Chapter 12 (2/2)

”My book is wet.” Luo Yichen's eyes flashed and his Adam's Apple moved.

”So?” Su Rourou's eyes fell on his rolling Adam's apple and swallowed his saliva. She doesn't know why she swallows

”You are responsible!” Luo Yichen said word by word and meal by meal.

”How are you responsible?”

”Blow dry!” Luo Yichen got up, found a hair dryer from the bathroom and threw it to her.

Su Rourou has a black thread: this guy is really hard to serve!

But who let himself have something in his hand, she had to take the hair dryer and blow all the textbooks in her schoolbag.

In the gap of her textbook, Luo Yichen took time to go downstairs.

Seeing that he had only one person to come down, Li Juan wondered, ”what about Rourou? Why didn't she come down? Won't she go back tonight?”

Speaking of this last sentence, the originally puzzled eyes became ambiguous.

Luo Yichen knew what his mother was thinking and casually made up a reason: ”isn't her hair wet? She's blowing her hair in my room!”

”Oh, that's right.” Li Juan somewhat disappointed to lengthen the ending, handed him a cup of ginger tea in her hand, ”this is to warm her body. It's not good for girls to catch a cold.”

Luo Yichen looked at her empty hand and raised her eyebrows: ”where's mine?”

”No.” Li Juan naturally answered, and then she was busy with her own.

Is this his mother? Luo Yichen's eyes darkened and went upstairs with the cup of ginger tea.