Chapter 140

Thin lips ground over, and hot lips lit fires everywhere.

The man's fingers were slender and flexible, and the camisole pajamas were easily pulled down.

Huo Jingcheng slowly pulled Su Ruoyun's hand over, his five fingers clasping her slender wrist, all the way down.

It was killing him. Her cool fingers were moving unconsciously, and several suppressed gasps spilled from Huo Jingcheng's throat, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.

Su Ruoyun hid under the quilt, the thin quilt covering most of her face, leaving only a pair of clear, bright eyes outside. Her eyes dodged, and she was so nervous she didn't know where to look.

Her hand touched the wrong place, touching his firm abdomen, and she coaxed softly: "Be good, here."

Su Ruoyun didn't need to know how; she just had to be there, and it was enough to ignite Huo Jingcheng.

When the kiss landed on her side neck, Su Ruoyun's breathing became unstable, accompanied by unusual breathing sounds.

Huo Jingcheng was suppressing it very hard, low to the depths, but even more seductive.

Su Ruoyun raised her other hand, covering his thin lips straight, the high temperature spreading from her soft palm, her voice trying to maintain stability, she scolded lightly: "Don't pant."

Why was a man panting so coquettishly and demonically, so flirtatiously?

The room was still pitch black, with only a few stars leaking in, spreading out by the side of the bed, illuminating most of the bedroom, leaving the two figures with nowhere to hide.

Sweat dampened his bangs, and sweat flowed down the smooth lines of his neck. Hearing her say this, a smile rose in Huo Jingcheng's eyes. His deep, pitch-black peach-blossom eyes were discharging electricity, shining astonishingly in the night.

He deliberately lowered his head, burying it deep in the crook of her neck, panting even harder, one sound after another.

"Go away." Su Ruoyun turned her face away, coquettishly, her voice soft and dripping.

Kisses extended from her collarbone to her exquisite face. Huo Jingcheng raised his hand to straighten her face, then pinched Su Ruoyun's chin, lowered his head slightly, and kissed her directly.

After a long while, the two recovered, both of them dry-mouthed.

Huo Jingcheng held the limp, listless girl, his slender palm resting on her slender waist, playing with her right hand that had just been used to... His thin lips curled into a smile, his tone nonchalant, mixed with satisfaction: "Do I pant well?"

He even felt no shame, but rather pride.

Su Ruoyun was covered in sweat, sticky. While pulling up the pajamas piled at her waist, she nodded perfunctorily: "Good, good. If there's a bed competition next year, I'll definitely vote for you."

After speaking, she lifted the quilt, moved her legs off the large bed, and put on the indoor slippers by the bed.

Just as she took a step, her legs went soft, and she almost fell onto the carpet. Fortunately, she held onto the nightstand next to her in time to avoid falling.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng, who was still lying on the bed, got up leisurely, took a long stride, stood behind Su Ruoyun, and with a little force, picked her up horizontally and carried her all the way into the bathroom.

They used the shower, standing face to face. Su Ruoyun blinked, her eyes full of confusion, her two hands blocking her chest. She was still wearing her nightgown, but it was a bit messy, and the neckline had been pulled wide, unable to block anything at all.

"Get out?"

Huo Jingcheng said it with high-sounding words: "I'm afraid you'll fall."

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun was silent for a few seconds, then smiled coldly, clear and "ruthless": "You're not that 'capable' yet."

Afterward, the bathroom door was closed by her with a "bang," a heavy sound that didn't dissipate for a long time.

Huo Jingcheng, standing outside the door, raised his hand to touch his nose.

The next morning.

When Su Ruoyun woke up, Huo Jingcheng had already washed up and was putting on his shirt.

This morning, it was Lin Cheng who brought breakfast and clothes.

Huo Jingcheng was tying his tie while walking out of the walk-in closet, standing on the floor mat at the door, and saw Su Ruoyun, sleepy-eyed, on the bed at a glance.

"Help your boyfriend tie his tie?"

He used a questioning tone.

Su Ruoyun arched her brows, like a proud little peacock, "bestowing" it, and lowered her noble head slightly.

Huo Jingcheng walked to the bed readily, his footsteps casual and steady.

Early in the morning, seeing such an impeccable handsome face, Su Ruoyun's mood couldn't help but improve a bit. The corners of her mouth curled upward unconsciously, she took a deep breath, and then got up.

Wrapped in the quilt, her two knees knelt in the soft bed, moving slowly, approaching Huo Jingcheng standing by the bed. She raised her hand, took the tie from his hand, smoothed the two ends unhurriedly, then wrapped one end around the other, and passed it through the center of the tie knot.

Huo Jingcheng opened his mouth: "Last night..."

Before he could finish, Su Ruoyun was quick with her hands, instantly pulling the tie to the very top and tightening it.

Huo Jingcheng couldn't breathe and coughed several times: "Cough, cough, cough, cough."

Seeing this, Su Ruoyun loosened her force. "Sorry, didn't pay attention just now."

She smiled with her eyes curved, like a sly little fox.

Huo Jingcheng knew she was doing it on purpose, but didn't say anything, just pinched her cheek, the touch smooth and tender.

Su Ruoyun skillfully tied a Windsor knot, the knot full and symmetrical, the tie flat and without wrinkles.

Just as she wanted to lie back on the bed, a pair of cufflinks was stuffed into her hand, the pair Huo Jingcheng had discovered last night.

Su Ruoyun resignedly fastened the cuffs again.

The cufflinks were inserted into the buttonholes of the shirt, passed through two layers of fabric, and the head of the cufflinks was rotated to make it perpendicular to the needle, just enough to catch the shirt cuff. After fastening the cufflinks, she helped Huo Jingcheng tidy up his cuffs, ensuring there were no wrinkles.

After fastening them, she said without a trace of reluctance: "Leave quickly."

Not until Huo Jingcheng walked to the bedroom door did she react, hurriedly opening her mouth: "Take your clothes and all the trash with you."

By 7:30, Li Ayi would come over to make her breakfast. If she were discovered, all the days she had spent hiding it would be in vain.

Su Ruoyun didn't go to the tea house today and was still staying in the apartment.

In the evening, Li Ayi finished cooking dinner and had just left when Huo Jingcheng came to the door.

At that time, Su Ruoyun was eating dinner at the dining table. The doorbell suddenly rang. She thought it was Li Ayi who had forgotten something. She shuffled in her slippers, walked to the door, and opened it directly.

As soon as the door opened, the person who appeared in front of her was Huo Jingcheng.

Su Ruoyun didn't hesitate to turn around and close the door, only to see a long leg wrapped in stiff suit pants suddenly stretch forward, the shiny leather shoe stepping straight onto the threshold, blocking the trend of the door about to close.

Su Ruoyun blocked the door with her body, half her head sticking out: "What are you here for again?"

It was night again, at the same time point, making her not have to think much to guess what this guy was here for.

Huo Jingcheng's thin lips carried a casual, faint smile, the playfulness between his brows ready to come out, and what he said was bold and straightforward.