Chapter 104: Can you be more serious?

Su Ruoyun repeated the pronunciation of "56" silently and found that it was indeed similar to the pronunciation of "boring."

Her fingers typed very fast, and a line of text quickly popped up in the dialog box: 【Can you be more serious?】

Daring to take a photo with a phone in front of a whole table of people, was Huo Jingcheng afraid that others wouldn't know the relationship between the two of them?

*Pfft pfft pfft*, what relationship? What relationship could she and Huo Jingcheng have?

Annoyance stained her brows and eyes. She was angry at herself and raised her hand to pat her forehead. This action caused several people beside her to turn their heads subconsciously, their eyes full of confusion.

Sensing several probing gazes, Su Ruoyun's eyelashes trembled, she blinked, her gaze swept across the crowd in a hurry, and then she explained dryly: "Just now... there was a mosquito."

Hearing this, Chen Zheyan curled his lips into a meaningful smile, dragged out his tone, and said "Oh," then followed up: "I just saw a mosquito too. Summer is here, and these mosquitoes are everywhere, as if they had made an appointment."

Huo Jingcheng withdrew his gaze unobtrusively, his eyes sliding across the phone screen, his long, distinct fingers tapping one by one, and asked cooperatively: 【How do you want me to be serious?】

Su Ruoyun said righteously: 【You infringed on my portrait rights.】

Although in the photo, she only showed half of her face.

Huo Jingcheng raised his eyebrows, as if hiding a smile that was hard for others to detect, changed his sitting posture casually, leaned back against the chair back loosely, his two long legs naturally crossed, his whole body radiating a lazy energy.

Huo Jingcheng: 【Then let you infringe back?】

【...】

Even through the screen, Su Ruoyun could imagine his frivolous and lazy tone.

Huo Jingcheng stared at these six small dots, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, then his fingertips touched the screen lightly and sent a message: 【Come out for a moment, I have something to tell you.】

He said it seriously, Su Ruoyun raised her eyebrows: 【What is it?】

Huo Jingcheng refused to say, only gave her a suggestive look, and then stood up unhurriedly. The suit pants wrapping his long legs fell vertically, neat and straight. He raised his hand to brush his lapel casually, looking extremely noble.

Seeing him stand up, Chen Zheyan asked hurriedly: "Where are you going again?"

Huo Jingcheng's footsteps paused slightly, he turned his head halfway, his peach blossom eyes slightly hooked, squinted at him, and returned two words to him: "Digest."

Several people only saw his tall and straight back, hands in his pockets, stepping with a lazy gait, his whole person indescribably leisurely.

To avoid being seen by others present, Su Ruoyun deliberately sat in her seat for a while longer. Her left hand gripped a white towel, wiping her right knuckles gently, one by one, her movements relaxed and natural.

After wiping a few times, she raised her eyes slowly, her gaze falling on Li Li sitting opposite.

"I'm going to wash my hands."

Just now at the dining table, Su Ruoyun had peeled crab legs, and her fingers had inevitably been stained with sauce. After wiping with a towel, there was still a sticky feeling left.

This became an excellent reason for her to leave.

Li Li scooped up a spoonful of mango pomelo sago, the spoon against her lips. She swallowed it slowly and nodded.

Su Ruoyun gripped her phone, raised her eyes, and met the probing gazes of the other two people at the dining table, raised a polite smile that was just right, and then nodded to signal.

Chen Zheyan returned her a smile, and Li Wenye hooked his eyebrows.

She stood up from the chair slowly, her straight pant legs brushing against the edge of the long table.

Li Li watched Su Ruoyun's back leave, and until she disappeared around the corner, she turned her head back slowly, staring blankly at the mango pomelo sago in front of her, the fruit pulp sinking to the bottom of the bowl, the sago floating.

After a long while, she bit the spoon and suddenly blurted out: "Do they think... we can't tell?"

"..." Chen Zheyan.

"..." Li Wenye.

Su Ruoyun walked out of the restaurant, didn't rush to find Huo Jingcheng, and went to wash her hands first. She turned into the first-floor restroom, turned on the faucet, the water flowing, sliding over her palms, taking away the sauce on her knuckles.

After washing her hands clean, she pulled a paper towel to wipe them, walked out of the restroom, walked in the hallway, the ponytail behind her head swaying left and right with her steps, a pair of beautiful eyes looking around.

She remembered Huo Jingcheng walked along this path, why didn't she see anyone?

Just as she was about to take her phone out of her pocket, intending to send a message to ask Huo Jingcheng, caught off guard, her wrist tightened suddenly.

Su Ruoyun was frightened and almost dropped her phone.

In a panic, she turned her head abruptly, her ponytail whipping across the face of the person behind her cleanly. In the air, a wisp of faint gardenia fragrance spread slowly, leaving a touch of sweet aftertaste.

Silence flowed in the overflowing air, and a "pop" sounded abruptly, crisp and clear.

Su Ruoyun turned her head back, and what came into view was Huo Jingcheng's handsome face with deep contours. Her hanging heart finally settled, and she complained huffily: "Why are you scaring me?"

Huo Jingcheng's eyes flickered, his voice low and magnetic: "Scared you?"

While speaking, his warm fingertips rubbed gently over her delicate inner wrist, as if soothing.

"Mm, what do you want with me?" Su Ruoyun withdrew her arm from his palm, and that itchiness disappeared in a flash.

He had a faint smile on his lips, his eyes carrying a touch of banter. "Didn't you say I infringed on your portrait rights? I'll give you a chance to infringe back,"

After a pause, he added: "I allow you to sneak a photo of me."

"... I don't want to." Su Ruoyun was silent for a moment before answering. She moved two steps to the side, keeping a distance that was not too big or too small from Huo Jingcheng.

"Why would I be sick enough to sneak a photo of you? Delete that photo quickly, and this matter will be over."

"What photo, which photo," Huo Jingcheng played dumb, "Why don't I remember?"

Su Ruoyun was so angry at his "shameless" posture that her teeth itched, and she bit her lip. "The one you shared."

Huo Jingcheng's expression feigned innocence, he clicked into the album slowly, his fingertips sliding on the screen seemingly seriously, and he said with justification: "No, sorry, I really didn't see it."

As the words fell, he tilted his phone toward Su Ruoyun, and the screen was full of various photos.

Even though the photo was the first one, Huo Jingcheng insisted he didn't see it.

Su Ruoyun was annoyed into anger, raised her hand to try and grab his phone, preparing to delete it herself.

Her right hand reached out subconsciously, pulling at Huo Jingcheng's large hand with distinct joints. Where her fingertips touched, it was the clear tendon lines, carrying a warm touch.

Huo Jingcheng hid his left hand holding the phone in his arms. Su Ruoyun couldn't stop her momentum, stumbled, and threw herself into his arms, hearing only his powerful heartbeat in her ears. ===== CHAPTER 105 =====