Chapter 54

In the master bedroom, only the table lamp on the bedside table was on.

Huo Jingcheng raised his hand to pull the quilt beside his legs, covering Su Ruoyun's whole body, and then tucked the corners of the quilt for her, his movements light and slow, afraid of waking her up. Afterwards, he lit a cigarette for himself.

He casually put the lighter and cigarette case on the bedside table, making a "click" sound, sat by the bed, with his back to the girl, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

The smoke was like ethereal thin gauze, swirling into a pool of light circles in the air, and the rich smell of nicotine gradually permeated the quiet master bedroom.

Su Ruoyun smelled a pungent and unpleasant odor, her brows furrowed instantly, and she turned over uncomfortably.

The rustling sound of fabric friction attracted Huo Jingcheng's attention.

He turned his head and followed the sound, only to see Su Ruoyun's left hand raised consciously, blocking her mouth and nose, her brows slightly twisted, full of discomfort.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng stood up from the bedside and walked to the balcony on tiptoe.

Stars twinkled in the night sky, and the moonlight was hazy.

His right hand rested on the wooden railing, looking into the distance, squinting his eyes. Immediately, he held the cigarette in his lips and took a deep drag, held the cigarette between his fingertips, and slowly exhaled a puff of blue-gray smoke, which dissipated instantly under the evening wind.

The next morning, the sky was bright.

Su Ruoyun woke up slowly, dazzled by the light coming through the curtains. Her eyes were half-open and half-closed as if glued together, her mind was in chaos, dizzy, as if a ball of tangled hemp was stirring. The discomfort brought by the hangover was manifested vividly.

She thought she was in her own apartment, hummed a few times, and thought in a daze, it's better to wait until the afternoon to go to the tea house.

Su Ruoyun turned over, intending to enter dreamland again, but her ears keenly heard the sound of gurgling water.

Why would there be the sound of water in her room?

Realizing something was wrong, Su Ruoyun opened her eyes suddenly, her gaze falling on the sofa directly opposite. Seeing that it was not the layout of her apartment, her brain instantly cleared up a bit, and her eyes scanned every item around her, all of which were telling her clearly—this is not her apartment.

A worst-case scenario flashed through her mind. She hurriedly lifted the quilt and looked down. She was wearing clothes, thank goodness, and it was the same outfit as last night. Half of her hanging heart fell.

Su Ruoyun supported her body with her elbows and sat up slowly from the bed, her gaze wandering around. The room's decoration and layout were simple and generous, with classic black, white, and gray colors.

It's not her apartment, then whose house is this? Her toes curled uneasily, digging downward, twisting the flat bed sheet into swirls.

Just as her thoughts were wandering, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly. Su Ruoyun's heart tightened, and she immediately lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, pretending to be not awake yet, raised her hand to pull the quilt, covered her head, and curled herself into a ball, hiding herself in this small world within the quilt.

The world in front of her fell into pitch black. With vision gone, other senses became abnormally keen.

Because she couldn't see the surrounding environment, her hearing became more sensitive. Fragmented sounds drilled into her cochlea. Su Ruoyun subconsciously lowered her breathing, afraid of being discovered that she had already woken up.

Footsteps approached from far to near. She clearly perceived that the other party was approaching her step by step in a leisurely manner, the footsteps knocking on her heart one by one.

Su Ruoyun counted the footsteps secretly. Before she could count whether it was nine or ten, the steady footsteps stopped abruptly.

She clutched the quilt with both hands, took a deep breath, and slowly recalled what happened last night.

She was drinking with Li Li at the bar, drank until 10:30, sent Li Li away, and then she went back to the private room to get the car keys. After getting the car keys, she seemed to have bumped into someone in the corridor.

And then...

Su Ruoyun felt a sudden force on the quilt, trying to pull the quilt off her head bit by bit.

She naturally refused.

Compared to seeing clearly who the other party was, it didn't matter whether the other party knew she was awake or not.

The two forces inside and outside the quilt were locked in a struggle, pulling back and forth, unable to reach a stalemate for a while.

In the end, it ended with the failure of the person outside the quilt.

Huo Jingcheng looked down, watching the tightly pulled quilt, and saw at a glance that Su Ruoyun had already woken up. He couldn't help but click his tongue secretly, finally giving up the idea of pulling off the quilt, and then walked toward the sofa with slow steps, sitting down lazily.

He casually picked up the teapot on the tea table, poured himself a glass of water, and said in a languid tone: "If you don't wake up again, you will look very stupid."

The familiar low male voice drifted into her ears, and the memory images that flashed through her mind were all telling Su Ruoyun that the person outside was Huo Jingcheng.

Hearing this, she slowly moved the quilt away from the top of her head bit by bit, revealing a pair of beautiful apricot eyes. The moment she saw Huo Jingcheng, she couldn't help but open her lips to counterattack: "You are the stupid one."

Huo Jingcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal, picked up the glass, and drank a sip of water. He was not wearing a bathrobe like last time, only a bath towel tied loosely around his waist, his two long legs stretched out openly.

Su Ruoyun's eyes touched a drop of water on the corner of his mouth sliding down from his neck, winding down along the rise and fall of his chest, falling into his well-defined abdominal muscles, and finally, disappearing into the bath towel at his waist. She dared to guarantee that he was definitely wearing nothing inside.

Afraid of getting eye needles, she felt terrified in her heart, pulled the quilt tight again, pulled it over her head, turned over, and turned her back to Huo Jingcheng.

"Shy?"

A muffled voice came from the quilt, "No, I don't talk to exhibitionists."

Huo Jingcheng lied with his eyes open, scaring her seriously: "Last night, you've seen it all, touched it all. Saying this now, isn't it too late?"

What does it mean to have seen it all and touched it all?

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun immediately pulled down the quilt, turned her head to look at Huo Jingcheng, her eyes wide open, her brows twisted, "You're lying!"

Huo Jingcheng hooked a languid smile on the corner of his mouth, his voice was nonchalant, and he learned her tone: "How did I lie (len)?"

Su Ruoyun retorted with reason and evidence: "My clothes are still on."

If that happened normally, it's basically impossible for clothes to remain properly on the body.

As the words fell, Huo Jingcheng pulled the corners of his lips, changed his sitting posture, leaned lazily against the back of the sofa, his originally restrained posture now unfolding openly, his long legs crossed, and he spoke slowly: "Your clothes are still on, that's because I didn't touch you. Can you guarantee that you didn't take the opportunity to take advantage of me?"

"You have such great strength, and I couldn't break free. If you were lustful and forced yourself on me, I would have no way."

?? 7.1-7.4 re-test has started, please darlings must follow more, last time I failed because the follow-up was not enough.

? Darlings, look at the latest chapter every day, or, on the 4th, you must finish reading 8 chapters. mua~