The curvature of Luo Yichen's lips became larger and larger, and he lowered his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes: "What, aren't you afraid that others will misunderstand?" Don't you really like to ride in my car? ”

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, mixed with the smell of rain, and their hair and clothes were disheveled by the wind.

"This ...... How can I have! You're mistaken! Su Rourou's eyes rolled, and her voice became softer, "Besides, you're also on the way anyway, so you should do me a favor, okay?" ”

Luo Yichen didn't say yes, nor did he say bad, he just maintained the posture of parking.

Su Rourou looked at his expressionless face for a while, wondering whether he agreed or disagreed. But with what she knew about him, he didn't say he didn't agree, that was acquiescence!

So, she cheekily jumped into the back seat of Luo Yichen's car, and said in a brisk tone: "Hurry up, it's going to rain!" ”

Luo Yichen rode forward unhurriedly, so anxious that Su Rourou urged again: "Please, can you ride faster?" ”

"You're too heavy!" Luo Yichen's voice came from the wind, with a little dissatisfaction and complaints.

"You are talking nonsense, where am I heavy!" Su Rourou looked at her slender arms and calves.

"You're obviously very fat, and you brought an extra school bag!" Luo Yichen frowned, thinking that she was holding another boy's schoolbag in her arms, he was unhappy for a while, and his tone became more and more vicious, "Think I'm slow?" You are given two choices: one is to drop yourself down, and the other is to drop someone's bag! ”

"I don't want it! I don't choose any of them! Su Rourou hugged the schoolbag in her hand tightly and played a scoundrel. If she had to choose, she might have chosen to throw herself away.

Luo Yichen rode even slower, almost at turtle speed.

Even an old woman on crutches and trembling when she walked on the road surpassed them.

The old woman turned her head and looked at them with disdain.

Luo Yichen's face was as if nothing had happened, but Su Rourou had black lines.

Why does every time she rides in Luo Yichen's car, she has a feeling of getting into a thief's car?

Finally, a second before the torrential rain poured down from the sky, the bicycle stopped safely in front of Su Rourou's house.

Su Rourou looked at the heavy rain in the sky, exhaled a long breath, and muttered to herself: "It's okay, it's okay, the schoolbag is not wet." ”

When she said this, she unconsciously patted Ke Shaoze's schoolbag in her arms.

Luo Yichen's mind came to mind the scene when she asked her to carry her schoolbag in the past, and she put her schoolbag on her head to keep out the rain.

In the cold phoenix eyes, a cold light flashed.

He can still vividly remember the droplets of water that slipped from the edge of his bag.

The drops of water in his memory, drop by drop, cold and cold, fell on his heart.

Su Rourou was unaware of the storm in his eyes, turned around and said "thank you" to him, and wanted to enter the house.

Suddenly, Luo Yichen directly pushed the bicycle to the ground and stepped forward to grab her arm.

Su Rourou turned her head in shock and met Luo Yichen's eyes with anger. Only then did she realize that his eyes were spewing fire, and the burning gaze almost burned her.

"Dry ...... Do? Although she didn't know why he was suddenly angry again, he made her feel a little frightened.

Luo Yichen was born with a strong aura, and when he got angry, she was always shocked by him very unproductively.

Without saying a word, he snatched the schoolbag from her hand, threw it on the ground, and then kicked it several times.

On the khaki school bag, there were several more footprints at once.

"You...... You are crazy? Su Rourou was dumbfounded, she didn't know why Luo Yichen was so punched and kicked Ke Shaoze's schoolbag. Could it be that Ke Shaoze offended him when he did? No wonder he deliberately framed him behind his back and reported to Han Xuefei.

Su Rourou hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, but Luo Yichen seemed to be even more angry, and directly kicked the schoolbag on the ground away.

Ke Shaoze's schoolbag just fell on the rain-soaked ground, soaking wet little by little.

Seeing the khaki fabric gradually darken, a sneer slowly bloomed on Luo Yichen's lips.

Su Rourou just wanted to rush into the rain to pick up Ke Shaoze's schoolbag, but Luo Yichen grabbed him and slammed it into his strong chest.

"Don't go!" He tightly imprisoned her in his arms and said in a deep voice, "Why do you treat the same schoolbag so differently?" Am I the same place in your heart as my school bag? ”