Chapter 139

Caught off guard and exposed, Su Ruoyun's ears turned red instantly. She didn't say a word, turning her face away slightly, her side profile looking somewhat cold in the light.

She picked up the bottles and jars of skincare products on the table again and began to wipe them.

"What, shy?"

Huo Jingcheng said while smiling with great interest, leaning over and pressing the burning cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

Afterward, he stood up unhurriedly, put both hands in his pockets, stepped with a leisurely gait, and walked step by step to Su Ruoyun's side, leaning against the vanity, looking down at her.

"Can't I?" Su Ruoyun lifted her eyelids, trying hard to maintain that "cold" posture, her gaze sweeping over him like a dragonfly touching water.

A burst of low laughter spilled from Huo Jingcheng's throat. With his arms crossed, he nodded repeatedly, saying it was okay.

Seeing Huo Jingcheng's "smug" look, she was almost annoyed, her volume increasing: "Do you want it or not?"

"Yes!"

Huo Jingcheng answered extremely quickly, leaning down, getting closer and closer to Su Ruoyun. The distance between the two was gradually closed. As their eyes met, he continued to ask: "Then did you like me back then?"

He insisted on an answer.

It was hard to find a specific point in time for when she started liking Huo Jingcheng. Was it because he was "shameless," or because he "pursued relentlessly"...

Was it because she had never met a man like him, or because of something else...

It was hard to judge the real moment; people's feelings always increase day by day.

To satisfy him, Su Ruoyun could only respond vaguely with an "um."

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng straightened his body with satisfaction, raised his hand to clasp the back of her head, and his sharp, thin lips touched her forehead, leaving a kiss, then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Watching him walk into the bathroom, Su Ruoyun pulled up the hem of her silk nightgown, picked up the body lotion on the table, squeezed it into her palm, rubbed the body lotion, which emitted a faint fragrance, evenly between her hands, and began to wipe her body slowly, carefully wiping the body lotion evenly onto every inch of her skin.

She wanted to be an exquisite girl.

After wiping her whole body, waiting for the body lotion to be absorbed, she tidied up her pajamas, comfortably huddled into the soft quilt, and reached out to turn off the main light in the master bedroom. The room instantly became pitch black, leaving only a lamp on the nightstand, shining faintly, enveloping a corner of the head of the bed in a dim, yellow-toned halo.

Su Ruoyun closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. With the sudden darkness before her eyes, the whole world seemed to be left with only her hearing keenly capturing everything around her—the dripping sound of water in the bathroom, one after another.

For a long time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Huo Jingcheng walked out of the bathroom, wearing a bath towel loosely around his waist. A corner of the bath towel swayed slightly with his steps. His chest was broad and firm, his abdominal muscles were distinct, and droplets of water still remained on them, sparkling with crystal light under the illumination of the light.

With the lamp on the nightstand as a guide, his expression was calm, and he stepped leisurely toward the bed. The dim yellow light gradually swept over him, reflecting Huo Jingcheng's tall figure.

When he reached the side of the bed, he raised his hand, his distinct fingertips hooking a corner of the bath towel, and with a pull, the bath towel around his waist instantly slid off, revealing his firm and powerful body.

Huo Jingcheng lifted the quilt corner and lay in.

The bed sank slightly, and a wave of warm breath rushed toward her. Su Ruoyun truly felt the man's hot chest pressing against her.

Her body trembled, and a sentence squeezed out from her lips: "You... why aren't you wearing clothes?"

In the previous few times they slept in the same bed, both had pajamas on. Separated by two layers of fabric, Su Ruoyun hadn't felt Huo Jingcheng's body so clearly.

But now, Huo Jingcheng was "clean," his scorching chest completely unobstructed, and she was only wearing a thin camisole nightgown, the kind that was backless, and she could even clearly feel the outline and shape of Huo Jingcheng's abdominal muscles.

She was so nervous that her throat went dry. She subconsciously swallowed hard, wrapped in the quilt on her body, and hid to the side of the bed, trying to avoid Huo Jingcheng.

But who knew, Huo Jingcheng seemed not to have sensed her dodging at all, and leaned over again with his hot body, his warm breath brushing gently against her ear, causing a ripple, his voice carrying a hint of innocence, explaining to her: "The clothes were too small, couldn't put them on."

Sleeping at night requires looseness and comfort, unlike before during the day at the tea house, where she could wear something tighter to make do.

Su Ruoyun didn't respond, forcing herself not to think about the specific wonderful content of the strong body behind her, and focused on preparing to sleep.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

By the time Su Ruoyun counted to nine thousand and eighty sheep, her head tilted, preparing to fall into a deep sleep, but she didn't expect the critical point to become even more "rampant."

She sighed imperceptibly. The wolf had come, and the sheep were gone.

"Why don't you take a cold shower?" Su Ruoyun suggested "kindly" when she didn't know how many times Huo Jingcheng had turned over and leaned in again.

The original silence and quiet in the room were broken.

In June, at thirty degrees, taking a cold shower shouldn't be a big problem.

Huo Jingcheng suppressed his voice, his tone low, hoarse, and seductive, like a subwoofer. "It's fine, no need."

The two nights in the United States and yesterday's night were far from being this "torturous" and difficult to endure. The sheets and duvet cover were all permeated with Su Ruoyun's body fragrance, drifting into his nose bit by bit, making him excited.

Realizing that Su Ruoyun couldn't sleep because of him, he reluctantly retreated to the side of the bed and didn't continue to lean in.

However...

Not even five minutes later, he couldn't help but lean in again. With soft, fragrant jade by his side, he really couldn't help but hold her.

On the midsummer night in June, Huo Jingcheng was obsessively clingy.

The curtains weren't drawn properly. Su Ruoyun looked at the twinkling stars and the cold, bright moonlight outside the window, one or two of them entering her eyes, and turned her head to ask him why he didn't...

"I'm afraid you won't cherish me once you get me." Huo Jingcheng said it with reason and righteousness.

"..." Su Ruoyun.

Su Ruoyun was silent for a few seconds, a cold snort spilled from her nasal cavity, and she left a sentence: "Then you, old man, if you're willing to endure it, then endure it."

As she spoke, Su Ruoyun turned over, her back completely facing Huo Jingcheng, her head rubbing on the pillow for a while, and after finding a comfortable sleeping position, she prepared to sleep.

Just as she was about to start counting sheep again, she felt her body being pulled over by the man behind her.

With a powerful long arm extended, he easily pulled her over.

Su Ruoyun opened her eyes suddenly.

Huo Jingcheng's voice was hoarse to the extreme, burying his head in her chest: "Then I don't want to endure it, is that okay?"