Chapter 204 (1/2)

”No.” Luo Yichen glanced sideways at her and refused coldly, with a bit of anger and sadness in his tone.

Su Rourou curled her lips and thought that anyway, I asked you. You didn't eat it yourself. But after thinking about it, for a man like Luo Yichen who is duplicative, he said ”no”, which is actually ”want”?

Alas, I don't know when I began to know Luo Yichen so well and care about him so much.

So she patiently asked, ”really not?”

This time, Luo Yichen didn't speak, but looked at her for a moment.

In the dark, his Phoenix eyes looked particularly clear, as if he could see her heart straight through her eyes. This idiot is finally beginning to understand him

Somehow, Su Rourou's heart trembled slightly: she asked him if he wanted to eat cookies. What did he do when he looked at her like this? That look, as if to swallow her into the stomach, she is not a cookie

Before she could react, Luo Yichen suddenly stood up, put his hand on the back of the chair, quickly leaned over and bit the biscuit in her hand.

When Su Rourou recovered, her slender fingers still held the position of holding the biscuit, but the biscuit had long disappeared.

Luo Yichen resumed his previous posture and lay carelessly on the back of the chair, as if he had never moved more than half a minute.

Su Rourou still maintained her original posture and looked at her fingers in a daze. There seems to be some warm smell of him on it

Ke Shaoze has been looking at this scene with forbearance. His hand on the armrest works hard tightly, and his joints are slightly white.

”Brother Rou, give me one too!” He said in a casual tone.

However, as soon as his voice fell, he suddenly stretched out a slender hand behind him and grabbed all the biscuits in Su Rourou's hand.

Then, just listening to the sound of clicking, Luo Yichen put all the remaining biscuits into his stomach and licked his lips: ”it's really delicious, thank you.”

As he spoke, he patted Ke Shaoze on the shoulder to express his gratitude. Of course, I didn't forget to return the empty box of biscuits to him at last.

Thank you... Thank your sister! Is that for you? Ke Shaoze tightly held the biscuit box in his hand and silently greeted his ancestors for 18 generations.