Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 140 Huo Jingcheng isn't that powerful yet.

Thin lips brushed against me, and burning hot lips ignited fire everywhere.

The man's fingers were long and nimble, and the camisole nightgown was easily pulled down.

Huo Jingcheng slowly pulled Su Ruoyun's hand, his five fingers interlocking with her slender wrist, and moved downwards.

It was getting worse for him. His slightly cool fingers unconsciously tightened, and Huo Jingcheng let out a few suppressed breaths, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

Su Ruoyun hid under the covers, the thin blanket covering most of her face, leaving only her clear and bright eyes visible. Her gaze was darting around, and she was so nervous that she didn't know where to look.

Her hand accidentally touched the wrong place, landing on his firm belly. She whispered soothingly, "Sweetie, it's here."

Su Ruoyun didn't need to know anything; her mere presence was enough to ignite Huo Jingcheng.

When the kiss landed on her neck, Su Ruoyun's breathing became unsteady, accompanied by unusual breathing sounds.

Huo Jingcheng was suppressing his emotions intensely; the deeper the suppression, the more alluring it became.

Su Ruoyun raised her other hand and covered his thin lips directly. The heat spread from her soft palm, and she tried her best to keep her voice steady as she gently scolded, "Don't breathe."

Why is a man panting so coquettishly and seductively?
The room remained pitch black, with only a few starlight rays filtering in, spreading out beside the bed and illuminating most of the bedroom, making the two figures impossible to hide.

Sweat soaked her tousled hair, and the smooth lines of her neck dripped with sweat. Hearing her say that, a smile appeared in Huo Jingcheng's eyes, and his deep, dark peach blossom eyes were electrifying, shining brightly in the night.

He deliberately lowered his head, burying it deep in the crook of her neck, breathing heavily, one breath after another.

"Go away." Su Ruoyun turned her face away and said coquettishly, her voice sweet but not seductive, soft as water.

One kiss after another extended from her collarbone to her delicate face. Huo Jingcheng raised his hand and turned her face back to normal, then pinched Su Ruoyun's chin, lowered his head slightly, and kissed her directly.

……

After a long while, the two of them finally recovered, both of them with dry mouths.

Huo Jingcheng lifted the limp, weak girl into his arms, his long, slender hand resting on her incredibly thin waist. He played with her right hand, which she had just used… A smile then spread across his thin lips, his voice nonchalant yet tinged with satisfaction: “Did I sound good breathing?”

He even felt a sense of pride rather than shame.

Su Ruoyun was covered in sweat and felt sticky. While pulling up her pajamas piled around her waist, she nodded perfunctorily: "It sounds good, it sounds good. If there's a competition called 'bed' next year, I'll definitely vote for you."

After saying that, she lifted the blanket, moved her legs off the bed, and put on the indoor slippers by the bedside.

She took a step, her legs gave way, and she almost fell onto the carpet. Luckily, she managed to grab the bedside table next to her in time to avoid falling.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng, who was still lying on the bed, leisurely got up, took a long stride, stood behind Su Ruoyun, and with a little effort, picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.

They were using a shower. The two stood facing each other. Su Ruoyun blinked, a hint of confusion in her eyes. She covered her chest with her hands, still wearing her nightgown, which was torn and messy, with the neckline pulled wide open, offering no real coverage.

"Going out?"

Huo Jingcheng said it in a very high-sounding way: "I'm afraid you'll fall."

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun remained silent for a few seconds, then gave a forced smile and said in a clear-headed yet 'ruthless' manner, "You're not that 'powerful' yet."

Then, she slammed the bathroom door shut with a loud bang that lingered for a long time.

Huo Jingcheng, who was standing outside the door, raised his hand and touched his nose.

……

The next morning.

When Su Ruoyun woke up, Huo Jingcheng had already finished washing up and was putting on his shirt. This morning, Lin Cheng had brought breakfast and clothes.

As Huo Jingcheng tied his tie, he walked out of the dressing room and stood on the doormat. He immediately spotted Su Ruoyun, who was still sleepy on the bed.

"Helping your boyfriend tie his tie?"

He used an inquiring tone.

Su Ruoyun raised an eyebrow, like a proud little peacock, and lowered her noble head slightly as if 'giving alms'.

Huo Jingcheng readily agreed and walked to the bedside, his steps leisurely yet steady.

Seeing such a handsome face first thing in the morning, Su Ruoyun's mood couldn't help but improve. The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, she took a deep breath, and then got up.

Wrapped in a thin blanket, she knelt on the soft bed, slowly moving closer to Huo Jingcheng standing by the bed. She raised her hand, took the tie from his hand, and slowly smoothed both ends. Then she wrapped one end around the other and passed it through the center of the tie knot.

Huo Jingcheng began, "Last night..."

Before she could even begin to speak, Su Ruoyun swiftly pulled her tie to the top and tightened it.

Huo Jingcheng was out of breath and coughed several times: "Cough cough cough cough"

Seeing this, Su Ruoyun loosened her grip. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

She smiled, her eyes crinkling like a cunning little fox.

Huo Jingcheng knew she was doing it on purpose, but he didn't say anything. He just snorted and reached out to pinch her cheek. The touch was smooth and tender.

Su Ruoyun skillfully tied a Windsor knot, the knot was full and symmetrical, and the tie was flat and wrinkle-free.

Just as she was about to lie back down on the bed, a pair of cufflinks were stuffed into her hand—the same pair Huo Jingcheng had found last night.

Su Ruoyun resignedly buttoned up her cuffs again.

She inserted the cuff into the buttonhole of the shirt, through two layers of fabric, and then rotated the head of the cufflink so that it was perpendicular to the needle, just enough to catch the shirt cuff. After fastening the cufflink, she helped Huo Jingcheng straighten the cuff to make sure there were no wrinkles.

After fastening the buttons, she said without a trace of hesitation, "Go quickly."

When Huo Jingcheng reached the bedroom door, she realized what was happening and hurriedly said, "Take all your clothes and trash with you."

At 7:30, Aunt Li will come to her house to make breakfast. If she gets caught, all the days she's kept it a secret will have been for nothing.

Su Ruoyun didn't go to the teahouse today; she stayed in her apartment instead.

……

In the evening, Aunt Li cooked dinner and left, and Huo Jingcheng arrived right afterward.

At that moment, Su Ruoyun was eating at the dining table when the doorbell suddenly rang. She thought it was Aunt Li who had forgotten something, so she slipped on her slippers, went to the door, and opened it.

The door opened, and Huo Jingcheng appeared before them.

Su Ruoyun was about to close the door without hesitation when she saw a long leg encased in crisp trousers suddenly stretch forward, its shiny leather shoe landing directly on the threshold, blocking the door from closing.

Su Ruoyun used her body to barely block the door, peeking half her head out: "What are you doing here again?"

It was evening again, at the same time, so she didn't need to think too much to guess what this guy was here for.

Huo Jingcheng wore a casual smile on his thin lips, his eyes brimming with amusement, and his words were bold and straightforward.