137. Chapter 137 Gifts (2)

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Su Rourou pushed Luo Yichen again, this time Luo Yichen simply grabbed her wrist, his voice as cold as hail: "He asked you out?"

"What? He... who is he? I don't understand what you are saying." Su Rourou pretended to be stupid.

Luo Yichen showed a sneer on his lips: "Don't pretend, I heard it all."

This idiot, hiding in the bathroom thinking that he could hide it from his ears, but in fact the echo in the bathroom was even louder!

"Yes... no no no, no!" Su Rourou stuttered.

"Is it 'yes' or 'no'!" Luo Yichen tightened his grip on her wrist a little, and his voice sank.

"No no, he didn't ask me out, he 'asked' me to help An Yirou pick a birthday present." Su Rourou didn't know why she had to explain to him so patiently, obviously she was roaring in her heart at this moment, "Who do you think you are! So much trouble!"

Luo Yichen shook her hand away fiercely: "You idiot, do you still have any dignity? You still want to go to such an appointment?"

Su Rourou was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and her whole body was full of cats: "I'll go, I'll go, so what? It's none of your business!"

After that, she pushed him away viciously and walked out of the bathroom.

Luo Yichen's back hit the transparent glass door of the bathroom with a "bang", his eyes were a little distracted, and his head tilted slightly to one side.

Su Rourou quickly climbed over the window, went back to her room, put on a T-shirt casually, and went out.

Walking on the road, she kept replaying what Luo Yichen had just said in her heart.

"Do you still have dignity? Do you still have dignity? Do you still have dignity?"

She couldn't help but touch her heart, which had been hurting since she received that call.

Yes, she also wanted to ask herself, did she still have dignity? But when she heard him ask her out together, she was so happy. This was the first time Ke Shaoze asked her out alone, how could she bear to refuse?

As she thought about this, she heard someone calling her name under the tree.

Ke Shaoze was wearing a red T-shirt and a pair of denim cropped pants, standing under the tree and waving at her. The bright color on his body was as cheerful and sunny as his personality.

"Brother Rou, I didn't expect you to be so fast! I thought you girls would spend most of the day just dressing up before going out!" He slowly walked out from under the shade of the tree.

Su Rourou didn't know how to answer this sentence. She also wanted to spend more time to dress herself up before meeting him, but the problem was that she had nothing to dress up!

Those ugly clothes in the closet, and this pot-lid-like hair...

Ke Shaoze had already walked in front of her and said with a smile: "Let's go, what do you want to eat, you lead the way."

When he smiled, he was particularly bright, revealing a row of neat and white teeth.

Many, many years later, Su Rourou still remembered his smile. Probably all adolescent girls will fall in love with a boy with such a brilliant smile.

In fact, Su Rourou once shamelessly imagined the scene of dating Ke Shaoze. It should be in an elegant western restaurant, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, the air is filled with the aroma of butter and cheese, and there are bursts of pleasant and melodious piano music...

However, she looked down at the loose black T-shirt that was a little deformed and the denim shorts full of holes on her body, and her shoulders collapsed immediately.

"Let's go, let's go to KFC."

"What? You... just pursue this?" Ke Shaoze couldn't believe it. He had already made up his mind to treat her to a big meal.

"Oh, or McDonald's!" Su Rourou thought for a while and said again.

"..." Ke Shaoze was silent and followed slowly behind.

"Don't you want to eat Shaxian snacks? Roadside oden? Barbecue?" Su Rourou looked back at him.

"Forget it, let's go to KFC..." Ke Shaoze frowned.

Luo Yichen stood quietly in front of the window, watching their every move.

The light blue curtains swayed gently in the wind, casting a swaying shadow on his face.