352. Chapter 352 Are You Waiting for Me to Carry You Up?

On Sunday night, Su Rourou was ready to go back to school with the big and small bags her mother had stuffed for her.

Before leaving, both Lin Shu and Su Changqing looked at Su Rourou reluctantly: "Next week, let's go home and live on the weekend!"

There is another sentence that they didn't say: Without you, the house is really deserted...

The time that parents can be with their children for a lifetime is just such a short ten years. When the children go to college, get married and have children, there will only be two elderly people guarding the empty big house, looking at the photos of the children when they were young, and remembering the old days.

Therefore, if you can let your daughter stay with you for one more day, let's count it as one day!

Su Rourou nodded lightly: "Yes, yes."

In fact, she is also homesick, and she also misses her parents...

When she opened the gate, she realized that Luo Yichen's black BMW had already parked in front of her house.

Luo Yichen was putting his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning leisurely by the car door and waiting for her.

Just after his seventeenth birthday, he looked even more handsome and charming, and his overall appearance and temperament rose to a new level.

Su Rourou glanced at him secretly, thinking in her heart: Why is he so good-looking that she can't get tired of looking at him no matter what?

Is this the legend that Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder? Obviously this same face, she has seen it since she was a child!

Noticing that she had been peeking at him blushing, Luo Yichen chuckled lightly in a good mood, stood up and took the big and small bags in her hand for her, and threw them into the trunk.

Then, he walked around to the car door and opened it for her very gentlemanly: "Idiot, get in the car."

Looking at the gentle smile on his face, Su Rourou's mood was like a budding flower, blooming in the sunlight bit by bit.

So far, she was satisfied with his performance, and she would be even more satisfied if he could stop calling her an "idiot."

Just now when she was thinking this way, she heard Luo Yichen's voice ringing in her ears: "Idiot, why are you still in a daze, hurry up and get in the car."

After finishing speaking, he moved his head closer to her, and seductively said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Could it be, are you waiting for me to carry you up?"

Su Rourou looked at her parents who had been standing at the door from the corner of her eye a little uneasy, and pinched Luo Yichen's arm coquettishly: "Be serious, my parents are watching!"

While talking, she got into the car, blushing and secretly observing the expressions on the faces of her parents from the rearview mirror.

Well, it seems that they all looked relieved, as if after the merchant cleared the pressed goods and sold them at a discount, the words "Please pack, please take away" were written on their faces.

Three black lines appeared on Su Rourou's forehead: Sure enough, she shouldn't have too many fantasies about her own father and mother...

"Godfather and godmother, don't worry! I will take good care of Rourou." Luo Yichen showed a clear smile, waved to Lin Shu and Su Changqing, and then sat down tightly against Su Rourou.

He was so close to her, so close that she could smell his mint scent, so close that she could see every eyelash of him clearly.

The driver started the car slowly, and the surrounding scenery gradually reversed, passing by the car window quickly.

Unknowingly, Su Rourou felt a pair of hands wrapping around her waist little by little, enclosing her whole body.

"Idiot, why are you so far away from me?" Luo Yichen's seemingly non-existent breath brushed past her ears, burning the base of her ears all of a sudden.

Then, his hands naturally wrapped around her shoulders, and pressed her thin body into his arms a little.

Su Rourou is like a docile cat, lying lazily in his arms, gently resting her head on his chest...

Luo Yichen raised his hand and stroked her soft hair, his eyes were extremely gentle.

The driver drove the car silently, watched the sweet embrace from the rearview mirror silently, and thought silently in his heart: Do you all think that I don't exist? Can you stop showing off your love like no one else? Can you let him concentrate on driving?

If you can't bear it, you don't need to bear it anymore. He pressed a button on the car, and a baffle slowly and slowly descended, separating the rear half of the car from the front half.

Although some ambiguous voices can still be heard vaguely, but...it is much better than watching being fed dog food.