Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 171 Do you have a boyfriend?
Su Ruoyun tried to calm her rapid breathing and reached out to push Huo Jingcheng away, but she couldn't. He held her tightly, and after her unsuccessful attempt, she gave up in despair.

"Alright, I'm not playing with you anymore. I'm going home for dinner tomorrow night."

This afternoon, she promised Ming Manrong that she would go home to the family compound for dinner tomorrow night.

"And what about me?" Huo Jingcheng's large hand cupped the back of Su Ruoyun's head, forehead to forehead with hers, his dark pupils reflecting the girl's beautiful face.

"You?" Su Ruoyun's tone rose lazily.

"Solve it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng let out a soft hum, his chest vibrating slightly, which reached Su Ruoyun's ears. Her face was pressed against his chest, and her eardrums were vibrated for a moment.

He scolded lightly, "You heartless brat."

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Dinner was delivered by Huo Jingcheng again. He didn't eat dinner; he ate Old Beijing Fried Noodles instead.

A bowl of mixed noodles is refreshing and not greasy in the summer.

Inside the elegant food box were two bowls of Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste), topped with a variety of vegetables: tender green celery, carrots, bok choy, plump bean sprouts, refreshing cucumber shreds... The colorful dish was enough to whet one's appetite just by looking at it.

On the bottom layer of the food box, several small dishes were neatly arranged.

Huo Jingcheng slowly raised his hand and took out two white porcelain bowls. He placed one bowl of noodles in front of Su Ruoyun and the other in front of himself. Then he took out some side dishes, and the empty dining table instantly became abundant.

The food box came with its own utensils, so Su Ruoyun sat down comfortably in the chair, ready to start eating.

The noodles in the Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste) are chewy and smooth, with a rich and savory sauce. She always likes to cook for herself, so she picks up a pair of chopsticks and stirs the sauce evenly. After mixing it well, she picks up a chopstick and puts it in her mouth, which is full of "old Beijing flavor".

After finishing her meal, Su Ruoyun picked up the milk beside her and drank it slowly.

She had a small appetite and ate faster than Huo Jingcheng, focusing her attention on the man sitting opposite her as she ate.

Huo Jingcheng ate with elegance and leisurely pace, slowly stirring the noodles before picking up a few strands with his chopsticks and putting them into his mouth.

After dinner, Su Ruojun felt like exercising and went downstairs for a walk.

As a result, the two of them had only walked a few steps along the path around the artificial lake when she got tired. She grabbed Huo Jingcheng's forearm with one hand, while the other hand hung naturally at her side. Her upper body leaned forward, and she walked like a zombie in Plants vs. Zombies, like a walking corpse.

Huo Jingcheng could only bend down and carry her back.

The man's back was broad and warm. Su Ruoyun lay on him, her chin resting on his shoulder, gazing into the distance, admiring the night view of Beijing.

……

The next day, the sky was clear and the air was crisp; the weather in Beijing in July was getting increasingly hot.

With only one day left until the Tea Expo, Su Ruoyun was busy organizing the tea she was taking to the exhibition.

When things get busy, I even forget to eat lunch and stay in the warehouse the whole time.

The tea leaves were packaged and then sorted into different types and placed in wooden boxes.

They also selected several sets of porcelain teaware for the staff attending the exhibition.

It wasn't until 3:15 p.m. that everything was ready.

Su Ruoyun brewed herself a pot of Biluochun tea, dragged a deck chair into the courtyard, and, sheltered from the sun, slowly savored the tea.

Spanish olive trees act as sun umbrellas, with sunlight filtering through their silvery-gray leaves, creating dappled shadows on the ground.

The lilies in the courtyard are in full bloom. When a breeze comes, the lilies sway in the wind, forming a dreamlike sea of ​​yellow and pink flowers. The rich fragrance of the flowers surrounds you, washing away the heat of summer.

Su Ruoyun swung her legs comfortably, occasionally picking up her teacup to take a sip. A handkerchief covered most of her face to avoid the glare of the sun.

Huo Jingcheng arrived at the "Yichuan Tobacco" teahouse around 5 p.m. At that time, Su Ruoyun was in the teahouse's lounge, tidying up her handbag, preparing to head to the family compound for dinner.

As a result, Huo Jingcheng cornered Su Ruoyun in the teahouse lounge.

"Why are you here? I was about to go have dinner."

Su Ruoyun sat on the sofa and saw Huo Jingcheng enter. She looked surprised and reminded him.

Huo Jingcheng strolled closer with a leisurely pace, hands in his pockets, and answered her:

"I know."

As he finished speaking, Su Ruoyun frowned, put the small square bag back on the coffee table, poured him a cup of tea, and asked, "So what are you doing here?"

She thought Huo Jingcheng had forgotten.

Huo Jingcheng took the Longquan celadon teacup she handed him, slowly took a sip, and the aroma spread throughout his mouth.

"Then what are you doing here?" Su Ruoyun rested her chin on her hand, looked at him with her round almond-shaped eyes, and asked again, "Did you come to see me?"

Huo Jingcheng drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, then picked up Su Ruoyun and held her in his arms.

Outside, customers and employees come and go.

Inside the door, Su Ruoyun straddled Huo Jingcheng's waist and abdomen, her soft skin pressed against his strong chest. She leaned lightly against the man's chest, her hands gently wrapped around his neck, while his large hands cupped her slender waist.

She asked, "What's wrong?"

"I miss you." Huo Jingcheng tapped lightly on the sofa armrest with his long fingers, the tapping was light and casual. He deliberately lowered his voice, and his hoarse, magnetic baritone voice penetrated her eardrums: "A day apart feels like three autumns."

The hustle and bustle was completely shut out by the gate, while the twilight outside the window cast a dreamlike glow, and a sturdy Spanish olive tree stood to one side, its branches swaying in the wind.

Su Ruoyun smiled, her eyes crinkling like crescent moons, captivating hearts.

As their eyes met, she tilted her head back and kissed Huo Jingcheng's lips, sweetly calling out "Third Brother".

Huo Jingcheng felt a tingling sensation in his heart and tightened his grip on her waist. "What's wrong?"

"I just wanted to call you." Su Ruoyun stroked his fur. "How about we have dinner together again tomorrow night?"

Huo Jingcheng was so pleased with her that he smiled broadly and replied with a slight twitch of his thin lips, "Okay."

……

When Su Ruoyun drove back to the family compound, Su Mingyan's Maybach was already parked at the entrance.

Her gaze swept over the car once, then she turned away and gracefully walked into the house.

When Su Ruoyun entered, Ming Manrong was preparing dinner in the dining room. Upon seeing Su Ruoyun, she paused for a moment, then took two steps outside and stood at the door, her voice gentle, "You're back?"

Su Ruoyun nodded and handed over a bouquet of pink lilies, which she had just picked at the teahouse before coming here.

After taking the flowers, Ming Manrong turned and went into the restaurant to change them.

Su Ruoyun peered around, searching for Su Mingyan, and finally found him in the living room.

Su Mingyan sat upright in the armchair, holding his phone in one hand, his long legs, encased in trousers, naturally crossed, leaning back lazily.

Seeing Su Ruoyun enter the living room, he calmly put down his phone and got straight to the point.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

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