Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 120 Su Ruoyun, Give Me a Chance, Try It With Me

As night fell, clusters of fireworks lit up the dark sky, like flowers blooming in the shadows, rising and falling, weaving together a dreamlike and enchanting scene.

Huo Jingcheng stood quietly, his tall, slender shadow falling at Su Ruoyun's feet, his deep, pleasant voice spreading in the night breeze.

The man's deep gaze swept across the brightly lit sky, fixed on the girl before him. Brilliant fireworks exploded in the night sky, the flickering light and shadows dancing across his face, outlining his sharply defined features, while his dark pupils reflected only her beautiful eyes.

Su Ruoyun did not speak immediately. Her belated shyness forced her to hide in the darkness, not daring to move an inch, for fear that the generous moonlight would reveal everything about her.

She bit her lip shyly.

The fireworks hadn't stopped when the night wind blew from behind, making Su Ruoyun's hair even more disheveled, with a few strands covering her face and obscuring her vision.

She subconsciously raised her long fingers, trying to tuck the messy strands of hair behind her ear.

The summer solstice falls on the 26th day of the fifth month in the lunar calendar.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, generously showering down its clear light. Wisps of smoke drift across the heavens and earth, while a crescent moon rises in the air.

The girl's beautiful face, bathed in the cool moonlight, appeared even more ethereal and otherworldly. Dressed in white, she seemed like Chang'e, the moon goddess, who had descended from the Moon Palace, a celestial being who had come specifically for him.

The next second, Su Ruoyun's wrist was suddenly gripped by a force, and before she could react, a dry and warm touch covered her cheek.

She froze instantly, her face tense, her mind blank, only feeling the calloused fingertips gently brushing her cheek and then tracing her ear.

When she realized that it was a man's large hand helping her tuck her hair, Su Ruoyun felt as if she had been burned by fire. She subconsciously turned her head away, and a blush rose to her ears, which looked like the evening clouds even in the middle of the night.

"What are you hiding from?" Huo Jingcheng looked at her feigned composure, raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but bend down and whisper in her ear to ask her in detail.

His voice was low and hoarse, resonating with the endless river flowing beneath the bridge, seeping into Su Ruoyun's ear and causing her heart to beat in unison.

Su Ruoyun looked up at him with her delicate face, but before she could get a good look at Huo Jingcheng's expression, she felt her body lighten.

He lifted her up and carried her a few steps forward, where she sat on the driver's side window.

Huo Jingcheng's movements were fluid and natural. He stretched out his long arm and lifted her up. He bent down and hooked his strong arms under her buttocks. With a little force, he held her in his arms like a soft and light doll, easily lifting Su Ruoyun onto the car window.

The man's arms were strong and powerful, giving people a sense of security and reliance.

Without warning, her toes left the ground, and she was lifted into the air. Su Ruoyun couldn't help but let out a soft gasp. She subconsciously leaned forward, resting her head on Huo Jingcheng's shoulder, and wrapped her arms around the man's neck, clasping them together at the back of her neck, afraid that she would fall and hit the ground.

Before the exclamation could fade in the evening breeze, Huo Jingcheng had already firmly placed her against the driver's side window.

The car window was rolled down completely, and her buttocks pressed against the narrow window frame.

Huo Jingcheng raised his hand, his large palm gently stroking the back of her head, carefully placing it between the car roof and her head to prevent Su Ruoyun from accidentally bumping her head. His well-defined fingers naturally slipped into her tousled hair, his fingertips caressing the softness of the strands like a silent, gentle stroke.

His deep, dark eyes met hers through a strand of long hair.

Su Ruoyun's heart was pounding. The car window frame under her buttocks was pressing painfully against her. The sitting posture was romantic, and the atmosphere was romantic... but the feeling was not pleasant. She looked away, not wanting to sit for another second. She didn't care that she was wearing high heels and was very high off the ground. She immediately prepared to jump.

Huo Jingcheng took a long stride and immediately stepped forward, his knee pressing against the closing car door. He stood like a tall and majestic mountain, blocking Su Ruoyun's attempt to get off.

Her feet swung back and forth, her high heels slipping off her heels and dangling in the air as if they might fall off at any moment. Su Ruoyun had no choice but to curl her toes tightly, her toes hooking onto the shoes.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng raised his hand, his large, thick palm supporting the wobbly high heels, and placed them, shoe and foot together, on his thigh. His expensive trousers were stained with grayish-white footprints, but he didn't care at all. Then, he casually helped her put her shoes back on.

His thigh muscles were taut, and even through the sole of his shoe, Su Ruoyun could almost feel his strong, powerful muscles.

Huo Jingcheng put both shoes on her one by one. He didn't let go immediately; his slender fingers still firmly gripped her delicate ankles with just the right amount of force, as if an invisible current was spreading along the point of contact.

"Let go."

Su Ruoyun spoke softly, her voice trembling slightly with a hint of urgency. The tingling sensation caused by her fingertips rubbing against her skin traveled from her bottom up, tickling her and making her instinctively pull away.

Because the car window frame was very narrow, she was afraid of falling if she looked forward, and afraid of falling if she looked back, so she didn't dare to actually move away.

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng slowly lifted his eyelids, his gaze tracing the delicate contours of her face. He pursed his thin lips, obeyed her words, released her hand, and then used his other hand to brush away the stray hairs from her face. He then held the back of her head tightly and tilted his head back to kiss her.

Unlike the previous overwhelming and forceful approach, this one is gentle and gradual.

His thin lips were pressed together, and the tip of his nose brushed against her fair cheek, causing Su Ruoyun to unconsciously close her eyes, indulging in the feeling he gave her.

Her hands gripped the shirt beside her tightly, twisting the perfectly tailored shirt into swirling vortexes.

Her hand seemed to be Ma Liang's magic brush, creating a vortex that pulled her down from her white shirt.

……

After the kiss, Huo Jingcheng pulled his head back slightly, but their breaths still mingled.

Su Ruoyun gasped for breath, trying to calm her rapid breathing and heartbeat. She heard him say, "Su Ruoyun, give me a chance, try it with me."

Huo Jingcheng's tone was serious, unlike his usual casual manner, and his captivating peach blossom eyes were focused intently on the girl in front of him.

The two were about ten centimeters apart in height; Su Ruoyun, sitting on the car window, was barely a little taller than Huo Jingcheng.

He looked up at the person in front of him, his sharp jaw slightly raised, offering his fragile neck as if entrusting the girl with the power of life and death, awaiting her judgment.