Chapter 122: Come over, let me kiss you once

Su Ruoyun swiped her card and walked into the building entrance, her right hand hooking the chain of her handbag, her exquisite high heels stepping on the tile floor, making a crisp, rhythmic "da da da" sound, spreading all the way.

But she always felt that she seemed to have forgotten something.

It's just...

She couldn't remember, so she shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

Just as she was walking gracefully to the elevator entrance, her phone vibrated once, and a hot message was pushed in.

Su Ruoyun raised her phone to take a look, and the message title came into view—【A woman didn't kiss her boyfriend when going out, and was miserably bitten by her boyfriend, resulting in second-degree serious injury.】

Bitten? Second-degree serious injury?

Her footsteps were like being pressed on the pause button, stopping instantly, and the crisp "da da da" sound disappeared abruptly, disappearing abruptly in the quiet building entrance.

A flash of panic crossed her eyes, and she finally remembered what she had forgotten to do. She subconsciously swallowed her saliva nervously.

It's over... Huo Jingcheng shouldn't turn into a zombie, right? She shouldn't be bitten into a second-degree serious injury, right?

With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived on the first floor, and her tense thoughts were cleared. Before she could have more hesitation, Su Ruoyun stepped on her thin high heels, her figure swaying but carrying a hint of urgency, running out of the building entrance in small steps.

That black Cullinan was still parked quietly in place.

Seeing the Cullinan still there, her tense nerves finally relaxed. Only then did she feel the pain of running in high heels just now. She slowed her pace, shuffled to the side of the car, and the passenger-side window was lowered halfway.

Huo Jingcheng lowered his eyes, his deep gaze looking somewhat dull at this time, falling emptily on the phone screen, holding it with one hand, his slender fingers sliding on the screen nonchalantly, not knowing what he was browsing.

Su Ruoyun tilted her head, leaned her face to the window, looked toward Huo Jingcheng, focused on trying to see the content on Huo Jingcheng's phone, but the distance was a bit far, the content on the screen was blurry, and she didn't see anything clearly.

Huo Jingcheng had already lit a cigarette at some point, his bony fingers pinching it casually, his whole person revealing a leisurely and nonchalant temperament.

He placed the cigarette butt by the car window, the blue-white cigarette ash accumulated at the end of the cigarette, his index finger tapped the long, thin cigarette body, flicked it to the side, and the cigarette ash fell down with a rustle.

Seeing him looking seriously, he hadn't discovered her for a while. Su Ruoyun raised her hand and knocked on the window. A few crisp "dong dong dong" sounds followed the night wind pouring in through the window crack, drifting into Huo Jingcheng's ears.

Huo Jingcheng raised his eyelids lazily, turned his head to look over, and saw a delicate small face stuck outside the window, two hands clinging to the car window, peeking around like a little beast.

The corners of his lips curled imperceptibly, and he had completely forgotten the content he had just searched for on his phone.

Huo Jingcheng pressed the button with his left hand, lowered the car window, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if silently asking Su Ruoyun why she came out again.

Receiving his gaze, Su Ruoyun pursed her lips, opened her dark pupils wide, and spoke seriously, her expression as serious as if she were talking about a big event: "Come over,"

"Let me kiss you once."

She spoke very quickly, the words connected together, blurry, but in this quiet late night, only the sound of cicadas played with her words, clearly spreading in the car cabin, slowly filling every corner.

The girl's voice was soft, but it was deliberately lowered, carrying an abnormal seriousness, carrying a commanding meaning.

Her words caught Huo Jingcheng off guard and drilled into his ear bones. At that time, he was holding a cigarette, raised his hand, and sent it to his thin lips. Hearing the sound, he subconsciously hooked his eyebrows, then turned his head to look at her, the bottom of his eyes stirred up with astonishment.

However...

Huo Jingcheng smiled with his lips, and there was a bit of teasing in his eyes. He felt secretly refreshed in his heart. His left hand was still on the steering wheel, his right hand was pressed on the passenger seat, his body leaned over unhurriedly, obediently and with a bit of wantonness, and he obediently offered his handsome face.

The angular side face was actively sent to the car window by him, the tough lines of the contours casting a shallow shadow on the glass, and the streetlights on the side of the road emitted warm orange-yellow light, shining into the car, illuminating his excellent bone structure.

Looking at the face close at hand, Su Ruoyun looked at it carefully, pondering which place was better to bite. Finally, she picked a spot, bent down, and kissed his face "pop," drawing her own exclusive mark.

The kiss was a bit heavy. The moment her lips left his cheek, a "pop" sound came out, falling straight into the ears of the two.

Huo Jingcheng's eyes flickered, deep as a pool, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his five fingers rubbed the leather seat under his hand unconsciously.

Su Ruoyun also heard this "pop" sound, cleared her throat unnaturally, and prepared to straighten up.

The next second, Huo Jingcheng turned his head and chased her lips to kiss.

Like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, he aimed at the prey and acted decisively.

His bony right hand raised, firmly clasping Su Ruoyun's head. Huo Jingcheng was extremely patient, sweeping bit by bit.

Kissing until Su Ruoyun couldn't breathe, Huo Jingcheng "charitably" let go of his large hand, no longer restraining the back of her head, but obediently let go of his hand, downward, stroking her back one after another.

Su Ruoyun's head was hypoxic, becoming dizzy, and she didn't even know how she went upstairs and returned to the apartment.

She hung her handbag on the coat rack in the entryway, changed into slippers, and paced to the terrace. The hundred-square-meter terrace had a wide view and was an excellent viewing platform for enjoying the night view.

However, at this time, Su Ruoyun was in no mood to enjoy the night view. She picked up the throw pillow on the sofa and sank into the Baxter Milano cloud sofa with a "poof" backward.

A burst of cool wind blew, Su Ruoyun gradually came back to her senses, changed into a casual sitting posture, curled up in the soft sofa, and touched her phone.

Several WeChat groups had exploded, all discussing the fireworks feast tonight.

Su Ruoyun had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, so she had to press all the red dots. Following the chronological order, from late to early, she clicked into the chat area, and then slid out.

She browsed through it quickly.

Until she clicked into the earliest message, it was the WeChat chat group initiated by Chen Zheyan at the suburban ranch last time.

【The day Yi Ping asked her dad for money (Lin Yu): Who is this master who is so capable, not afraid of being "taught a lesson" by his family?】

The word "taught a lesson" was used very cleverly, only used by superiors for subordinates. Most of the young masters were controlled by others and didn't dare to act recklessly.

Group owner Chen Zheyan followed closely below.

【Earn a small goal first (Draft version): I know, but I won't say anything.】

The picture was an unfathomable smile, an extremely standard forty-five-degree angle, mocking and sarcastic.

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