To The Lovely You

When she said this, she dared not look him squarely in the eyes, her eyes flickering.

But her little movement of secretly hiding the love letter, and the panic that flashed across her little face, did not escape Luo Yichen’s clear eyes.

Knowing her for more than ten years, he knew everything about her well. He knew exactly what expression and tone she would use when she was guilty.

Thinking of the white figure outside the window just now, Luo Yichen’s hand against the wall gradually clenched into a fist. He raised his fist and slammed it above Su Rourou’s head with a “bang”: “You lied!”

Su Rourou was so scared that she hurriedly closed her eyes, her body trembling. Did this guy take the wrong medicine? She didn’t provoke him today, did she?

“It’s true!” She emphasized again without fear of death.

Luo Yichen looked at her eyes flashing with anxiety and let out a cold snort. His slender fingers slipped off the wall and came down to the bottom of her skirt. After hesitating for a moment, he put his hand inside.

Feeling the hand touching her thighs, Su Rourou’s breathing became disordered. But her two small hands were clamped tightly by his other hand, and she couldn’t move at all.

“Luo Yichen, you… are you crazy?!”

This guy was really weird today! Although he always had trouble with her in the past, he never was this blatantly obvious. Today, he started to deal with her again and again! Now even still… still…

“I think it’s you who is crazy!” Taking advantage of her momentary daze, Luo Yichen used a little force and pulled out the love letter from under the hem of her skirt.

He clamped the love letter in his fingertips and shook it in front of her, with a tricky sneer at the corner of his mouth.

“Give it back to me! You bastard!” Su Rourou rushed forward. Gosh! Inside it was full of girly thoughts! If such a thing fell into Luo Yichen’s hands, he could take the opportunity to blackmail her again!

But Luo Yichen was a head taller than her, and his reactions and movements were more sensitive than her. Even if she stood on tiptoe and scrambled desperately, she couldn’t even reach a corner of the love letter.

Luo Yichen felt much better when he saw her puffed up, and his eyebrows that had been wringing slowly unfolded. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he glanced at her triumphantly: “Why? Can’t grab it? Do you want me to read this love letter for you?”

“No!” Su Rourou rushed forward again, but after all, she was not Luo Yichen’s opponent.

Slender fingers tore open the envelope and pulled out the pink letter paper. His clear male voice echoed in the narrow staircase, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

“Classmate Ke Shaoze: I am a very ordinary girl. Maybe you never noticed me, but I have always silently liked you…”

When he read this, Luo Yichen stopped suddenly, and his original joking tone became a bit gloomy.

“Your writing is so bad, yet you have the nerve to write a love letter! If I receive such a love letter, I will definitely throw it away without reading it!”

“What’s wrong with my poor writing? This is my own original creation, not copied online!” Su Rourou became angry, her white cheeks flushed like a ripe apple, “Also, I won’t write a love letter to you. So you have no chance to throw it away!”

Hearing what she said, Luo Yichen’s eyes suddenly darkened, and he firmly squeezed her chin, and pressed in closer: “You try one more thing! Believe it or not, I will give this love letter to your parents.”