Chapter 188: Showdown directly?

Huo Jingcheng clicked his tongue lightly, stretched out his sturdy long arm, grabbed Su Ruoyun's soft hand, and pulled her toward him.

"So fierce, so fierce to me, hmm?"

The tail tone rose, and the sense of oppression was full.

As he spoke, his hand explored along the curves, his ten fingers drilling into Su Ruoyun's armpits and waist.

Su Ruoyun, who was touched, suddenly softened her body, every inch of her body became sensitive, and the indescribable itchiness, between the flow of her eyes, carried a bit of physiological tears.

She instantly turned into a frightened little elk, trying to avoid Huo Jingcheng's large hands making trouble everywhere, but to no avail, and could only beg for mercy repeatedly: "I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"I really know I was wrong..."

The dodging action was suppressed, and he controlled her slender waist with one hand.

Su Ruoyun, on one hand, was hindered by the current reality, begging for mercy in a soft voice, and on the other hand, her eyes were spinning around, holding back bad intentions. It was clear that she was verbally submissive but not convinced in her heart.

Hearing this, Huo Jingcheng was appeased by her soft voice, raised his hand to brush away the sweaty stray hair, and pinched her delicate cheek, stopping there.

He neatly took his hand back, tidied up the messy thin quilt on the bed, and prepared to lie back down.

Su Ruoyun was unwilling, panting in small breaths, trying to restore her rapid heartbeat, and tried to sit up.

After she struggled to get up, she turned her head to look, and what came into view was Huo Jingcheng's leisurely sleeping posture, one hand crossed behind his head, and he was holding a copy of "The Classic of Tea" in his hand.

That was taken from Su Ruoyun's study.

Unlike her disheveled state, he looked very leisurely.

Noticing Su Ruoyun's gaze, Huo Jingcheng withdrew his gaze from the dense characters, spared a glance, and raised his eyebrows at her.

She bit her lip angrily, simply doing it once and for all, took the pillow from behind, and smashed it directly on Huo Jingcheng's head, one after another.

In a flash, Huo Jingcheng was caught off guard, and his impeccable handsome face was solidly hit several times.

"Let you tickle me, let you tickle me..."

Su Ruoyun smashed it twice, didn't hurt Huo Jingcheng, but tired herself out of breath.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, her two hands hanging weakly on her knees, the pillow loosely gripped in her hands, as long as it was pulled lightly, it would slip out of her hands.

Sure enough, Su Ruoyun's hand suddenly became empty.

She was a bit dull, hadn't reacted yet, looked at her hand, and raised her eyelids to glance at Huo Jingcheng who had already sat up.

In an instant, like a flash of lightning, a blurry afterimage flashed across her eyes.

Immediately after, Su Ruoyun saw the pillow draw a beautiful arc in the air, and then fall heavily on the soft carpet.

Her brain crashed, and then returned to normal, decisively reaching out her hand, wanting to grab the pillow behind Huo Jingcheng.

But she couldn't beat his early preparation. The distinct five fingers gripped the pillow, and he threw it down happily. The two pillows sat side by side and were thrown into one place.

"..." Su Ruoyun.

Huo Jingcheng, who had done all this, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, curled his lips and looked at Su Ruoyun and laughed, full of interest.

Clearly over thirty years old, yet he had to deliberately and childishly "go against" her.

Su Ruoyun was so angry that she pounced on him to bite him, and the two immediately made a scene on the bed.

By the time the truce was called, it was more than ten minutes later. Huo Jingcheng hooked one of the two pillows on the wool carpet up.

Su Ruoyun arched her body, nestled into his arms and hugged him. Huo Jingcheng grabbed one of her hands and played with it, her moist nails shining under the lamp, and the other hand kept stroking the girl's slender spine, her shoulder blades trembling lightly like butterfly wings.

"When are you taking me home?" He vowed to get a name, and couldn't let Li Wenye be too proud.

Su Ruoyun used his arm as a pillow, leaning on it comfortably, her tone lazy, raising her long eyelashes to look at him: "Want to go home with me so much?"

Huo Jingcheng responded ambiguously, either "hmm" or "hum."

"Then you think of a way yourself."

Everyone is an acquaintance, and they see each other all the time in the circle. Suddenly telling the family that she is dating Huo Jingcheng is always inexplicably strange and awkward.

So, Su Ruoyun logically pushed this matter to Huo Jingcheng.

Want a name, okay, then think of a way yourself.

Little did she know, Huo Jingcheng's execution was fast, and he started preparing the next day, formulating a "battle" plan.

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"What did you say, Huo Jingcheng is coming to our house for dinner?"

Su Ruoyun climbed up from Old Lady Su's warm knees, almost falling off the chair in shock.

Old Lady Su raised her hand and pressed her down again, letting her granddaughter use her knees as a backrest, smiling: "Why is the reaction so big? He hasn't been here before?"

"That... that's not the same." Su Ruoyun's voice was as thin as a mosquito, her soft long hair slipped from her shoulders, covering most of her face, and hiding her tangled expression.

Is it a showdown directly? Or boiling a frog in warm water?

Su Ruoyun, who hadn't communicated with Huo Jingcheng, had her brows knitted into a line.

Being older, her hearing had also declined. Old Lady Su didn't hear clearly for a while and asked: "What did you say?"

Su Ruoyun sighed imperceptibly, laughed it off, and turned the page, "Nothing, just a little surprised, felt like he hadn't been here for a long time."

"Who said that?" Old Lady Su dropped a depth charge, "He has been here often to play chess with your grandfather in the past few months."

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun's pupils shrank, and she raised her head, supporting herself on Old Lady Su's knees, "When did this happen, why didn't I know?"

"Why do you need to know, he didn't come to play chess with you?" Old Lady Su smiled kindly, slowly stroking her little hand, her words meaningful.

She met her grandmother's eyes that had seen through the years, as if she could see through everything. She couldn't help but turn her face away, and lay back obediently, her eyes staring emptily at the grape trellis in front of her.

Good, this man still hid his little secrets. No wonder, that night two days ago, she said let him try hard himself, and he agreed without saying a word.

Su Ruoyun gnashed her teeth in annoyance.

"Okay, he's coming for dinner, go upstairs and tidy up." Old Lady Su patted Su Ruoyun's hand and pulled her up.

The early autumn sunlight was lonely and thin, carrying an indescribable coolness. The sun set, and the temperature gradually dropped.

Old Lady Su's hand and foot joints were afraid of the cold. When she was outdoors, she often kept a blanket. At this moment, a soft blanket was covered on her knees.

She folded the blanket and prepared to go inside.

Su Ruoyun was still immersed in the dissatisfaction of being hidden by Huo Jingcheng for a long time, muttering: "Tidy up what?"

Although she said so, she still honestly moved to her bedroom on the second floor.

After some dressing up, when Su Ruoyun went downstairs again, Huo Jingcheng had already arrived at the courtyard.

?? Babies, please read more, mua. ===== CHAPTER 189 =====