Rong Jincheng was very satisfied with the photo taken. He smiled brightly and quickly saved it.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look." Han Yurou hadn't had time to look at it yet!

"Hey." Rong Jincheng handed her the phone.

Han Yurou looked at Rong Jincheng's secretly happy expression.

She ignored him and went to buy a lot of daily necessities with him. She knew that his enrollment day was next month.

"Let's go in and have some ice cream." Rong Jincheng passed by a dessert shop and stopped again.

"good."

Each person has one snowball ice cream, Rong Jincheng’s is matcha flavored, and Han Yurou’s is strawberry flavored.

While eating, he leaned over and said, "Let me have a taste of yours."

"No." Han Yurou protected her.

"Try it, just take a bite, don't be stingy." Rong Jincheng insisted on eating.

Han Yurou couldn't compete with him, so she had to stretch out her hand: "Just one bite, don't eat more."

Rong Jincheng took a bite, um, strawberry flavor, sweet.

Just when Han Yurou thought he was satisfied, he turned his head and kissed her on the lips.

Her lips were cool, with the unique coolness of ice cream.

There were young couples in the store, but it was Rong Jincheng who made the most noise.

Han Yurou was thin-skinned and suppressed her voice: "Don't make trouble. If you make trouble again, you will be thrown into the street."

"I'm going to school next month, and you won't be able to see me for a long time. You will miss me." Rong Jincheng approached her, lowered his voice, and held her hand.

"It's serious if you go to school properly, don't be lazy in the name of going to school."

"I can still endure hardships. You can't imagine how much hardship I endured when I first came to New York. At that time, hunger was common. When I had no place to live, I hid in relief stations, regardless of my face.

It’s shameless.”

“Why did you want to come to New York in the first place?”

"I didn't think much of it. I just happened to catch a cargo ship coming to New York, so I came over. I didn't expect to meet you again. Rourou, do you think it's fate?"

"Bad fate."

"happy match."

Rong Jincheng smiled, took her hand and kissed it.

He really likes her.

Han Yurou couldn't stop him from making trouble, so she didn't care and let him go.

They went back very late, carrying large and small bags.

When they arrived at the apartment, Han Yurou came to her senses. Why did Rong Jincheng follow her? He should go back to the third child's house.

As soon as she regained consciousness, she packed up his things and said, "It's time for you to go to Lao San's house. It's getting late."

"Rourou, tomorrow is Sunday."

"Well, Sunday, what's wrong?"

Rong Jincheng smiled brightly, with faint dimples at the corners of his mouth, as if he had returned to the fair-skinned young man he had been before.

He hugged her and said, "Rourou, you don't have to go to work tomorrow..."

"If you don't mess around, I'll give you a hug and let me sleep on the sofa. I won't go back to the third child's place."

"The third child won't eat you, his family is pretty good."

"No, no." Rong Jincheng simply told her like a baby, "I want to live in your house, let me sleep on the sofa."
Chapter completed!