Chapter 277: Teasing

Su Ruo lifted her gaze to look at Song Jingyu, her dark bright eyes seemed to sparkle with starlight, causing Song Jingyu's ears to redden instantly.

Su Ruo's body leaned forward slightly, the two bodies almost touching, Song Jingyu had nowhere to retreat, his body lightly leaning against the wall behind him.

The man's sturdy chest always gave people an inexplicable sense of security.

Su Ruo rose onto her tiptoes and lightly kissed his thin lips, successfully seeing the person before her blush slightly.

Her hand lightly encircled the man's strong waist, her eyes flashing with a pure light, smiling like a cat that had stolen cream.

"Don't make trouble..." Song Jingyu's voice was low and hoarse, carrying endless allure in the night.

Su Ruo felt his body's tension and heat, secretly thinking he was saying one thing while meaning another; clearly he was delighted inside, yet he insisted on putting on the act of an upright gentleman, saying one thing while meaning another.

But in the end she didn't tease him further, instead straightening her posture and asking, "Do you have confidence for tomorrow's Military Region Grand Competition?"

Song Jingyu smiled and said, "Of course, they're the soldiers I brought up; I believe they will certainly shine brightly."

Ten years of sharpening a sword, now is the time for the blade to show its edge.

As Song Jingyu spoke these words, his eyes were full of dazzling light; he believed he could certainly lead his troops to ultimate victory.

Su Ruo laughed and said, "I also believe you will surely win."

Unlike Wang Yi, Song Jingyu's military merit came entirely from his own strength, earned through real combat; Su Ruo combat; Su Ruo believed he had absolutely no problem.

Song Jingyu looked earnestly at Su Ruo and said, "I still have to thank you; if you hadn't healed Sun Dazhi's arm and cured the old ailments of that pack of wolf cubs, I wouldn't be so confident."

Su Ruo's eyes were full of pure light: "Then how do you plan to thank me?"

Hearing Su Ruo's suggestive, teasing words, Song Jingyu's heart uncontrollably pounded a few beats faster; the desire he had just struggled to suppress rose again like a thousand horses galloping, instantly shattering all his reason.

Song Jingyu lowered his head and kissed Su Ruo's lips, he reached out to encircle her slender waist, pulling her forcefully into his embrace.

Unlike Su Ruo's previous brief taste and stop, this kiss was scorching and domineering, as if it wanted to seize all the air within Su Ruo's body.

After who knows how long, until Su Ruo's body had no strength left, feeling as if all her air was about to be snatched away by Song Jingyu, he finally released her.

Song Jingyu's head gently rested against Su Ruo's smooth forehead: "Ruo Ruo, if I can achieve outstanding results in this Grand Competition and my rank can be raised by one level afterward, would you marry me then?"

The man's magnetic voice was especially alluring in the darkness, but his words made Su Ruo's heart race.

In Song Jingyu's heart, since they had been so intimate, the only path forward was marriage.

Su Ruo was the only woman he had identified; no matter what, he would not let go.

Su Ruo, however, was not prepared, or rather she had never considered marriage; she could indulge her desires to tease Song Jingyu, but had never thought of marrying him.

Su Ruo knew her own thoughts; perhaps in this era they seemed overly unconventional, but that was indeed what she thought in her heart.

Mutual love between a man and a woman is perfectly normal; why must they marry?

Binding two people together with a marriage certificate, even if they become a resentful couple, they cannot part—this is absolutely not the life Su Ruo wants.

Moreover, once she married Song Jingyu, it would be a military marriage; that is, if he never wanted to part in this lifetime, she could never divorce—this stake was too great for Su Ruo to bear.

But Su Ruo lifted her gaze to look at Song Jingyu's deep brows and eyes; the words of refusal could never leave her lips, she gently broke free from his restraint and said, "I think things are fine just as they are now."

Song Jingyu, however, pulled her into his embrace again, placing Su Ruo's hand on his chest to feel his strong heartbeat, saying, "Su Ruo, in this life I recognize only you; or do you intend to start and then abandon, never having thought of taking responsibility for me."

Song Jingyu's gaze was so firm, as if today he absolutely needed an answer.

Su Ruo involuntarily felt guilty, subconsciously daring not to look into Song Jingyu's eyes.

"Actually it's nothing; we're all adults, mutual love between a man and a woman is inherently normal, and besides we haven't done anything—you don't need to take it to heart."

Su Ruo tried to use her own perspective to PUA Song Jingyu, but it was obvious he wasn't buying it; Song Jingyu kissed her lips again, even more intensely and fervently than before, as if he wanted to fuse her entire being into his body.

After who knows how long, until Su Ruo's whole body went limp in his embrace, Song Jingyu then said, "Do you still feel there's nothing between us now?"

In Song Jingyu's gaze, it was as if a red-hot flame burned.

This made Su Ruo feel even more guilty, as if she were a scumbag who had betrayed someone's feelings, racking her brains for excuses to escape responsibility.

"I haven't decided yet; give me a little more time."

Song Jingyu knew Su Ruo was merely stalling, but he also knew that given her personality, he couldn't press too hard, or it would surely backfire.

He gently held Su Ruo in his embrace, resting his head on her shoulder and said, "Promise me, don't leave me……"

Such a tough man who would never hesitate even in the face of life and death now seemed like a puppy, baring his belly to show weakness, wagging his tail and begging for pity; even the coldest heart would involuntarily soften.

Su Ruo's hand would unconsciously rise to stroke the man's soft hair, wanting to comfort him a little.

But the remaining sliver of reason in her heart still prevented her from agreeing to Song Jingyu's request.

Song Jingyu knew his goal for today had been achieved, and he didn't press further; he took Su Ruo's hand and sent her back to the dormitory.

But after the two left, a figure emerged from the darkness—it was Hao Manru, who hadn't shown herself for several days.

Hao Manru gazed at the spot where Su Ruo and the other had departed, her eyes filled with crazy jealousy and hatred.

Hao Manru never expected that the aloof, unapproachable Song Jingyu would act this way in front of Su Ruo.

Such a lofty, cold and proud man actually made such a humble request, all just to make Su Ruo marry her.

What does Su Ruo have! What does she have to earn Song Jingyu's love! In what way am I inferior to her!

The thing I had dreamed of obtaining, Su Ruo got it but didn't cherish; she seduced Song Jingyu, snatched him from my side, yet refuses to take responsibility—what gives her the right!

At this moment, Hao Manru's jealousy, hatred, and fury toward Su Ruo completely overwhelmed her reason.