Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 104 Can you be serious for once?

Su Ruoyun silently repeated the pronunciation of "56" and found that it was indeed similar to the pronunciation of "bored".

Her fingers flew across the keyboard, and a line of text quickly appeared in the chat box: [Can you be serious for once?]
Huo Jingcheng dared to take photos with his phone in front of everyone at the table. Was he afraid that others wouldn't know about the relationship between the two of them?
Pshaw, what relationship? What relationship could she possibly have with Huo Jingcheng?
A hint of annoyance flashed across her face as she sulked at herself. She raised her hand and slapped her forehead, a gesture that drew the attention of several people around her, who turned to look at her with puzzled expressions.

Noticing several probing gazes directed at her, Su Ruoyun's eyelashes fluttered slightly. She blinked, her eyes quickly sweeping over everyone before she offered a dry explanation: "Just now... there was a mosquito."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zheyan smiled meaningfully, drew out an "Oh," and then added, "I just saw a mosquito too. It's summer now, and these mosquitoes seem to have made a pact to appear everywhere."

Huo Jingcheng subtly withdrew his gaze, his eyes sliding over the phone screen as his long, slender fingers tapped lightly, asking cooperatively: [How do you want me to be serious?]
Su Ruoyun retorted righteously: "You have violated my portrait rights."
Although only half of her face was visible in the photo.

Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow, seemingly hiding a smile that was hard to detect. He casually changed his sitting posture, leaning back in his chair with his long legs crossed naturally, exuding a lazy and languid air.

Huo Jingcheng: [Then let you invade back?]

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Even through the screen, Su Ruoyun could picture his flippant and lazy tone.

Huo Jingcheng stared at the six small dots, a slight smile playing on his lips. Then, he lightly touched the screen and sent a message: [Come out for a moment, I need to talk to you about something.]
He spoke seriously, and Su Ruoyun raised an eyebrow slightly: [What is it?]
Huo Jingcheng refused to speak, only giving her a suggestive look before slowly rising to his feet. His trousers, which hugged his long legs, fell straight down, perfectly pressed and crisp. He casually dusted off his lapel, exuding an air of nobility.

Seeing him get up, Chen Zheyan hurriedly asked, "Where are you going again?"

Huo Jingcheng paused slightly, turned his head halfway, his peach blossom eyes slightly upturned, glanced at him sideways, and replied with two words: "To aid digestion."

All they could see was his tall, straight back, one hand in his pocket, walking with a leisurely gait, exuding an indescribable air of ease.

To avoid being noticed by others present, Su Ruoyun deliberately stayed in her seat a little longer, holding a white towel in her left hand and gently wiping her right finger joints with slow and natural movements.

She quickly wiped her face a few times, then slowly raised her eyes, her gaze falling on Li Li sitting opposite her.

"I'm going to wash my hands."

Just now at the dinner table, Su Ruoyun peeled crab legs, and her fingers inevitably got stained with sauce. Even after wiping them with a towel, they still felt sticky.

This became an excellent reason for her to leave.

Li Li scooped up a spoonful of mango pomelo sago, held the spoon to her lips, swallowed slowly, and nodded.

Holding her phone, Su Ruoyun looked up and met the probing gazes of the other two people at the table. She gave a perfectly timed polite smile and nodded in acknowledgment.
Chen Zheyan returned her a smile, while Li Wenye raised an eyebrow.

She slowly rose from her chair, her straight trouser legs brushing against the edge of the long table.
Li Li watched Su Ruoyun's retreating figure until she disappeared around the corner. Then, he slowly turned back, staring blankly at the mango sago dessert in front of him. The fruit pulp sank to the bottom of the bowl, while the sago pearls floated on the surface.

After a long while, she bit her spoon and suddenly blurted out, "Do they think... we can't tell?"

"..." Chen Zheyan.

"..." Li Wenye.

Su Ruoyun walked out of the restaurant, not in a hurry to find Huo Jingcheng. She first went to the restroom to wash her hands, then turned on the tap on the first floor. The water flowed gently, washing away the sauce from her knuckles. After washing her hands clean, she took a tissue to dry them and walked gracefully out of the restroom. As she walked down the corridor, her ponytail swayed gently from side to side with her steps, and her beautiful eyes looked around.

She remembered that Huo Jingcheng had walked along this road, so why hadn't she seen him?

Just as she was about to take out her phone from her pocket to send a message to Huo Jingcheng, her wrist was suddenly tightened.

Su Ruoyun was caught off guard and was so startled that she almost dropped her phone.

In a panic, she turned her head sharply, her ponytail sweeping cleanly across the face of the person behind her. A faint fragrance of gardenias wafted through the air, leaving a sweet aftertaste.

The stillness in the air was suddenly broken by a crisp "snap".

Su Ruoyun turned her head and saw Huo Jingcheng's handsome face with its deep features. Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally calmed down a little. She scolded him in an annoyed tone, "Why did you scare me?"

Huo Jingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, his voice deep and magnetic: "Did I scare you?"

As he spoke, his warm fingertips gently caressed her delicate inner wrist, as if to soothe her.

"Hmm, what do you want?" Su Ruoyun pulled her arm away from his palm, and the ticklish sensation disappeared in an instant.

A faint smile played on his lips, his eyes gleaming with a hint of mockery. "Didn't you say I violated your portrait rights? Here's your chance to violate them back."

He paused, then added, "I allow you to take pictures of me without my consent."

“…I don’t want to.” Su Ruoyun was silent for a moment before answering. She moved two steps to the side, keeping a distance of not too much or too little from Huo Jingcheng.

"Why would I take a picture of you if I'm not sick? Delete that photo right now, and let's just forget about it."

"What photo? Which photo?" Huo Jingcheng feigned ignorance. "I don't remember."

Su Ruoyun was so angry at his shameless attitude that she bit her lip and said, "It's the one you shared."

Huo Jingcheng feigned innocence, slowly tapping into the photo album, his fingertips seemingly swiping across the screen intently, while muttering to himself, "No, sorry, I really didn't notice."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his phone toward Su Ruoyun, the screen filled with various photos.

The photo was clearly in the first picture, but Huo Jingcheng insisted that he didn't see it.

Enraged, Su Ruoyun reached out and tried to snatch his phone, intending to delete the messages herself.

She instinctively reached out with her right hand, grasping Huo Jingcheng's large, well-defined hand. Where her fingertips touched, she could feel the clear lines of his bones and the warmth of his hand.

Huo Jingcheng casually hid his left hand, which was holding the phone, in his chest. Su Ruoyun couldn't stop in time and stumbled, falling into his arms. All she could hear was his strong heartbeat.