"Didn't you notice anything different on the table?" Luo Yichen's voice was filled with a hint of helplessness.

"What's the difference?" Su Rourou muttered to herself as she swept her gaze at her messy desktop.

After a few moments, she finally found a small cup next to a pot of meat plants.

"Häagen-Dazs?!" Her eyes widened, first at the box of ice cream, and then at Luo Yichen, who was lying on the bed, with a stiff neck.

"Hmm." Luo Yichen just replied softly, without even raising his eyelids.

"For me?" Su Rourou pointed to herself with her finger, and suddenly remembered the advertising slogan of Häagen-Dazs.

Hearing her shocked tone, Luo Yichen frowned, and said indifferently: "There are too many purchases at home, and the refrigerator really can't fit it." Each servant in our family, each of them has one hand, and they still can't finish it. ”

Su Rourou let out an "oh" softly. It turned out that her status was similar to that of his family's servants. So what was her heart beating fast just now? Why does she always like to be amorous when she faces Luo Yichen recently?

"Eat it! If you don't eat it, it's going to melt......" Luo Yichen's voice sounded muffled.

There is something delicious, Su Rourou is naturally not polite, and she lifts the lid and digs it up with a spoon.

While eating, she turned on the computer and watched "Descendants of the Sun".

Looking at Song Joong Ki's face-revealing face on the screen, she couldn't help but want to lick the screen.

"Wow, Song Joong Ki's husband is so handsome!"

"It's so romantic......"

"It's so gentle......"

"It's so considerate......"

"Too ......"

Before the last sentence was finished, I only heard a "pop", and the power supply was cut off by Luo Yichen......

Song Joong Ki's charming face on the computer screen was replaced by a screen full of black.

Su Rourou still had a spoon in her mouth, her eyes were round, and she didn't react for a while.

"It's noisy!" Luo Yichen's face was ugly, one hand propped up on the table, leaning over to look at her, "I ask you, you are already such an idiot, can you stop being such a nymphomaniac?" ”

Su Rourou swallowed the ice cream in her mouth quickly, looked up and glared back at him: "I like it, I do!" You have to take care of it! ”

Luo Yichen suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched her chin, and said in an extremely cold tone: "Can the word 'husband' be called casually?" ”

"......" His eyes were a little terrifying, Su Rourou couldn't help but tremble, but she still pretended to be calm, "Why not, everyone calls him husband now!" It's just a title, it's just a noun, it doesn't mean anything! ”

"Oh, really?" Luo Yichen's hand pinching her chin became even harder, "Then you, also call me 'husband' to listen?" ”

His beautiful eyes flashed with emotions she couldn't understand, and her small figure was reflected in the dark pupils......

"I don't want it, you are not as handsome as him, not as gentle as him, not as romantic as him, not as ...... him as "

"Can you say one more word?" Luo Yichen interrupted her words, and suddenly picked her up with her whole person, believe it or not, I ......"