383. Chapter 383 Date

Su Rourou watched his two jelly-like thin lips getting closer and closer to her... His faint, pleasant mint breath gradually surrounded her.

The hand that was half pushed and half pushed was pressed tightly by his side, unable to move at all.

As if under hypnosis, she only felt a lot of pink bubbles rising around her, and the thick eyelashes fluttered slightly like two small fans, and then slowly closed.

Although I'm a little embarrassed to admit it, she actually misses him too, and wants to be...so close to him.

Luo Yichen's lips rubbed against hers for a moment, then he pressed his whole body towards her, putting all his weight on her body.

Su Rourou's back was pressed tightly against the edge of the desk like this, and it hurt a little from being pinched, and she unconsciously let out a muffled groan.

But when this muffled hum fell into Luo Yichen's ears, it changed completely. It seems that it has become something else, which can probably be classified as "asthma".

His eyes became darker again, as if there was a fire burning inside his body, the blood in his whole body instantly flowed backwards, straight to his forehead.

Unconsciously, the force on his mouth increased a lot, and the pressure on her gradually increased.

"Don't...stop..." Su Rourou finally couldn't help it, and uttered a low moan between her lips and tongue, "It hurts so much!"

Luo Yichen's Adam's apple moved, slightly away from her lips, and said with some restraint: "Pain? I didn't treat you... like that..."

Although, he kind of misses that... oh, no, actually he really misses it.

Su Rourou's face turned red suddenly, and she thumped his chest fiercely: "I...I mean my back hurts from being crushed by the table!"

Fortunately, he didn't say "Oh? Do you think I don't...stop? Or...don't stop?" like those small talk male protagonists.

Luo Yichen let out a thoughtful "Oh", his expression was a little disappointed, but his eyes soon became turbulent again. That look, like a pool of spring water under the warm sun, shone with radiance.

He approached her again, pressed against her ear, and slowly said word by word: "How about we change to a more comfortable place? I promise...it won't hurt you..."

After finishing speaking, his gaze swept across the big light blue bed vaguely, which was very obvious.

At this time, if Su Rourou can't understand anymore, then she really is no different from a pig.

"No...don't go there!" This time, she was no longer half-hearted, but firmly refused.

Because... "bed" is a very ambiguous place.

The two of them, a lonely man and a widow, seem to be lying in bed talking about the college entrance examination, life, and ideals on such a spring night full of spring breeze, and they are a little sorry for the audience.

Su Rourou warned herself fiercely in her heart: No, absolutely not! Boys are all creatures who push their feet!

Well, in fact, what she was really worried about was... Maybe whoever knocked the other down at that time!

She was still masturbating by herself, but Luo Yichen had already pulled her into his arms and put her petite body on his lap: "Shall we go?"

Obviously what he said was "going", but for some reason, in Su Rourou's ears, it turned into "About me"...

His eyes looked a little confused, and his voice was low and hoarse with a little bewitching. A pair of slender hands stroked her face intentionally or unintentionally, and touched her soft lips inadvertently several times.