Chapter 190: Not even looking at your boyfriend?

Su Ruoyun was wearing kitten heels tonight, which was inconvenient for driving, so when she left the courtyard, Su Mingyan sent her back to the apartment.

The driver parked the Maybach steadily under Building 7, the back door opened from the inside out, and Su Ruoyun pushed the door and got out of the car.

The phone screen lit up suddenly, forming a bright spot in the dark night. She subconsciously lowered her head and glanced, it was a push notification from an APP.

The message she just sent to Huo Jingcheng in the car, he never replied, and she didn't know what he was doing.

Huo Jingcheng was leaning against the entrance door of the stairwell looking at her, his standing posture was relatively casual, lazy and scattered, completely different from the seriousness when he was in the courtyard tonight.

The shirt hem was tucked into the suit trousers, making his figure even more superior, broad shoulders and narrow waist, a lit cigarette was held between his fingers, blue-white thin mist rising, covering the man's handsome face.

Early autumn, Su Ruoyun had already wrapped herself in a trench coat, the Kensington fitting her graceful curves, fitting perfectly, the thin belt at the waist outlining her slender figure, the exposed calves were as white as jade, the ankles were bony, revealing all the style.

She turned her head to wave at Su Mingyan, saying "Bye-bye" with a smile.

Su Mingyan nodded slightly, and then the car window rose slowly. Watching the Maybach leave, Su Ruoyun turned around, stepped on a leisurely pace and walked into the stairwell, while looking at her phone from time to time.

Why hasn't Huo Jingcheng replied to the message yet, she pouted.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng seemed to see something, his lips curled slightly, his back leaning against the door window straightened, and he walked out leisurely.

Su Ruoyun focused all her attention on her phone, and the shadow falling on the ground flashed past, thinking it was a resident of the community, so she didn't pay much attention.

As they brushed past each other, a lazy male voice drifted over.

"Not even looking at your boyfriend?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Ruoyun looked up suddenly, casting her gaze toward the person beside her. Under the hazy light of the streetlights and moonlight, the man's handsome features gradually became clear.

The corners of her mouth immediately rippled with an arc, like a jumping rabbit, jumping into Huo Jingcheng's arms in two or three steps.

Huo Jingcheng subconsciously raised his hand to catch her, holding a full embrace, his sturdy and powerful long arms hooked her /butt, and a faint smile had already appeared in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" Su Ruoyun climbed on his broad shoulders with both hands, and feeling it wasn't enough, she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Wherever my girlfriend is, I am." He said it better than singing.

With a weight of nearly one hundred jin, Huo Jingcheng carried her with ease, walking steadily toward the elevator lobby.

Huo Jingcheng had already been upstairs once, his suit jacket was taken off upstairs, leaving only a thin shirt.

Su Ruoyun turned her fair, white cheek and pressed/rubbed against the man's sturdy and lean chest. Through a layer of fabric, she easily felt the heartbeat and warmth in his chest.

He carried her all the way into the apartment, and gently threw her onto the soft bed.

Su Ruoyun pressed against the quilt, rolled a few times on the big bed. She had always been a good learner, turned over, and faced Huo Jingcheng, "What does it mean to send grapes?"

Huo Jingcheng squinted his eyes, stared at her for a few seconds, and talked nonsense, "Maybe it's to bless the two of us to be sweet and sweet."

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun hammered a fist over immediately: "You're talking nonsense."

The messy reasons couldn't be what Old Lady

Huo Jingcheng raised his hand with a smile on his lips, his rough, large palm wrapping around her fist. "What are you talking about? Aren't we sweet?"

Su Ruoyun gave a light huff, but in the end, she didn't say anything to refute him. She pulled her hand from his palm and threw herself back onto the bed.

When will the grapes ripen first? You must wait and wait again. The Su family's meaning is that it's possible, but you just wait.

Huo Jingcheng imitated her, slowly lying back on the bed, lying side-by-side with her, head to head, his long arm covering his eyes.

Su Ruoyun felt hot lying there. As she got up, she took off her trench coat and looked down at Huo Jingcheng's relaxed sleeping posture. "Why does it seem like no one likes you?"

"You don't like me?!" Huo Jingcheng caught the sensitive keyword, immediately moved his arm away, and his pair of peach-blossom eyes stared fixedly at Su Ruoyun's eyes.

Su Ruoyun denied it instantly: "No, I meant other girls."

Huo the Third Young Master was known for his sharp tongue and cold face, so for a long time, few girls dared to get close to him.

Hearing this, Huo Jingcheng calmly and composedly pulled her into his arms, boasting without the slightest blush: "They don't have your eyes for discovering beauty."

Once he finished speaking, he added: "Only actions can prompt others to form specific opinions about oneself. I haven't given other women the wrong actions, so why would they like me? Are they that bored?"

Su Ruoyun nodded thoughtfully. The bedroom's main light cast a warm glow, making her exquisite face look even whiter. "That seems to be the logic."

Huo Jingcheng lowered his eyelids, concealing his intentions, and asked nonchalantly, taking the opportunity to fish for information: "Does anyone like you?"

"No."

In Su Ruoyun's eyes, anything without clear action didn't count as liking; only someone like Huo Jingcheng, who forcefully and directly knocked open the door to her heart, counted as liking.

"So we are a perfect match."

A perfect match that no one else likes.

——

In the blink of an eye, it was August 29th, the day of the Qixi Festival.

It should have been a day for lovers to meet, but those without partners insisted on clamoring for everyone to get together.

Chen Zheyan claimed with a high-sounding excuse: "This young master is happy to, you don't worry about it."

Just like that, he took over the hosting rights for the gathering.

While people were discussing it in the chat group and complaining when they had partners, Su Ruoyun and Huo Jingcheng were in the study.

Su Ruoyun was lying on the sofa in the study, her two feet swinging back and forth in mid-air.

Huo Jingcheng was sitting at the desk, handling official business, the cold light emitted by the computer screen reflected in his pitch-black pupils.

Su Ruoyun asked him curiously: "Has he really not had a partner for so many years?"

Chen Zheyan styled himself as "the aristocrat among dogs," focusing on his career.

Huo Jingcheng exposed his good friend's bottom line. Chen Zheyan looked arrogant and domineering, but in reality, he was a coward in life, taking zero action. If he met a girl he liked, he would mostly hesitate and not move forward.

"Doesn't look like it." Su Ruoyun expressed doubt about his words.

Huo Jingcheng immediately gave her examples: in middle school, he accidentally touched his female deskmate's hand and his ears stayed red for the whole afternoon; for another example, in middle school, when talking to his female deskmate, he had to draft his words three hours in advance before he dared to speak; and another example, in middle school, when he and his female deskmate...

Su Ruoyun rested her chin on one hand, her gossiping heart gradually rising. "What was his female deskmate's name?"

"..." Huo Jingcheng.

Su Ruoyun didn't manage to learn the female deskmate's name from Huo Jingcheng's mouth even until she went to sleep that night.

She only knew that on this Qixi night, the "aristocrat among dogs" who clamored the loudest in the group was absent from the gathering.

?? This "wait and wait again" was something I thought of suddenly. If any baobei feels it's not quite appropriate, then just treat the grapes as the meaning of agreement.

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