Chapter 181: goodbye kiss

Huo Jingcheng's hand movement paused, his hand gripping Su Ruoyun's slender wrist tightened for a moment, then slowly relaxed, remaining motionless for a long time.

For a long time.

He took her hand away, and the glaring light immediately entered his eyes, his eye sockets inexplicably aching.

Huo Jingcheng looked down at Su Ruoyun for a long time, her oval face clearly reflected in his pitch-black pupils, exquisite and delicate.

Su Ruoyun slowly leaned over, pressing her fair, white cheek against the man's sturdy and lean chest. Through the multiple layers of fabric, Huo Jingcheng's powerful heartbeat was still clearly perceptible, hitting her eardrums like a drum, and the warmth from his body was continuously transmitted over.

Her mind recalled the meeting this morning.

Li Wenye said: "They aren't blaming each other for not arriving in time, but are both blaming themselves. If they could have arrived a day earlier and delivered the supplies, perhaps that accident wouldn't have happened."

"Rather than looking at each other and thinking of their deceased friend, it's better to retreat to the position of nodding acquaintances; only then can they disguise their forgetting."

"Compared to Brother Su's smiling tiger and Old Huo's poisonous tongue, 'he' was truly a gentle and jade-like noble son."

Su Ruoyun grabbed one of Huo Jingcheng's fingers in her palm and pulled it casually, her voice becoming even softer, "How about I go with you this year?"

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Huo Jingcheng already understood.

The death anniversary was on August 7th.

Looking at her serious appearance, Huo Jingcheng wanted to speak, but his throat was inexplicably hoarse, his gaze heavy.

After two seconds, he seemed to be murmuring in her ear, squeezing out a "Good" from his lips that was almost inaudible.

The air was as silent as the sea, pressing down so hard that one could barely breathe.

Su Ruoyun just wanted to say something to break this heavy silence, when Huo Jingcheng suddenly raised his hand and pinched her soft, white cheek on the right side, "Are you really drunk tonight, or pretending to be drunk, hmm?"

His tone rose at the end, carrying a seductive feeling.

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun pulled the quilt on the bed into her arms, bunched it into a ball, and held it tight. Her voice was clear and carried a hint of smugness: "I was lying to you, I'm not drunk."

"But I remember, you said you would give me the whole villa."

She smiled with her eyebrows curved, a hint of cunning hidden in her eyes, just like a little kitten that had stolen fish.

Huo Jingcheng, however, refused to follow her wishes, said "Oh~" noncommittally, and deliberately teased her, "Did I? Did I say that?"

As soon as Su Ruoyun heard this, she immediately climbed up from the soft bed and sat up, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes, you also said you would give me these, these... all of them."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to point, claiming all the precious antique calligraphy and paintings placed in an orderly manner around the room as her own.

In the end, she didn't forget to include the landscape bronze sculpture on the display stand that he hadn't mentioned.

The crystal chandelier emitted a brilliant light, lighting up Su Ruoyun's beautiful eyes. She was very serious, afraid that Huo Jingcheng would renege on his debt.

After she finished speaking, Huo Jingcheng's eyes flickered, and he asked suddenly: "Do you have that one too?"

Seeing him raise a question, Su Ruoyun felt guilty for a moment, her eyes drifting and dodging, and she lay back on the bed lazily, muttering: "Yes, yes."

Huo Jingcheng saw through it but didn't expose it, hummed and laughed, his chest vibrating slightly, and then he raised his hand to pull her over.

Su Ruoyun rolled into his arms wrapped in the thin quilt, taking the opportunity to arch back and forth on his chest.

Huo Jingcheng's large hand pressed on her slender waist, slowly mo-ing, looking leisurely and contented, looking down at her burying her head in his chest.

Su Ruoyun rested her chin on his chest, tentatively poking out like a little chipmunk.

Seeing this scene, Huo Jingcheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he took her in without ceremony. His large hand lifted up, forcefully and dominantly clasping the back of her head to demand/take.

The man's high, straight nose bridge rubbed against her side face, carrying an irresistible sense of aggression.

Su Ruoyun subconsciously closed her eyes to respond to him.

As they kissed, Huo Jingcheng noticed something wrong; she had a strong smell of alcohol on her, but he hadn't tasted a bit of it.

He sniffed deeply from her cheeks, neck... all the way down, and finally found the answer.

Huo Jingcheng suddenly reached out and pinched her nose. Su Ruoyun had difficulty breathing, opened her eyes suddenly, hummed/squeaked in dissatisfaction, and raised her hand to wave away his large hand.

"What are you doing?"

Huo Jingcheng: "Not drinking?"

Su Ruoyun, stared at by his pitch-black eyes, was silent for a long time, and confessed truthfully: "Not drinking, just poured a little on my clothes."

She had a poor tolerance for alcohol, afraid that if she really drank, she would forget the "important business." But if she didn't drink, it would look too fake, so Su Ruoyun simply poured it on her collar to ensure Huo Jingcheng could smell the strong scent of alcohol, while she wasn't really drunk.

As the words fell, there was a rhythmic knocking on the door, knock, knock, knock.

It should be the servant bringing the hangover tea.

Huo Jingcheng took a deep breath, got up from the bed, put on the slippers by the bed, and paced leisurely to open the door.

The servant respectfully offered the white porcelain bowl containing the hangover tea. After Huo Jingcheng took the bowl, he dismissed her.

With a "click," the master bedroom door closed.

Huo Jingcheng swept a glance at Su Ruoyun with an ambiguous meaning, looked up, and drank the hangover tea in one gulp.

Su Ruoyun was terrified by this glance.

He put the white porcelain bowl on the cabinet next to him, raised his hand, and took off his shirt in three or two strokes, throwing it aside, not caring that the shirt had already fallen to the ground, his behavior and demeanor all carrying an unbearable restlessness.

In the early hours of the morning, the absurd things finally stopped completely.

Because they were up late last night, Su Ruoyun and Huo Jingcheng both stayed in bed for a while, not getting up to wash until eight in the morning.

Su Ruoyun walked out of the bathroom, stepped on the floor mat, and a piece of clothing was already placed on the vintage, exquisite bed-end stool. It was a seasonal high-fashion dress, a white suspender dress, with a simple and elegant style.

After changing into the dress, she cast her gaze on the bed sheet that had been crumpled into a ball on the carpet, just as Huo Jingcheng walked into the bedroom with a loose gait.

He followed the direction of Su Ruoyun's gaze, saw the bed sheet that was in a mess, walked over very naturally, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can.

Su Ruoyun didn't drive over; she took a taxi last night. Huo Jingcheng sent her to the 'One River Tobacco' tea house first.

Getting out of the car this time, Su Ruoyun finally didn't forget the goodbyekiss.

Huo Jingcheng's left arm rested on the car window, his body leaned over unhurriedly, obediently offering his side face.

Su Ruoyun leaned over and bent down, giving him a 'smack' on the face.

The kiss was a bit heavy, and a "pop" sound came out. Huo Jingcheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he immediately prepared to turn his head to steal her lips.

But Su Ruoyun was quick-eyed. Seeing him move, she hurriedly took a step back, then waved at Huo Jingcheng, saying "Bye-bye," indescribably smart and clever.

Huo Jingcheng couldn't do anything about her, so he could only curl his thin lips slightly, unrestrained and rogue. ===== CHAPTER 182 =====