Chapter 108: Who bit this, a dog?

Su Ruoyun didn't expect Huo Jingcheng to have a surprise attack at all.

Only to see the man's high nose bridge brush against her side face, carrying an irresistible sense of aggression, and then, his sharp thin lips covered her directly.

A spicy, rich woody tobacco smell drifted over, drilling into her nostrils and occupying her lungs.

Huo Jingcheng's angular side face was like a heavy wall, blocking a large piece of light, and the surroundings suddenly fell into a hazy darkness.

Su Ruoyun closed her eyes subconsciously, but then came back to her senses, realizing what she had to close her eyes for, and opened her eyes abruptly, a flash of annoyance at herself in her eyes.

Huo Jingcheng slowly tightened the large hand on her waist, and the distance between the two was constantly pulled closer until they fit together seamlessly.

Leaning too close, the man's slightly higher body temperature was transmitted to Su Ruoyun without reservation.

She raised her hand in a panic to resist Huo Jingcheng's shoulder, trying to break the ambiguous scene, but as soon as her hand moved, the tassels on the curtain made a subtle rustling sound, and the shadow on the floor swayed back and forth.

Li Li seemed to sense it, turned her head to look, and there was only the tassel swaying with the wind.

The thin gauze curtain let this probing glance pass through without reservation. Su Ruoyun opened her eyes wide, her hand pressing on the man's shoulder froze instantly, fearing being discovered by people outside, not daring to make any more movements, and could only give up resistance.

She simply turned her head to one side, trying to avoid it, but Huo Jingcheng turned his head, continuing to chase/kiss, sealing her *mm-mm* sounds in her mouth.

She kept pulling her head back, her fair neck stretched long, and the man in front of her eyes flickered, chasing forward.

The dark blue curtain rippled like waves, setting off a slow and irregular ripple.

Until half her head was about to poke out of the curtain, Su Ruoyun stopped her movements. Her round, inner-curved apricot eyes stared at Huo Jingcheng unblinkingly, and the two people's gazes met in mid-air for a moment.

A burning heat surged in Huo Jingcheng's deep eyes.

Su Ruoyun felt panicked by his stare, and then closed her eyes again.

Huo Jingcheng raised his hand abruptly, accurately gripping her fair, slender wrist, his fingers with distinct joints hot and powerful, and then pressed her hand onto his Adam's apple.

The just-undone collar became a convenient move. He grabbed her hand and moved it slowly along the direction of the open collar.

Her fingertips touched the firm and well-defined abdominal muscles. Su Ruoyun's ears flushed red suddenly, and her eyes couldn't help but peek open a thin slit, but she accidentally bumped into those peach blossom eyes with slightly raised tails, glistening with banter.

Su Ruoyun turned her head, avoided his kiss, and gave up. Regardless of whether people outside would notice, she crashed into him, hitting his chest, heavily.

Huo Jingcheng let out a muffled grunt that was almost imperceptible, then stretched his long arms, pulled her whole person up, and kissed her lips again. The two had a height difference of more than ten centimeters, and it wasn't satisfying enough, so he bent down, hooked under her buttocks, and with a force, like holding a doll, easily picked her up with one hand.

Su Ruoyun's feet left the ground. The next second, she sat on the windowsill, the hard window frame mercilessly pressing against her back, making her feel painful. Half of her body was buried in Huo Jingcheng's warm chest.

I don't know how long it took, but later, her lips were numb from kissing.

Su Ruoyun really couldn't bear it anymore, raised her foot and kicked forward, hitting Huo Jingcheng's calf, leaving gray-white footprints on his black casual pants.

Huo Jingcheng then withdrew and left. The two people outside didn't know when they had left.

Only Su Ruoyun and Huo Jingcheng remained in the quiet room.

Su Ruoyun pushed Huo Jingcheng away, jumped off the windowsill by herself, and the wool carpet on the floor absorbed all the sounds.

She didn't have the strength to stand, so she threw herself on the sofa, panting heavily, calming her rapid breathing, her lips swollen and red.

Huo Jingcheng wasn't much better than her, his thin lips bitten and bleeding, slowly overflowing with blood.

After Su Ruoyun recovered, she went to the restroom in the lounge, washed her face, cupped a handful of water with her joined hands, poured it on her face, looked at herself in the mirror, her mouth was already unwatchable, and her eyes were still filled with water vapor.

The questioning voice came out of the restroom, "It's all your fault!"

She rushed out angrily, looking at Huo Jingcheng sitting casually on the sofa, curled her long fingers, pointed at her lips, "How do you expect me to see people like this?"

Huo Jingcheng raised his head, his distinct jawline exposed. Hearing this, his lips curled, and he showed the wound on his mouth to Su Ruoyun generously, asking back unhurriedly: "Who bit this, a dog?"

Seeing him "insult" her as a dog, Su Ruoyun was even more furious, opened her lips to counterattack: "You are the dog."

Who knew, Huo Jingcheng admitted it directly, "Yes, I was a dog in the first place."

The tone was quite shameless, not ashamed but proud.

"..." Su Ruoyun.

The argument was halfway through, and the opposite side admitted he was a dog directly. Su Ruoyun didn't know how to continue scolding, her chest heaved slightly, and the back of her hand wiped her lips fiercely.

Huo Jingcheng made a phone call, calling the horse farm staff to send ice packs and ointment in.

The staff lowered their heads with discernment, didn't dare to look more, placed the ice packs and ointment on the coffee table, and exited the room.

Su Ruoyun took a bag of ice cubes and applied it to her lips. It was a bit painful from the cold, and she shuddered. Her gaze drifted casually, and when she transferred it to Huo Jingcheng, he was holding his phone with one hand, his fingers tapping the screen. Su Ruoyun asked vaguely: "Aren't you going to apply medicine?"

Hearing this, after three or five seconds, Huo Jingcheng pulled away from the cold light of the phone screen and looked at her with interest: "You apply it for me?"

"... That won't do."

Su Ruoyun looked at his "as expected" look, feeling inexplicably guilty, and moved her gaze away in a hurry.

Huo Jingcheng picked up a tube of ointment from the coffee table, stood up, and walked to Su Ruoyun's side to sit down leisurely.

He unscrewed the ointment, then took a cotton swab, dipped it in the transparent paste, and applied a layer to her lips gently, bit by bit.

Su Ruoyun knitted her brows, wanting to open her mouth to refuse, but her lips were heavy, blocking her mouth.

Huo Jingcheng seemed to have a tacit understanding, his voice was nonchalant, pointing to something: "I'm a good person, unlike some people..."

Some people specifically referred to Su Ruoyun.

"..." Su Ruoyun, she said: "Then apply it to yourself, don't apply it to me."

Huo Jingcheng didn't stop, until he covered the entire lip with thick ointment, he withdrew his hand, looked at the rouge-colored lips covered with thick ointment, and curled a smile, pecking a small bite forward.

The peck was a bit heavy, making a "pop" sound that was not big or small.

"That's better." Huo Jingcheng had a smug, rogue smile.

Su Ruoyun sighed calmly. She felt that her threshold for being kissed by Huo Jingcheng had been raised, and his shallow kisses felt very ordinary.

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