Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 108 Who bit me? Was it a dog?
Su Ruoyun never expected Huo Jingcheng to launch a surprise attack.

The man's high, straight nose brushed against her cheek with an irresistible sense of aggression, and then his sharp, thin lips pressed against hers.

The spicy, rich aroma of woody tobacco wafted over, filling her nostrils and lungs.

Huo Jingcheng's sharply defined profile was like a thick wall, blocking out much of the light and plunging the surroundings into a hazy darkness.

Su Ruoyun subconsciously closed her eyes, but then she came to her senses and realized that there was nothing wrong with her closing her eyes. She suddenly opened her eyes again, and a flash of anger at herself crossed her eyes.

Huo Jingcheng slowly tightened his large hand around his waist, and the distance between the two people was continuously reduced until they were pressed together tightly.

They were so close that the man's slightly higher body temperature was completely transferred to Su Ruoyun.

She frantically raised her hand to touch Huo Jingcheng's shoulder, trying to break the ambiguous atmosphere, but as soon as she moved her hand, the tassels on the curtains made a soft rustling sound, and the shadows cast on the floor swayed back and forth.

Li Li seemed to sense something, turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw only the tassels swaying in the wind.

The thin gauze curtain let in that probing glance without reservation. Su Ruoyun's eyes widened, and her hand on the man's shoulder froze instantly. Afraid of being discovered by those outside, she dared not make a single movement and could only give up resisting.

She turned her head to the side, trying to avoid it, but Huo Jingcheng turned his head away and continued to kiss her, silencing all her moans.

She kept pulling her head back, her fair neck stretched taut, and the man in front of her, his eyes flashing slightly, followed her forward.

The deep blue curtains rippled back and forth like ocean waves, creating slow, irregular waves.

Su Ruoyun only stopped when half of her head was almost sticking out of the curtains. Her round, almond-shaped eyes stared unblinkingly at Huo Jingcheng, and their gazes met for a moment in mid-air.

A burning intensity ignited in Huo Jingcheng's deep eyes.

Su Ruoyun felt flustered under his gaze, and then closed her eyes again.

Huo Jingcheng suddenly raised his hand and precisely grasped her fair and slender wrist. His well-defined fingers were hot and strong. Then, he pressed her hand against his Adam's apple.

The unbuttoned clothes became convenient; he took her hand and slowly moved it down along the open neckline.

As her fingertips touched the firm and well-defined abdominal muscles, Su Ruoyun's ears suddenly turned red. Her eyes involuntarily peeked out from under her gaze, only to be met with a pair of slightly upturned peach blossom eyes, shimmering with a playful glint.

Su Ruoyun turned her head away from his kiss, giving up and not caring whether people outside would notice. She rammed her head into his chest, hitting him hard.

Huo Jingcheng let out a barely audible groan, then stretched out his long arm and lifted her up. His burning lips kissed hers again. The height difference between the two was about ten centimeters, so he wasn't satisfied with just kissing her. He bent down, hooked his arm under her buttocks, and with a forceful lift, he easily lifted her up with one hand, like holding a doll.

Su Ruoyun lifted her toes off the ground, and the next second, she sat on the windowsill. The hard window frame pressed against her back mercilessly, causing a sharp pain. Half of her body was resting on Huo Jingcheng's warm chest.

I don't know how much time passed, but eventually my lips went numb from being kissed.

Su Ruoyun couldn't take it anymore and kicked forward, hitting Huo Jingcheng's shin and leaving grayish-white footprints on his black casual pants.

Huo Jingcheng then withdrew, and the two people outside the door had left at some point.

Only Su Ruoyun and Huo Jingcheng remained in the quiet room.

Su Ruoyun pushed Huo Jingcheng away and jumped off the windowsill on her own. The wool carpet on the floor absorbed all the sound.

She was too weak to stand, so she simply threw herself onto the sofa, panting heavily to calm her rapid breathing; her lips were swollen and red.

Huo Jingcheng wasn't much better off; his thin lips were bitten until they bled, blood slowly seeping out. After Su Ruoyun recovered, she went to the restroom in the lounge, washed her face, scooped up a handful of water with both hands, and poured it over her face. Looking at herself in the mirror, her lips were a mess, and her eyes were still misty.

The voices of accusation came from the restroom: "It's all your fault!"

She stormed out, glared at Huo Jingcheng who was casually sitting on the sofa, bent her long finger and pointed to her lips, "How am I supposed to go out and face people like this?"

Huo Jingcheng tilted his head back, revealing his distinct jawline. Upon hearing this, he slightly curved his lips and openly showed Su Ruoyun the wound on his mouth, asking calmly, "Who bit me? A dog?"

Seeing that he had insulted her like a dog, Su Ruoyun was even more furious and retorted, "You're the dog."

Unexpectedly, Huo Jingcheng readily admitted, "Yes, I was a dog."

His tone suggested a sense of pride rather than shame.

"..." Su Ruoyun.

In the middle of an argument, the other person directly admitted that they were a dog. Su Ruoyun didn't know how to continue her insults. Her chest heaved slightly, and she wiped her lips hard with the back of her hand.

Huo Jingcheng made a phone call and asked the staff at the horse farm to bring in ice packs and ointment.

The staff member, being observant, kept their head down, not daring to look too closely, placed the ice pack and ointment on the coffee table, and left the room.

Su Ruoyun took a bag of ice and put it on her lips. It was so cold it hurt a little. She shivered from the cold, and her gaze wandered aimlessly. When it landed on Huo Jingcheng, he was holding his phone in one hand, tapping on the screen. Su Ruoyun asked indistinctly, "Aren't you going to put on some medicine?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng looked away from the cold light of his phone screen after a few seconds, then glanced at her with a leisurely air: "Will you wipe it for me?"

“...That won’t do.”

Seeing his knowing look, Su Ruoyun felt inexplicably guilty and quickly looked away.

Huo Jingcheng picked up a tube of ointment from the coffee table, stood up, and leisurely walked over to sit down next to Su Ruoyun.

He unscrewed the ointment, then took a cotton swab, dipped it in the clear ointment, and gently applied a little bit to her lips.

Su Ruoyun frowned, wanting to refuse, but a heavy kiss silenced her.

As if on cue, Huo Jingcheng spoke in a casual yet pointed tone, "I'm a good person, unlike some people..."

Some people are specifically referring to Su Ruoyun.

“…” Su Ruoyun said, “Then you can wipe it yourself, don’t wipe it for me.”

Huo Jingcheng didn't stop until he had completely covered his lips with the ointment. Only then did he withdraw his hand, looking at his rouge-colored lips covered with thick ointment. He smiled and took a small peck.

It pecked a little too hard, making a soft "pop" sound.

"That's good." Huo Jingcheng grinned smugly.

Su Ruoyun sighed calmly. She felt that her threshold for being kissed by Huo Jingcheng had been raised, and even his light kisses felt quite ordinary to her.

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