When Luo Yichen returned to the room, Su Rourou had blown the textbooks almost.

He handed her the ginger tea in his hand: "my mother asked me to give it to you."

"Thank you." Su Rourou took a drink while carrying her schoolbag on her back, and then handed it to Luo Yichen again. "Excuse me, are you satisfied with everything I\'ve done?"

Luo Yichen glanced at the textbooks arranged word by word on the desk and gave a short grace.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Su Rourou quickly struck while the iron was hot and looked at him pitifully: "can you give me back my love letter?"

"No!" Luo Yichen categorically refused.

"When on earth will you give it back to me!" Su Rourou shouted discontentedly. If he doesn\'t give it back to her all his life, won\'t she be threatened by him all his life?

"Wait until I\'m in a good mood." He turned to look out of the window and deliberately didn\'t look at her.

Su Rourou made a face at him quickly, and then ran downstairs without looking at him again.

Luo Yichen leaned against the desk, looked at her back, picked up the ginger tea in her hand and took a sip. Her breath still seems to remain on the edge of the cup

In the living room, Li Juan enthusiastically judo Su Rou: "Rourou, let Yichen send you!"

"No, godmother! Just a few steps away..."

Before Su Rourou finished, Li Juan couldn\'t help telling the servant, "go and ask the young master to come down!"

Soon, Luo Yichen\'s figure appeared at the end of the rotating stairs. He walked down the stairs with long straight legs, holding the handrail of the stairs in one hand and his trouser pocket in the other. The elegant pace and noble temperament are just like the male model on the catwalk.

Everyone present was stunned, including Su rourourou. No wonder the girls in the class say he is handsome. In fact, he is a little handsome.

By the time she recovered, he had come to her.

"Let\'s go!" He led her in the direction of the gate.

"Godmother, I\'ll go first!" Su Rourou waved to Li Juan.

"Remember to come to dinner on weekends!" Li Juan reminded again.

Luo Yichen held up an umbrella for Su Rourou and walked into the rain curtain side by side with her.

Su Rourou remembered his improper attitude when he held an umbrella for himself just now, and couldn\'t help but teach him a lesson: "I didn\'t say you, do you know how to hold an umbrella for a girl?"

With that, she adjusted the angle of the umbrella handle to tilt it in her own direction.

"See, the handle of an umbrella for a girl must be tilted!"

"Oh, really?" Luo Yichen tilted the umbrella handle in his own direction.

Su Rourou immediately felt that cold raindrops had penetrated her collar. She angrily stared at the initiator: "you!"

Luo Yichen raised his chin and said, "you said the umbrella handle should tilt, but you didn\'t say which side to tilt!"

"You are a man without manners. I wish you can\'t find a girlfriend in the future!" Su Rourou pulled the umbrella handle hard and made it tilt in its own direction.

"Thank you. I think the first thing you have to worry about is yourself." Luo Yichen\'s tone was flat and tilted his umbrella to his side.

His remark hit Su rourourou\'s pain. In fact, she always had a problem that she didn\'t understand: when she was a child, she was very popular with the opposite sex - especially in kindergarten, followed by a group of little boys every day. I don\'t know what happened later. The "little tail" behind her became shorter and shorter. Finally, no boy liked her! Is it because you are disabled?

"Hum, I want you to take care of it!" She grabbed the umbrella again.

In the torrential rain, tall boys and petite girls walked side by side. Their umbrellas were left and right for a while

But in the end, he quietly tilted to the girl\'s side and didn\'t move any more.

The left half of the boy\'s body is wet and dripping with water