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Chapter 131 Huo Jingcheng, Just You Wait
They were both adults, and anyone could tell from the words "overnight stay" that it wasn't just two people chatting under the covers.

His audacious words made Su Ruoyun frown and look up at him.

"You're dreaming," she said lightly. "You might have a chance if you propped up your pillows tonight."

Fearing Huo Jingcheng might not understand, she added, "That way it's easier to dream."

"Raise your pillow so you can dream more." Huo Jingcheng didn't comment on this absurd idea. He simply slowly released his hand from the wall, then bent his fingertips, pinched her soft cheek with two slender fingers, and said, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore."

Su Ruoyun was thin and fair-skinned, but not in a gaunt way; rather, she was thin with a bony frame, like a piece of smooth, white porcelain, with a warm, jade-like fleshy feel.

So it feels very comfortable to pinch the cheeks.

The two had only been together for three short days, and he wasn't some beast who only cared about his lower body and would just take her to bed without a second thought.

Huo Jingcheng naturally raised his hand and touched Su Ruoyun's hair again. The soft touch made him instantly addicted, and he kept touching her hair again and again, unable to stop.

He only reluctantly removed his hand after his touch had turned the once neat and smooth hair into a messy tangled mess, like a chaotic chicken coop.

Looking at her 'masterpiece' with her narrow, almond-shaped eyes, a fleeting hint of guilt crossed her gaze.

Huo Jingcheng cleared his throat awkwardly. "Well, I'll be going now." He then took a step back, not daring to linger any longer, afraid that Su Ruoyun would notice.

Of course, he didn't dare tell Su Ruoyun, fearing he wouldn't be able to get in next time.

Su Ruoyun had no idea that her head was now a complete mess. She held the doorknob and saw him out.

Her clear gaze remained fixed on his tall, imposing figure until it gradually disappeared from sight. Only then did she close the door, raise her hand to cover her mouth, and yawn.

Realizing she was sleepy, Su Ruoyun shuffled towards the bedroom in her slippers, preparing to wash up.

She was used to combing her hair before each shampoo. Holding a cushion brush in her right hand, Su Ruoyun froze as soon as the brush touched her hair. Her hair was tangled and twisted, and the brush on her head seemed to be stuck, unable to move an inch.

A sense of unease flashed through her mind, and Su Ruoyun keenly sensed the abnormality, taking a few steps to the mirror.

Her intuition was right. Seeing her disheveled hair in the mirror, she widened her eyes in disbelief, bit her lower lip, her rosy lips turning slightly white. The curse that was about to come out of her mouth swirled on her tongue, but she swallowed it back down.

"Huo Jingcheng!"

Wait for her!

……

The next day.

As the eastern sky gradually brightened, it took on a pale, fish-belly white hue. A sliver of light quietly emerged on the horizon, and the pinkish-orange dawn broke through the morning mist, appearing exceptionally gentle.

The shrill alarm clock rang in the bedroom, and the morning sunlight shone through the slightly open curtains, dancing across her fair face.

Su Ruoyun raised her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight, then turned over, facing away from the French windows, her eyes barely open, looking as if she hadn't woken up yet.

After feeling the bright light, she closed her eyes again, and after a few minutes, she opened them completely.

Su Ruoyun wrapped the thin blanket in her hands, pulled it to one side, and then slowly sat up, preparing to get out of bed.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the trash can next to the bedside table and saw clumps of messy hair lying inside, a sight that was rather shocking.

Seeing the hair in the trash can, Su Ruoyun felt a pang of heartache.

Last night, she spent a lot of effort to comb her tangled hair, and in the process, she lost quite a bit of hair.

The clumps of hair piled up at the bottom of the trash can made her even more distressed about her hair. The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, so she simply kicked the trash can aside, not wanting to see those annoying strands of hair anymore, hoping to find some peace of mind.

Only going to work can solve this problem. Today, Su Ruoyun's main task is to deliver the tea that customers have ordered in advance to the addresses they have reserved.

After traveling around the entire city of Beijing for half a day, she finally drove back to the teahouse around 2 p.m.

She bought some milk tea, asked two employees to help her move it to the front yard, and then sent a notice in the WeChat group, asking everyone to come to the front yard to pick it up.

The WeChat group was instantly flooded with messages of gratitude.

Thank you, boss lady.
[Thank you, boss lady...]
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Su Ruoyun carried an exquisite wooden food box to the backyard, with a glass bottle of milk in her other hand.

She hadn't had lunch yet. She only went to bed in the early hours of last night and was woken up by her alarm clock this morning. She forced herself to finish delivering the tea leaves and planned to have lunch and then take a nap in the afternoon.

After lunch, Su Ruoyun lay on the soft bed and took a nap until she woke up around 3 p.m.

I had only been awake for a minute when the pleasant ringing of the telephone rang in the lounge.

Seeing the names that popped up at the top of the screen, Su Ruoyun's fingertips hovered in mid-air.

The hair loss incident from last night was still fresh in her mind, so she deliberately ignored Huo Jingcheng for a while.

the other side.

Before making the call, Huo Jingcheng had expected the call to be disconnected or to take about ten minutes, but he didn't expect it to be answered so quickly.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, held the phone to his ear with one hand, and said, "Hello."

Su Ruoyun deliberately remained silent, and the phone was completely quiet. Only the soft breathing coming from the receiver indicated that someone was on the other end.

Huo Jingcheng said, "I apologize to you."

"...What are you apologizing for?" Su Ruoyun asked him after a moment of silence.

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng said truthfully, "I messed up your hair."

Hearing this, a wave of heartache surged through her again, and Su Ruoyun gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know how much hair I lost while combing it? It's all your fault..."

She scolded him for a while, but Huo Jingcheng didn't dare to talk back. He only said, "...Next time I'll help you wash and comb your hair..."

They said a lot, but didn't say whether they would touch her again next time.

Su Ruoyun curled her lips and scoffed, not believing the man's words: "You talk a good game but you play a bad game."

Judging from her tone, Huo Jingcheng realized that Su Ruoyun had already vented most of her anger.

"To make amends, how about we take our little bamboo out for a trip?"

"Where to?" Su Ruoyun asked casually, while snuggling into the soft pillow, her voice becoming muffled.

California, USA.

June is the peak harvest season, with strawberries, cherries, blueberries...

Huo Jingcheng has a ranch in Southern California. The ranch farm has already yielded a good harvest and is a great place to visit.

She said, though she didn't mean it, "I'll think about it."