Chapter 131

Both were adult men and women; anyone could understand the words "stay the night," and naturally, it wouldn't be just two people under a blanket chatting.

The audacious words made Su Ruoyun furrow her brows, looking up at him.

"You're thinking quite beautifully." She scolded lightly, "Maybe if you prop your pillow up higher tonight, it might be possible."

Fearing Huo Jingcheng wouldn't understand, she added another sentence: "That way it's easier to dream."

Propping up the pillow to dream—Huo Jingcheng didn't comment on this twisted logic, just slowly released his hand from the wall, then bent his fingertips, pinched the soft flesh of her cheek with two thin fingers, and said, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore."

Su Ruoyun was born thin and fair, not a gaunt thinness, but a bony thinness, like white, delicate porcelain, revealing a warm, jade-like fleshiness.

So her cheeks were very comfortable to pinch.

The two had only been together for a mere three days, and he wasn't a beast who only cared about his lower half, dragging people to bed regardless of anything.

Huo Jingcheng naturally lifted his hand again and touched the top of Su Ruoyun's head. As his fingertips rubbed, the soft touch made him instantly addicted, and he couldn't stop, doing it again and again.

Not until her originally neat and smooth hair had been touched into a messy pile, like a chaotic bird's nest, did he reluctantly move his hand away.

His long, narrow peach-blossom eyes looked at his "masterpiece," and a flash of guilt passed through the depths of his eyes.

Huo Jingcheng cleared his throat unnaturally. "Well, I'm leaving now." He immediately took a step back, not daring to stay any longer, fearing Su Ruoyun would find out.

Of course, he didn't dare tell Su Ruoyun, fearing he wouldn't be able to get through the door next time.

Su Ruoyun hadn't realized at all that the top of her head had become a mess. She held the doorknob and saw him out.

Her clear gaze watched his tall, upright figure until it gradually disappeared at the end of her sight, and only then did she close the door, raise her hand to cover her mouth, and yawn.

Realizing she was sleepy, Su Ruoyun shuffled in her slippers, walking unhurriedly toward the bedroom, preparing to wash up.

She had a habit of combing her hair before every wash. With the cushion brush in her right hand, as soon as the brush touched her head, Su Ruoyun froze. Her hair was tangled and knotted, and the brush on her head seemed to be stuck fast, unable to move a single bit.

A feeling of something being wrong flashed through her heart. Su Ruoyun keenly sensed the anomaly and walked to the mirror in two or three steps.

Her intuition hadn't been wrong. Seeing her hair in the mirror, which was a complete mess, she opened her eyes wide in disbelief and bit her lower lip, her rosy lips turning slightly pale. The swear words on the tip of her tongue swirled around, but in the end, she swallowed them back down.

"Huo Jingcheng!"

Just you wait!

The next day.

The eastern horizon gradually brightened, presenting a faint fish-belly white. A glimmer of light quietly leaped from the horizon, and the pink-orange morning glow broke through the morning mist, appearing exceptionally gentle.

The harsh sound of an alarm clock rang in the bedroom, and the morning sunlight spilled through the curtains that hadn't been drawn properly, dancing on her fair cheeks.

Su Ruoyun raised her hand to block the glaring sunlight, then turned over, facing away from the floor-to-ceiling window, opening her eyes a tiny slit, looking like she hadn't woken up yet.

Feeling the bright light, she closed her eyes again, and after a few minutes of relief, she finally opened them completely.

Su Ruoyun gathered the thin quilt with both hands, pulled it to one side, and then slowly sat up, preparing to get out of bed.

From the corner of her eye, she inadvertently glanced at the trash can next to the nightstand, only to see piles of messy hair lying in the trash can, which was somewhat shocking to look at.

Looking at the hair in the trash can, Su Ruoyun felt a sudden heartache.

Last night, she had spent a great deal of effort to comb out her tangled hair, and for that, she had lost quite a lot of hair.

The hairballs piled at the bottom of the trash can made her feel even more heartache for her own hair.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She simply kicked the trash can to the side with her foot, not wanting to see those annoying strands of hair anymore, feeling quite like "out of sight, out of mind."

Only work could solve this kind of annoyance. Today, Su Ruoyun's work task was mainly to deliver the tea leaves that customers had pre-ordered to the reserved addresses one by one.

After rushing around the entire Sijiucheng for half the day, it wasn't until after two in the afternoon that she drove back to the tea house.

She bought some milk tea and called two employees to help move it to the front courtyard, and also sent a notice in the large WeChat group, telling everyone to come to the front courtyard to collect it.

The WeChat group was instantly flooded with messages of thanks.

【Thank you, Boss Lady】

【Thank you, Boss Lady...】

【...】

Su Ruoyun carried an exquisite wooden food box to the back courtyard, with a glass bottle of milk in her other hand.

She hadn't eaten lunch yet. She had only gone to sleep after midnight last night, and was woken up by the alarm clock this morning. She had barely managed to finish delivering the tea leaves and was preparing to eat lunch and take a nap in the afternoon.

After eating lunch, Su Ruoyun lay on the soft, large bed and began her afternoon nap. It wasn't until after three in the afternoon that she woke up leisurely.

Not even a minute after waking up, the pleasant sound of a phone ringing rang in the lounge.

Seeing the name jumping on the top of the screen, Su Ruoyun's fingertips hovered in mid-air.

The hair-loss incident from last night was still fresh in her memory, so she deliberately left Huo Jingcheng hanging for a while.

On the other side.

Before making this call, Huo Jingcheng had also anticipated that it would be hung up, or that he would have to wait ten minutes or so, but he hadn't expected it to be answered so quickly.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, placed the phone to his ear, and held it with one hand. "Hello."

Su Ruoyun deliberately didn't speak. The phone was silent, and one could only judge that someone was on the other end from the shallow breathing sounds coming from the receiver.

Huo Jingcheng said, "Apologizing to you."

"..." Su Ruoyun was silent for a moment, then asked him in return, "Apologizing for what?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng told the truth: "For messing up your hair."

Upon hearing this, that feeling of heartache surged into her heart again. Su Ruoyun gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know how much hair I combed out? It's all your fault..."

She scolded for a good while, and Huo Jingcheng didn't dare to talk back, only saying, "... Next time I'll help you wash it, I'll help you comb it..."

He said a whole lot, but just didn't say whether he would touch it again next time.

Su Ruoyun curled her lips and sneered, not believing this guy's words: "You talk better than you sing."

Huo Jingcheng judged from her tone that Su Ruoyun had already vented most of her anger.

"To make amends, how about I take our little Zhuzi out for a trip?"

"Where to?" Su Ruoyun asked nonchalantly, while huddling into the soft pillow, her voice becoming muffled.

California, USA.

In June, the picking season is just right—strawberries, cherries, blueberries...

Huo Jingcheng had a manor in Southern California, and the manor farm had already harvested; it was a good place to go.

She said insincerely, "Then I'll consider it."