Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 92 What's there to be shy about? I won't laugh at you.

Su Ruoyun lifted her eyelids and tentatively glanced at Huo Jingcheng. Her gaze lingered on his face for a few seconds. Seeing his calm and composed expression, her slender fingers unconsciously clenched slightly in mid-air.

Her gaze swept over him, a hint of anger playing on her lips. She hesitated before asking Huo Jingcheng, "What private matter?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow, slowly lowered his head, and gradually closed the distance between them. His dark pupils reflected the girl's beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and he blocked out the large amount of light coming through the corridor.

Su Ruoyun watched as his face almost pressed against hers. Before she could move away, Huo Jingcheng had already changed direction, his sexy thin lips lightly touching her earlobe. His deliberately lowered voice fell into her ear, carrying a hint of seduction and ambiguity: "These are very private words, only for you to hear."

The warm breath wafted as he approached, brushing against her snow-white neck, tickling her and causing a tingling sensation.

Su Ruoyun couldn't help but turn her head, and her arm, which had been hanging in mid-air, slowly retracted and naturally fell to her side. Although she didn't say it explicitly, it was already a silent acquiescence.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng stretched out his long arm and closed the door behind him with a soft "click" as the door latch locked.

He walked past her and went straight into the house, choosing a sofa by the window to sit down. His long legs, encased in trousers, were naturally crossed, his posture relaxed, as if the house belonged to him.

The gentle night and bright moonlight outside the window seemed to fade into the background behind him.

"..." Su Ruoyun.

I feel like I've been deceived by him.

Su Ruoyun slowly turned around, looked at his overly familiar manner, pursed her lips, and secretly rolled her eyes.

Huo Jingcheng witnessed this entire scene.

He bent down and tapped a cigarette on the corner of the table, glanced at her for a few seconds, lit it, and casually tossed the lighter onto the coffee table. With the cigarette between his long, slender fingers, he slowly exhaled and began to speak in a low voice: "Were you waiting for something at the restaurant tonight?"

Before Su Ruoyun could respond, he paused briefly before speaking again, leaning back in his chair and looking at her meaningfully, "Or... let me put it more clearly,"

"Are you expecting something?" The voice was deep and husky, with a slight upward inflection at the end.

"..." Su Ruoyun.

Su Ruoyun felt a surge of anger, gritting her teeth in frustration. Partly because Huo Jingcheng had seen through her thoughts, and partly because of his slightly smug expression.

She bit her lip, her lips turning slightly pale, and blurted out, "Stop trying to guess what I'm thinking."

Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow, his thin lips twitching slightly, his tone carrying a hint of teasing, "Aren't you looking forward to it? Then why did you let me in?"

Upon hearing his words, Su Ruoyun froze on the spot. Her mind went blank as if a pot had exploded. She was furious, and her chest heaved slightly.

"Then get out now!"

As she spoke, Su Ruoyun took a few steps forward, grabbed Huo Jingcheng's arm, and tried to pull him up, but he remained seated and did not move an inch.

Seeing his smug look, Su Ruoyun paused for half a second, furious. She grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at him, yelling, "Are you out of your mind? You're so narcissistic and arrogant. Who's expecting anything from you...?"

The pillow flew straight at Huo Jingcheng's face. She moved too fast, and he didn't have time to react. His handsome face took several solid hits, and he hurriedly turned his head to avoid it in a sorry state.

Su Ruoyun went all out, and the goose down from the cushion fluttered out, the snow-white down swirling and drifting in the air, inevitably getting on both of them, leaving quite a bit of it.

Not content with smashing one pillow, she grabbed another and continued throwing them. Soon, most of the room, centered around the sofa, was filled with downy fluff, like a snowfall. A thick layer of fluff covered the floor, and the room looked a mess, as if it had just been through a world war. Huo Jingcheng frowned, and when Su Ruoyun came crashing down on him with another pillow, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

At the same time, he wrapped his other hand around her waist, pulled her towards him, and with a slight effort, flipped her over and pinned Su Ruoyun to the sofa.

Against the pure white down, there was a girl's beautiful face and jet-black hair. Huo Jingcheng gazed at her, his tone tinged with helplessness and mockery: "What, are you really planning to beat me to death?"

Su Ruoyun kicked her legs like a kitten, but failed to kick the man on top of her. Instead, he easily subdued her legs.

"Let me go, you pervert!"

His large, well-defined hands gripped the sofa armrests, his body hovering above Su Ruoyun. He looked down at her with a half-smile in his eyes: "What are you shy about? I won't laugh at you."

"Who's shy?! Don't flatter yourself!"

"Shameless! All you do is lie. Who expects that? Who wants to hear your private words? Save your lies for fooling other people..."

Su Ruoyun kept talking, and Huo Jingcheng didn't stop her, just looked down at her.

After speaking for a few minutes, she felt her throat was so dry it was almost burning, and her mouth was parched, so she stopped and unconsciously licked her dry lips.

What came into view was a small, timid tongue.

Huo Jingcheng's gaze suddenly darkened, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed Su Ruoyun's chin, his action carrying an irresistible force. Before Su Ruoyun could react, he lowered his head and kissed her without giving her a chance to speak.

It was more of a bite than a kiss.

"Well--"

In the midst of their passionate kiss, their noses collided suddenly. The pain spread from the tips of their noses in an instant, and Su Ruoyun's nose felt sore. A few physiological tears, glistening and clear, slid down her cheeks from her curled eyelashes.

After recovering from the pain, she suddenly raised her hand and clamped it onto his face like a block of iron, her fingers pinching his jaw, the thin veins on the back of her hand showing, trying to force him to let go.

Without hesitation, Huo Jingcheng opened his mouth and took a bite.

A clear bite mark, with the outline of his teeth, instantly appeared on her tiger's mouth. The edges of the tooth mark were neatly recessed, and her skin was tinged with a light red.

Familiar actions and familiar scenes flashed through their minds like a revolving lantern.

As night deepens and the city lights begin to illuminate the small area, their soft glow creates a hazy glow.

tian/舐, ken/咬, si/扯.

The aroma of mint is mixed with a faint tobacco scent.

The air was thick with heat.

Su Ruoyun's eyes widened, her gaze filled with disbelief.

It's him?

Anti-Lu couple