Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 147 They, She, Us
"My lover," how could he even say that?

Su Ruoyun suppressed the urge to roll her eyes and pursed her lips slightly, but she still couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

Huo Jingcheng calmly glanced at her, slowly hooking his eyebrow. He deliberately lowered his voice, revealing a deep, magnetic quality: "Call me Third Brother."

Men often have a strange obsession with their girlfriends calling them "brother".

Huo Jingcheng was no exception. Bathed in the dim light, he watched her with great interest, waiting for Su Ruoyun to call him Third Brother.

Su Ruoyun blinked her round almond-shaped eyes, refusing to go along with him, her tone carrying a hint of arrogance: "There are plenty of people who call you Third Brother, why would you need me?"

She deliberately turned her head away, presenting her sharply defined profile to the screen, preventing him from seeing her face.

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng casually crossed his legs, looking relaxed.

He slowly brought the cigarette to his lips with his left hand, took a gentle drag, and then exhaled slowly.

The voice, softened by the smoke, became even deeper and more sensual: "None of their shouts sound as good as yours."

Su Ruoyun was quick-witted and deliberately set a trap for him. Huo Jingcheng didn't think much of it and willingly put on the rope and jumped in.

So, Su Ruoyun said with a meaningful, drawn-out "Oh~": "So you're admitting there are many of them?"

“…What do you mean, ‘they’ or ‘them’?” Huo Jingcheng was silent for a long time, his mind racing. He instinctively realized something was wrong, then raised an eyebrow and said lazily, “There is only one ‘us’.”

His words are better than his singing.

Su Ruoyun chuckled and dismissed it, "But I've never seen you call me 'sister'?"

The words were spoken in less than three seconds.

"younger sister."

Huo Jingcheng called out very decisively, as if he were whispering in her ear, almost inaudible, the words drifting vaguely from his lips on the wind, carrying an indescribable allure and temptation.

But he kept staring intently at the camera, his mischievous smile barely concealed. His hawk-like eyes easily pierced through the barriers, capturing her heart and throwing Su Ruoyun's heart into disarray.

Su Ruoyun shuddered involuntarily, unconsciously avoiding eye contact, and said with feigned composure, "Don't call me."

Her gaze drifted aimlessly to the bookshelf behind him, filled with English originals of world classics from abroad, neatly arranged, the English letters on the hardcover covers gleaming faintly under the lamplight.

Her eyes quickly scanned the titles: *A Tale of Two Cities*, *The Painted Veil*, and more.

In addition, Su Ruoyun also saw a familiar children's book - Harry Potter. She glanced at it casually and then turned her attention back to Huo Jingcheng.

She said "Don't call me," not "Don't shout randomly."

Her contradictory nature permeates her entire being; she's truly a proud and aloof younger sister.

Huo Jingcheng smiled with interest, "My little sister changes her mind so quickly. One minute she wants her brother to call her that, and the next she doesn't want him to."

"The older brother doesn't know what to do with his younger sister?"

After saying that, he feigned a sigh, a wicked smile playing on his thin lips.

Su Ruoyun blushed at Huo Jingcheng's words, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her white earlobes. She closed her eyes shyly, biting her lower lip, but the corners of her lips unconsciously curved slightly.

After a moment, she opened her eyes, blinking more frequently, the blush on her face never fading.

Huo Jingcheng was immersed in admiring her embarrassed pleasure when, a second later, he heard her mutter softly, "So skilled, who knows how many people she's called out to?" "Tsk, you're wronging me again. Don't even mention a younger sister, I don't even have an older sister. I've never called anyone else except you."

Huo Jingcheng was almost amused by her, a sarcastic smile playing on his thin lips: "And where did you hear this rumor?"

As he spoke, his tone became personal: "Which den did this come from? We'll take them down later."

Huo Jingcheng's sharp eyebrows arched upwards, his expression darkening slightly.

Seeing this, Su Ruoyun held the phone in one hand, placed it directly in front of her, and with a serious expression, obediently admitted her mistake: "I was just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

From her expression, demeanor, and words, Huo Jingcheng sensed a hint of emotion. His eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly realized what she meant, slowly asking, "Are you sorry?"

His tone carried a hint of uncertainty.

Su Ruoyun's expression stiffened a little when her thoughts were exposed. Then she wrinkled her small nose and scrunched up her face, silently agreeing.

Then, Huo Jingcheng gave a smug, roguish smile.

Not wanting to see this guy's 'arrogant behavior', Su Ruoyun snorted a few times, then turned over and lay on her side on the bed, placing her phone diagonally on the pillow for a comfortable video call.

The phone screen was very close to her face, revealing her delicate and petite features clearly. Her almond-shaped eyes with rounded corners and her high nose bridge all indicated that she had a pretty and refined appearance.

"Tired?" Huo Jingcheng had shared a bed with her for several nights and knew her schedule.

It's already 10:45 PM. During the previous few absurd nights, Su Ruoyun was exhausted and slept according to her biological clock.

Su Ruoyun nodded, her gaze wandering aimlessly across the phone screen, sometimes lingering on Huo Jingcheng's handsome, well-defined face, and sometimes sliding down to Huo Jingcheng's slightly bobbing Adam's apple.

His finger bones rested casually on the edge of the table, each phalanx slender and distinct, with faint bluish veins undulating on the back of his hand.

After staring at it for three to five seconds, Su Ruoyun recalled last night, her long, nimble fingers.

She clung to him, ruffling his short hair with one hand, and he didn't stop her...

As she recalled this, a slight blush rose to her fair cheeks.

Huo Jingcheng unconsciously squinted at him, and immediately saw through his thoughts: "What mischief are you thinking about now?"

As he spoke, he moved his fingers, his slender knuckles moving forward to rest on the camera lens of the phone screen, seemingly stroking it lightly a few times.

Su Ruoyun felt as if she were being patted on the head from a distance, the same hand that had gently caressed her the night before. She cleared her throat awkwardly and said, "No."

She then nervously changed the subject, pretending to be nonchalant: "I have plans for tomorrow night, so don't come over."

Huo Jingcheng asked, "Who did you make an appointment with?"

Who on earth has such a big influence?

Su Ruoyun had already promised them and couldn't change her mind: "Tomorrow afternoon I'm going to the Chinese medicine clinic with Lili, then we'll have dinner together, and then go to a bar for drinks later."

Her voice was soft, coherent, and fluent, but... Huo Jingcheng questioned her itinerary: "After seeing a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, you went to a bar?"

So all that Chinese medicine you're drinking has been diluted into beer, right?
"Leave me alone?!"

Su Ruoyun raised her chin and glared back at him defiantly: "A little leniency from a man is fun, but if you leniency from a big one, you're just being tactless."

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