Chapter 123: Delivering to the door

Su Ruoyun's gaze swept across the phone screen, continuing to browse the group messages. Below, there was also a small dialogue, a simple back and forth.

【The day Yi Ping asked her dad for money (Lin Yu): Who, who? It wouldn't be you yourself, right? Curious. jpg】

【Earn a small goal first (Draft version): Hehe. jpg】

【I haven't even earned a small goal, how dare I play this kind of thing.】

Then... there was no then.

Su Ruoyun's eyes focused on the sentence Lin Yu sent, the words "taught a lesson" attracted her attention. Fireworks are banned at the foot of the Imperial City, a rule everyone knows.

She slid out of the chat interface, turned her hand and clicked into Huo Jingcheng's WeChat, her fingertips wandering back and forth on the chat box, typing a few words and then deleting them. In the end, she simply turned the phone screen black and got up to pace back to the room.

The next day.

Su Ruoyun slept late last night, and woke up late this morning, not waking up slowly until 10:30.

Sleepy-eyed, she raised her hand to rub her eyes, and patted her head, trying to make herself a bit more awake.

Su Ruoyun struggled out of sleepiness, got up and put on slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up first.

She shuffled into the dining room in slippers. Breakfast was still on the dining table, but it had long since gone cold, and it would be another hour and a half before Aunt Li came to cook lunch. She was starving and couldn't hold on, so she planned to make do with a meal.

Su Ruoyun had just sat down at the dining table when the doorbell suddenly rang. She had to put down the chopsticks in her hand, get up again, and go to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, her left hand rested naturally on the door frame, her right hand gripped the doorknob tightly, and she looked up at the outside, her eyes instantly catching the man at the door, "Why are you here?"

Her soft tone carried a hint of surprise and confusion.

After all, the two of them had only not seen each other for ten hours from yesterday to now.

Huo Jingcheng leaned sideways against the wall, his left hand carrying an exquisite wooden food box, half-raised, slightly lifted upward, signaling to her, while his right hand was casually in his pocket, his tone was nonchalant: "Delivering to the door, accompany you for breakfast."

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun moved her two feet two steps, moved to the side, and made a path for Huo Jingcheng to enter the door.

It wasn't until she paced back to the dining table and sat down that she suddenly remembered, looked up at Huo Jingcheng, and her eyes were full of confusion: "How did you know I was at home, and hadn't eaten breakfast yet?"

"WeChat steps." Huo Jingcheng carried the food box in his right hand, followed her leisurely, revealing the truth.

Hearing this, she pouted, okay then.

Su Ruoyun turned her eyes back to the dining table. The exquisite food box was placed in the corner of the long table, and the center of the long table was occupied by several bowls and plates.

She reached out, took the cold breakfast on the dining table into the kitchen one by one, and the long table became empty.

Immediately, Su Ruoyun cast her gaze toward the wooden food box Huo Jingcheng brought. The food box had first-class heat preservation effect.

After Huo Jingcheng opened it, two bowls of soybean paste noodles came into view, and the noodles were also matched with rich and diverse vegetable toppings: tender green celery, carrots, bok choy, plump bean sprouts, refreshing cucumber shreds... Just looking at it made one's appetite increase greatly.

On the lower layer of the food box, a bottle of juice and a cup of coffee were placed neatly.

Huo Jingcheng raised his hand, took out two white porcelain bowls from it, placed one in front of Su Ruoyun, and one in front of himself, then took out the juice and coffee, and the empty table instantly became rich.

The food box came with tableware. Su Ruoyun sat down safely on the chair, ready to eat.

The noodles were chewy and smooth, and the sauce was rich. She liked to "rely on herself," picked up chopsticks, stirred the sauce evenly, picked up a chopstick of noodles and sent it into her mouth, it was "old Beijing flavor."

At the hungriest time, encountering such a bowl of soybean paste noodles, the sense of happiness exploded instantly.

The portion of noodles was sufficient. Su Ruoyun was already full after eating half, holding the chopsticks in her hand, poking the noodles in the bowl lightly, and asked casually: "Did you have any influence from what happened last night?"

Huo Jingcheng lowered his head and fiddled with the soybean paste noodles. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids to meet Su Ruoyun's gaze. He curled his lips and smiled, his chopsticks moving without stopping.

"Yes, I was beaten up properly last night."

Su Ruoyun didn't react for a while, and didn't expect him to use this to lie to people. She hurriedly put down the chopsticks in her hand, got up and walked to his side, wanting to see what was wrong with him.

She walked toward Huo Jingcheng while saying: "Where are you hurt, your legs, or your back?"

Hearing her anxious words, Huo Jingcheng felt quite good, his thin lips picked up a nonchalant smile, and he spoke unhurriedly: "Both."

Just when Su Ruoyun was about to use her hands to check carefully, he hurriedly stopped her without changing his expression. Who knew that there was actually no injury at all, "Alright, I won't show you, lest I scare you."

Before he finished speaking, Su Ruoyun quickly lifted the shirt on his body, and Huo Jingcheng suddenly felt a chill attacking from his back.

Huo Jingcheng turned his head, only to see Su Ruoyun staring at his exposed back for a few seconds, and said with a fake smile: "Is this what you said both?!"

The man's back skin was smooth, let alone scars, even a trace of subtle flaws was hard to find.

"..." Huo Jingcheng.

Huo Jingcheng raised his hand, made a fist and pressed it against his lips, cleared his throat, then pulled her hand away from the shirt, temporarily holding it in his palm, and still said stubbornly: "I was indeed hurt badly last night, fortunately my foundation is good, and I have recovered this morning."

"Then you are really amazing." Su Ruoyun curled her lips and sneered, threw down the fabric in her hand, and the shirt covered Huo Jingcheng's back again.

She lifted her steps lightly, preparing to sit back in her chair, but was hijacked by Huo Jingcheng halfway, sitting firmly between his thighs.

"Angry?" Huo Jingcheng raised his hand to hug Su Ruoyun, asked slowly in a low voice, his voice was pressed very low by him.

Su Ruoyun told the truth: "No."

She wouldn't be angry about such a small thing, and she wasn't the King of Anger.

Afraid that he would be influenced, Su Ruoyun confirmed again and again, lifting her small face, her two hands playing with the noble buttons on his collar, "Did the fireworks last night really not matter?"

Huo Jingcheng's large hand was on her lower back, and the other hand hooked a strand of her hair scattered behind her shoulders, winding it between his fingers, rubbing it carefully, looking at her and asking back: "If a boyfriend can't even set off this, isn't it a bit too weak?"

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun's mouth corners rose, smiling like a flower blooming for the first time, not sparing any praise: "My boyfriend is really amazing."

Huo Jingcheng was a bit floating from being praised by the person he liked, but before he could be happy for a few seconds, Su Ruoyun had already started to set him up secretly.

"Can such an amazing boyfriend promise me one thing?"

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