Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 181 Goodbye Kiss
Huo Jingcheng paused in his raised hand, his grip on Su Ruoyun's slender wrist tightened for a moment, then slowly loosened, remaining motionless for a long time.

a long time.

He removed her hand, and the blinding light immediately filled his eyes, causing them to inexplicably sting.

Huo Jingcheng gazed at Su Ruoyun for a long while, her oval face, delicate and pretty, clearly reflected in his dark pupils.

Su Ruoyun slowly leaned closer, pressing her fair face against the man's strong and muscular chest. Even through the layers of fabric, Huo Jingcheng's powerful heartbeat was still clearly audible, pounding against her eardrums like a drumbeat, and the warmth of his body continued to emanate from her.

But I could only recall the meeting this morning.

Li Wenye said, "They weren't blaming each other for not arriving in time, but rather blaming themselves. If they had arrived a day earlier and delivered the supplies, perhaps that accident wouldn't have happened."

"Instead of looking at the other person and being reminded of a deceased friend, it's better to step back to the position of a nodding acquaintance, so that you can forget them in a roundabout way."

"Compared to Su Ge'er's smiling tiger and Lao Huo's sharp tongue, 'he' is truly a gentle and refined nobleman."

……

Su Ruoyun grabbed one of Huo Jingcheng's fingers and tugged it casually in her palm, her voice becoming increasingly gentle, "How about I go with you this year?"

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Huo Jingcheng already understood.

The anniversary of his death is August 7th.

Seeing her serious expression, Huo Jingcheng wanted to speak, but his voice inexplicably became hoarse, and his gaze became deep.

Two seconds later, he whispered "okay" almost inaudibly in her ear.

The air was as still as the sea, so oppressive that it was almost impossible to breathe.

Just as Su Ruoyun was about to say something to break the heavy silence, Huo Jingcheng suddenly raised his hand and pinched her soft, white cheek on the right side. "Really drunk tonight, or just pretending to be drunk, hmm?"

His tone rises at the end, possessing an inherent allure.

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun pulled the blanket from the bed into her arms, crumpled it into a ball, and hugged it tightly. Her voice was clear and bright, with a hint of smugness: "I was just kidding, I'm not drunk."

"But I remember you said you'd give me the whole villa."

Her eyes crinkled into crescents as she smiled, a hint of cunning in them, like a little kitten that had just stolen some cream.

Huo Jingcheng, however, refused to comply with her wishes. He gave an ambiguous "Oh~" and deliberately teased her, "Really? Did I say that?"
Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun immediately scrambled up from the soft bed and sat up, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes, you also said you would give me all of these, all of these...

As she spoke, she pointed and claimed all the valuable antique paintings and calligraphy pieces that were neatly arranged around the room as her own.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to point out the landscape bronze sculpture on the display stand that he hadn't mentioned before.

The crystal chandelier cast a dazzling light, illuminating Su Ruoyun's beautiful eyes. She looked serious, as if afraid that Huo Jingcheng would renege on his promise.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Jingcheng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked, "Do you have that?"

When he raised his doubts, Su Ruoyun felt guilty for a moment, her eyes darting around and avoiding his gaze. She then lazily lay back down on the bed, muttering, "Yes, yes."

Huo Jingcheng saw through her intentions but didn't say anything. He chuckled, his chest trembling slightly, and then reached out to pull her over.

Su Ruoyun, wrapped in a thin blanket, rolled into his arms and nestled against his chest.

Huo Jingcheng placed his large hand on her slender waist, slowly caressing it with an air of leisurely ease, while he lowered his eyes to watch her bury her face in his chest.

Su Ruoyun rested her chin on his chest, tentatively peeking out like a little chipmunk.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. Without any hesitation, he took her in, raising his large hand to forcefully grasp the back of her head and domineeringly take her. The man's high, straight nose brushed against her cheek, carrying an irresistible sense of aggression.

Su Ruoyun subconsciously closed her eyes in response to him.

As they kissed, Huo Jingcheng noticed something was wrong. She smelled strongly of alcohol, but he couldn't taste a trace of it.

He sniffed deeply down her face, neck, and so on, and finally found the answer.

Huo Jingcheng suddenly reached out and pinched her nose. Su Ruoyun had difficulty breathing, suddenly opened her eyes, hummed a few times in dissatisfaction, and raised her hand to swat his big hand away.

"What are you doing?"

Huo Jingcheng: "You haven't been drinking?"

Su Ruoyun remained silent for a long while under the gaze of those dark eyes before truthfully confessing, "I didn't drink it, I just poured a little on my clothes."

She had a bad temper when drunk and was afraid that if she really drank, she would forget the "important matter." But if she didn't drink, it would seem too fake. So Su Ruoyun simply poured the alcohol onto her collar to make sure that Huo Jingcheng could smell the strong smell of alcohol, but that she wasn't really drunk.

As soon as he finished speaking, there were several rhythmic knocks at the door, thump, thump, thump.

It must have been the maid who brought the hangover tea.

Huo Jingcheng took a deep breath, got up from the bed, put on the slippers by the bed, and strolled over to open the door.

The maid respectfully presented a white porcelain bowl containing hangover tea. Huo Jingcheng took the bowl and then dismissed her.

With a click, the master bedroom door closed.

Huo Jingcheng glanced at Su Ruoyun with an ambiguous expression, then tilted his head back and drank the hangover tea in one gulp.

Su Ruoyun was terrified by that glance.

He casually placed the white porcelain bowl on the cabinet next to him, quickly took off his shirt, and threw it aside, ignoring the fact that the shirt had already fallen to the ground. His behavior was filled with unbearable restlessness.

……

The absurdity finally stopped in the early hours of the morning.

They stayed up late last night, and Su Ruoyun and Huo Jingcheng stayed in bed for a while, not getting up to wash up until eight o'clock in the morning.

Su Ruoyun walked out of the bathroom and stepped onto the floor mat. On the retro and exquisite bench at the foot of the bed, there were already clothes laid out. It was a high-end custom dress from the current season, a white slip dress with an elegant and simple style.

After changing her clothes, she turned her gaze to the crumpled bed sheet on the carpet, just as Huo Jingcheng walked into the bedroom with loose steps.

He followed Su Ruoyun's gaze and saw the tattered bed sheet. He walked over, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can without any hesitation.

Su Ruoyun didn't drive here; she took a taxi last night, and Huo Jingcheng first took her to the 'Yichuan Tobacco' teahouse.

This time, when getting off the car, Su Ruoyun finally remembered to give a goodbye kiss.

Huo Jingcheng rested his left arm on the car window, slowly leaning over to obediently offer his profile.

Su Ruoyun bent down and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

The kiss was a bit too heavy, and a "pop" sound came out. Huo Jingcheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he immediately prepared to turn his head and steal her lips.

But Su Ruoyun was quick-witted. Seeing that he was about to make a move, she quickly took a step back, then waved to Huo Jingcheng and said "bye-bye," showing her remarkable intelligence and shrewdness.

Huo Jingcheng couldn't do anything about her, so he could only slightly curl his thin lips, exuding a carefree and roguish charm.