The radian of Luo Yichen's lips became bigger and bigger. He lowered his eyes and hid his smile: "why, aren't you afraid of being misunderstood by others? Don't you like taking my car very much?"

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

"Well... I don't have it! You misunderstood!" Su Rourou's eyes turned and her voice became softer. "Besides, you're on your way anyway. Just do me a favor, okay?"

Luo Yichen didn't say well or not, but just maintained the parking position.

Su Rourou looked at his expressionless face for a while and wondered whether he agreed or disagreed? But with her understanding of him, he didn't say no, that's acquiescence!

So she brazenly jumped into the back seat of Luo Yichen's car and said, "hurry up, it's going to rain!"

Luo Yichen rode forward leisurely, so anxious that Su rourourou urged again: "please, can you ride faster?"

"You are too heavy!" Luo Yichen's voice came from the wind, with some dissatisfaction and complaint.

"You're talking nonsense. Where am I heavy?" Su Rourou looked at her slender arms and legs.

"You are very fat and have an extra schoolbag!" Luo Yichen frowned. At the thought that she was holding another boy's schoolbag in her arms, he was upset and his tone became more and more vicious. "Don't think I'm slow? I give you two choices: one is to throw yourself down, the other is to throw someone's schoolbag down!"

"I won't! I won't choose any!" Su Rourou tightly held the schoolbag in her hand and played a rogue. If she had to choose, she might choose to throw herself away.

Luo Yichen rode more slowly, almost at turtle speed.

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

The old woman turned back and looked at them with disdain.

Luo Yichen looked as if nothing had happened, but Su Rourou had a black line.

Why does Luo Yichen feel like a thief every time she takes the car?

Finally, one second before the rainstorm poured down from the sky, the bike stopped steadily at Su rourourou's door.

Su Rourou looked at the heavy rain all over the sky, breathed out a long breath and muttered to herself: "it's OK, it's OK, the schoolbag isn't wet."

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

Luo Yichen's mind came up with the scene that she put her schoolbag on her head to keep out the rain when she asked her to bring her schoolbag in the past.

In the cool Phoenix eyes, a cold light flashed.

He can still clearly remember the water droplets falling from the edge of his schoolbag.

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

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

Suddenly, Luo Yichen directly pushed the bike to the ground and grabbed her arm.

Su Rou turns back in amazement and looks at Luo Yichen's angry eyes. She later found that his eyes were spraying fire, and the burning sight almost burned her.

"Do... What?" Although I don't know why he suddenly got angry again, he made her feel a little scared.

Luo Yichen was born with a strong aura. When he was angry, she was always stunned by him.

He grabbed the schoolbag in her hand and threw it on the ground. Then he kicked it several times.

Several footprints suddenly appeared on the Khaki schoolbag.

"You... Are you crazy?" Su Rourou is silly. She doesn't know why Luo Yichen punched Ke Shaoze's schoolbag so hard. When did Ke Shaoze offend him? No wonder he deliberately framed him behind his back and tipped Han Xuefei off.

Su Rourou hurried forward to stop, but Luo Yichen seemed more angry and kicked the schoolbag on the ground directly.

Ke Shaoze's schoolbag fell on the ground in the cross flow of rain, getting wet bit by bit.

Looking at the Khaki colored cloth, the color gradually deepened, and Luo Yichen's lips slowly burst into a sneer.

Su Rourou just wanted to rush into the rain and pick up Ke Shaoze's schoolbag, but Luo Yichen grabbed it and bumped 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? Is my position in your mind the same as my schoolbag?"