Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 193 You still know how to come?
Su Mingyan seemed determined to keep Huo Jingcheng from going to Su Ruoyun.

After dinner, a drinking party was arranged, and by the time it ended, it was almost 11 p.m.

Huo Jingcheng was forced to drink a lot of alcohol; he had no choice but to drink his future brother-in-law's alcohol.

Assistant Lin Cheng sat in the passenger seat and glanced back at Huo Jingcheng in the back.

He closed his eyes, feigning sleep, his long, slender fingers resting on his forehead, occasionally rubbing his swollen temples. The strong smell of alcohol permeated the enclosed car.

"Mr. Huo, shall we return to Xiyuan?"

Huo Jingcheng gave the address of Su Ruoyun's apartment in a deep voice, then turned to look out the car window at the few remaining lights in the high-rise buildings.

As night deepened, he crept into Su Ruojun's bed in the dark.

In her half-awake state, Su Ruoyun sensed someone behind her. She was startled at first, but the familiar scent of ebony and sandalwood reassured her.

She rolled over and snuggled into Huo Jingcheng's arms, muttering softly, "You still know to come?"

……

Winter has passed and spring has arrived; it's midsummer again.

The sky over Beijing remained as dry and clear as ever.

In July, Su Ruoyun traveled abroad with the Central Orchestra for exchanges, coinciding with the anniversary of the establishment of diplomatic relations between some Asian and European countries.

The night before she left, Su Ruoyun sat cross-legged on the short-legged sofa chair in the dressing room, watching Huo Jingcheng pack her suitcase.

"How long will you be gone this time?" Huo Jingcheng asked as he put his shirt into his already opened suitcase.

Actually, Aunt Li had already packed the main clothes. He was just arranging them neatly into the boxes and sorting out the underwear.

Su Ruoyun rested her chin on her hand in thought. She wasn't sure either, so she could only give a rough estimate: "About half a month."

Since opening the teahouse, her time has become less flexible. She has been in China for the past few months and hasn't been abroad in a long time.

"You're excited to see blond-haired, blue-eyed men while traveling abroad?" Huo Jingcheng noticed her excitement at a glance and asked through gritted teeth.

The French crystal chandelier in the dressing room emitted a soft light, illuminating his jealous face completely, revealing even the slightest change in expression.

Su Ruoyun suppressed a laugh, turned her head away and pretended to be coy, saying, "What do you mean by 'playing'? That's called exchange, the exchange of Chinese and foreign cultures."

"You vulgar slut who only knows how to make money."

Although she said that, she still leaned in and kissed Huo Jingcheng's cheek to soothe his jealous heart.

Not satisfied with that, Huo Jingcheng hooked his arm around her waist and pulled Su Ruoyun off the sofa.

Caught off guard, Su Ruojun pressed herself against him, her feet straddling his lap. The tight embrace made their breathing slightly heavy.

Her smooth black hair slid down her shoulders, and a faint, cool scent of gardenias slowly wafted between their noses.

The luxurious yet retro dark blue curtains, with their intricate patterns, are held up by small hooks and casually draped together.

The bright moonlight outside the window shone through the gap in the curtains, dappling her delicate face. Her clear skin, like smooth white porcelain, was coated with a layer of cool light, making it appear even more translucent.

Huo Jingcheng's massive body was pinned beneath Su Ruoyun, in a submissive position, her small face reflected in his dark pupils.

"What are you doing?"

His expression inexplicably made Su Ruoyun feel a sense of danger, and she unconsciously crossed her hands to block directly below her collarbone.

Huo Jingcheng twirled a strand of her hair between his fingers, casually raising an eyebrow with a hint of flirtation, his voice low and deep: "Let your boyfriend have a good meal."

She needs to be gone for about half a month, so he needs to be gone for about half a month.

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun immediately slid off him, like a rabbit darting about, and fled into the dressing room. Unexpectedly, Huo Jingcheng had anticipated this; with a swift movement of his long arm, he pulled her back around the waist, his arm muscles clearly defined and smooth.

Su Ruoyun fell into his warm embrace, her buttocks resting on one of his thighs.

She couldn't help but tremble, her left hand weakly pressing against his forearm, "Don't..."

The "full meal" he spoke of would have nearly killed her several times over.

But nothing could stop a lustful wolf, or "lustful wolf" for short.

The "pervert" nestled close to her sensitive neck, sniffing around like a real wolf.

The night was deep and warm. The man's high, straight nose pressed against his delicate collarbone, and his aura enveloped the room.

He impatiently took off his suit jacket while kissing her, casually tossed it aside, and leaned forward, his large hands bracing on either side of her body, aggressively enveloping Su Ruoyun.

After the kiss, Huo Jingcheng pulled his head back slightly. Taking advantage of the moment to catch her breath, Su Ruoyun tried to escape, rolled over, and crawled around on the carpet.

But she hadn't climbed more than a few steps when Huo Jingcheng grabbed her ankle and dragged her back.

"Go back to your room."

Huo Jingcheng glanced at her leisurely, then leaned down and brought his face close to hers. As their eyes met, he uttered two words in a tender and lingering voice, "Beg me."

Unable to bear it any longer, Su Ruoyun grabbed his thin, strong wrist and bit his index finger.

Its canines are sharp, and when it bites, it's like a raging tiger cub, using its distinct finger bones as a child's teething toy.

A pained cry rang in my ears, "Hiss."

A noticeable bite mark was left on her index finger. Huo Jingcheng narrowed his dark eyes and glanced at her.

Su Ruoyun glared back at him defiantly: "What are you looking at?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng smiled and said something suggestive, "Since you're so good at biting, try biting somewhere else."

Su Ruoyun cursed him, "You big pervert!"

Huo Jingcheng immediately picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom, his strong arms hooking behind her knees.

……

A chaotic affair, a scene of utter absurdity, finally came to a halt in the early hours of the morning.

……

The next day, a sliver of bright light shone through the dark blue curtains.

Her legs buckled, and her knees fell uncontrollably onto the soft carpet with a dull thud.

Su Ruoyun's right hand rested on the solid wood bedside table, her fingertips turning slightly white, and she couldn't stand up at all.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng lifted the blanket, took a long stride out, and put both hands under Su Ruoyun's armpits, carrying her back to bed like a child.

She sat quietly on the bed, while she went to the dressing room, picked out a beautiful outfit for her, and carefully dressed her.

Su Ruoyun was like a dried-up dead fish, having been mercilessly drained of all her moisture the night before.

Huo Jingcheng was amused by her expression, leaned in to kiss her, and lingered for a long time, almost missing his flight.

He drove Su Ruoyun to the airport, but instead of a kiss, he received a small eye roll from her when they parted.

That phrase, "commonplace," is unambiguous; it simply complements the content (highlight the key point).

The next chapter is about a marriage proposal.