Chapter 384 (1/2)

Listening to such a charming voice, being looked at by such a pair of affectionate eyes and stroked by such a pair of hands, Su Rourou was almost overwhelmed.

However, she finally shook her head decisively: ”no! Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not!”

Then, as if to prove her determination, she struggled hard to get out of his confinement.

Luo Yichen didn't let her escape easily. They entangled for a while. The textbooks and exercise books originally placed on the desk were scattered on the ground with their actions, making a series of dull noises.

”I hate it. People want to read!” Su rourourou pouted and protested, ”if I can't go to the same school with you at that time, I'll blame you!”

When she said this, Luo Yichen's expression immediately became more serious, and a pair of originally confused and confused eyes gradually became clear.

He released her, pressed her on the chair, then lowered his head and began to pick up the things scattered on the ground.

At the moment of picking up the English textbook, a white envelope slipped from the inner page of the textbook and fell to the ground.

After seeing the words written on the envelope, Luo Yichen's face suddenly sank down, more gloomy than the night outside the window.

Su Rourou's expression suddenly became nervous, and the whole person trembled: it's over. What she didn't want him to find... She let him see it if she didn't die. Now, she's dead!

Sure enough, Luo Yichen stood up slowly. With the white envelope between his slender fingertips, he shook at her and said, ”he... Often writes to you?”

Su Rourou looked like a student who had done something wrong and was found by the teacher. She bowed her head and said, ”no, just occasionally...”

Yes, sometimes five, six, seven or eight times... Well, the unit of measure is every week. Not much, really not much, really occasionally!

Luo Yichen's eyebrows picked and approached her step by step. Then he put his hands on the desk and looked down at her: ”be honest, occasionally... Several times!”

Su Rourou was like a messy leaf in the wind, trembling or trembling: ”well... Let me think... One, two, three, four...”