371. Chapter 371 I Am Gone, Will You Miss Me (1) (Reward Plus More)

Su Rourou is like a sculpture, her whole body is tense, biting her lower lip tightly, letting his fingers do whatever they want.

His fingertips brought a strange touch, obviously it was such a cold fingertip, but the place where it passed was a spark.

Feeling the movement of his fingertips, Su Rourou finally understood what he wrote.

He wrote: Happy New Years...

Three black lines suddenly appeared on her forehead: Did someone say "Happy New Year" in such a flirtatious way?

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Su Rourou followed her parents back to her home.

When she walked to the door of her bedroom, she guessed that Luo Yichen must be hiding in a corner again, just waiting for her to push the door in and give her a "bear hug of love"...

This time, she learned to behave well. Just pushing the door lightly, the whole person jumped back a step vigilantly.

However, this time, Luo Yichen did not rush forward, but stood quietly in front of the window, seemingly waiting for her for a long time.

"Luo Yichen, it's so dark, why don't you turn on the light!" Su Rourou said while pressing the switch.

However, before her hand touched the switch, she was held down by a pair of warm and strong hands.

"Don't turn on the light." Luo Yichen's gentle voice like a spring breeze rang in her ear, with a hint of bewitchment, "It should be darker and have an atmosphere."

He stood behind her, clinging to her tightly, his hands wrapped around her waist naturally. And in front of her is a wall...

Su Rourou suddenly had a chill: atmosphere... It's late at night, lonely men and widows, what do you want so much atmosphere?

She also thought of his series of "flirtatious" actions when watching the Spring Festival Gala at his house just now, and the small flame in his body that had just cooled down was about to rekindle.

"It's late...Aren't you going to go back to sleep?" Feeling his body tightly against her, she carefully stood up straight, not even daring to move. I'm afraid that just such a slight movement can stir up the fire in his body.

Of course, it also includes the fire in my body.

"Why, you don't want me... to watch the night with you?" Luo Yichen whispered while biting her ear, his scorching breath sprayed on her neck vaguely.

Vigil...? Su Rourou stroked her forehead helplessly: She had a premonition that if she agreed, Luo Yichen, a big-tailed wolf, would definitely push his limits and stay on her little bed and never go back.

She was just thinking about how to politely reject him, when suddenly there was a burst of crackling firecrackers outside the window, followed by bursts of fireworks blooming in the air.

It turned out that it was zero o'clock, and the night watchmen set off fireworks and firecrackers one after another, praying for a good start in the coming year.

Meanwhile, their phones buzzed incessantly in their pockets—another time of the year when text messages explode.

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two disappeared with the stronger sound waves.

With a blushing face, Su Rourou gently broke free from his embrace. She pretended to look down at her mobile phone screen to hide her shyness.

In fact, everyone’s text messages are similar, they are all copied and pasted group text messages, and some people even forgot to change their names.

For their replies, Su Rourou also sent out blessings in groups, until... she saw Ke Shaoze's name.

The text message he sent her was very brief, only four words: Happy Chinese New Year.

Compared with other people's text messages, his blessings are really short. Not even an exclamation point or period.

But Su Rourou knew that these four words were completely typed by him with his fingers. Although short, it has more sincerity and blessings than those long speeches.

What she didn't know was that Ke Shaoze spent more than half an hour typing just these four words. He deleted and typed, typed and deleted...

In the end, his fingers rubbed repeatedly on the send button, and he struggled for half an hour between sending and not sending.