"

    Then he pointed to the bed sheet: "also, there are folds in the lower left corner of the bed sheet!"

    Finally, he pointed to the computer on the desk and wanted to say something. Su rourourou immediately covered his fingers: "OK, you win! Can''t I clean up now? Please stop talking..."

    Listen to him say that again, she will be fine!

    Su Rourou agrees to start cleaning. Luo Yichen follows her as a supervisor and gives orders from time to time.

    "There''s a dust over there!"

    "Here, there is a hair!"

    Su Rourou thought as she tidied up: which unlucky servant is responsible for cleaning Luo Yichen''s abnormal cleanliness habit? She expressed deep sympathy for him!

    After a while of busy work, Su rourourou finally finished cleaning and looked at Luo Yichen powerlessly: "young master, is it clean enough? Can I go back?"

    "No!" Luo Yichen inspected every corner of the room like a microscope.

    "What else are you dissatisfied with? It''s already very clean. It''s much cleaner than my room!" Su Rou complained discontentedly.

    Luo Yichen glanced at her obliquely and said sarcastically, "do you think I''m you?"