Dyed

Fu Ran stared at the numbers going up layer by layer. After experiencing several non-coincidental incidents, she had to believe that Ming Chengyou's mouth was good but not bad.

Fu Ran came to the third floor and saw Ming Chengyou still following behind, "Mr employees are not on the same floor as us, besides, you live in the presidential suite, which is on the top floor." Fu Ran kindly reminded.

Ming Chengyou didn't answer, and sent Fu Ran outside the door.

She rang the doorbell, but no one opened the door for a long time.Fu Ran was suspicious, and pressed the button again.

After repeated several times, she took out her mobile phone and called one of the teachers, "Hello, Lin Lin, where are you?"

"Xiaoran, let's go to another place to play. It is said that there is a same-sex club full of beautiful men. Don't worry if we go there with mr."

"What?" Fu Ran had a chill, paused to think about the business, "Where do you keep the keys?"

"I didn't take it," Lin Lin seemed to be asking his companion, "Oh, it's in the bottle, why don't you come over too?"

"Where are you?"

Lin Lin gave an address, "It's quite far away, and it's hard to find."

Fu Ran lives in the same room as the teacher named Ping Zi.

Ming Chengyou saw her frowning tightly, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't bring the key with me." Fu Ranchu was outside the door, and found a wallet in his satchel for a long time. After looking around, his face was full of disappointment.

"When are they coming back?"

Fu Ran drooped her head, "I said I still want to have fun." These perverts actually went to a same-sex bar to see beautiful men.

Ming Chengyou leaned against the wall, "My room is very big, why don't you stay for one night?"

Fu Ran took the bag and walked forward. Ming Chengyou followed her to the front desk and watched her run into a wall. "Can you open the door for me? My partner has something to go out."

"Hello, can I show my ID card?"

Fu Ran showed embarrassment, "I'm sorry, the ID card is in the suitcase in the room."

The front desk lady put on a professional smile, "Sorry, the hotel has rules."

Fu Ran grabbed the front desk, "Can you open another room for me?"

"You also need to show your ID card to open a room."

Fu Ran was like a deflated ball, she turned around and saw Ming Chengyou, her eyes dimmed again, "Can I borrow your ID card?"

At least get a room and don't have to wait until midnight.

"No loan."

"..."

Fu Ran didn't insist anymore, and planned to wait for them on the sofa in the hall.

Ming Chengyou took out his ID card and threw it towards the front desk, grabbed Fu Ran with one hand and pulled her back to his side. When she saw Ming Chengyou took back his ID card and room card, she didn't give it to her, and just dragged her away.

Swipe the card to open the door, and the tiredness hits almost at the same time.

"Would you like me to come in and sit down?" Ming Chengyou opened the door first and squeezed past Fu Ran after finishing speaking. The room has everything that can be found in a small hardcover suite. Ming Chengyou stood in front of the wine cabinet, and his fingers passed A row of fine wines displayed in the cabinet, "Would you like some wine?"

"No, I'm sleepy." Fu Ran put the bag on the bedside table, the meaning in the words was very clear.

Ming Chengyou turned a deaf ear to it, and chose a bottle of red wine, "Sleep if you want to sleep."

Fu Ran was sitting on the edge of the bed, keeping her head light. She turned on the TV to refresh herself. Ming Chengyou sat on the sofa with a glass of wine, looking relaxed and at ease, as if this was his room.

After a while, there was still no movement from him.

Fu Ran sent Lin Lin a text message asking when they would come back, but never got a reply.

Ming Chengyou leaned up and let go of the wine glass in his hand, and walked steadily towards the big bed. Fu Ran saw that he was heading straight in his direction, with his legs crossed unconsciously, Ming Chengyou rolled towards the center of the bed beside her, holding Use the remote control to tune the program.

Fu Ran sat up abruptly, "It's getting late, you should go back to your own room."

Ming Chengyou rested one hand on the back of his head, and patted his trouser pocket with the other, "I don't have my room card with me, I'll leave it to Han Jun."

"You have an ID card, you can open another one."

"One ID card can only open one room, and the company has a special person responsible for the reservation, and I have nowhere to go now." Ming Chengyou answered as a matter of course.

"You can find Han Jun."

"Just asked, he went home."

Fu Ran looked at the only bed in the huge room, and the man who was sleeping comfortably with his hands and feet spread out.

Having had so much fun during the day, I would be so tired that I just want to take a hot bath. The heating in the room is just right, which is obviously much more comfortable than the lobby of the hotel.

She walked towards the sofa, but she really didn't have the courage to say that she wanted to go out and wait. She sank into the back of the chair, and immediately didn't even have the strength to get up.

Fu Ran rested her hands on the handle of the sofa, her eyelids were pressed down heavily, she thought about squinting for a while, and vaguely heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Ming Chengyou only wore a white bath towel around his waist. His graceful upper body was muscular and powerful, his six-pack abs were exposed in front, his lower abdomen was tight, and his lower abdomen was even more imaginative.

He walked towards Fu Ran with light steps. After she sent a text message just now, she casually left her mobile phone aside. Because the mute was turned on, there was no movement when the call came in.

The screen flickered repeatedly, Ming Chengyou picked it up and looked at it, it was Ming Zheng.

Without hesitation, he pressed the call button with his finger. Ming Chengyou stuffed the phone behind one of the pillows. He raised his voice to wake Fu Ran up, "Fu Ran, wake up."

She slept soundly, and woke up reluctantly after being nudged by Ming Chengyou, half of her face was resting on the back of her hand, and there were red marks, her eyes were narrowed slightly, and her sleepy look was charming, "What are you doing, I'm sleepy."

"Go take a shower first." After Ming Chengyou finished speaking, he pulled her up, not giving Fu Ran time to react, "I'll wait for you to sleep together."

Fu Ran was stunned by these words, she looked around, "You..."

Ming Chengyou took her to the bathroom door, and pushed Fu Ran in forcefully. He covered the door, and through a small gap, Fu Ran reached out to block the door panel, "Why are you still here?"

The bathroom is far away from the sofa, Ming Chengyou withdrew his hand, "Don't worry, you won't see me when you come out of the shower, I don't have a spare key for this meeting."

Fu Ran slammed the door shut.

Ming Chengyou walked back to the sofa, took out the mobile phone hidden behind the pillow, and saw that the call was over.

He had just put it on the coffee table when Ming Zheng's phone call came again.

Ming Chengyou didn't connect or cut off the connection. He just put the silent mobile phone into Fu Ran's satchel, and then hung her bag on the hanger, with Fu Ran's own coat in front of it.

After taking a bath, Fu Ran walked out of the bathroom, and found Ming Chengyou hadn't left before passing the sofa.

He was lying on a 1.5-meter-wide Italian sofa covered with a thin blanket. Fu Ran bent over and pushed his shoulder, "Hello."

He was breathing steadily, and seemed to be very tired, with light blue eye circles.

Fu Ran's hand on Ming Chengyou's shoulder hesitated for a moment and then retracted. She stopped for a while, and then walked to the bed. She turned on the bedside lights on both sides. At first, she tossed and turned repeatedly, and finally couldn't bear the tiredness Go to sleep.

Ming Chengyou's tightly closed eyelids slowly opened, and he walked to Fu Ran's bedside.

The lights on both sides formed a halo covering most of the bed, and Fu Ran grabbed the neckline tightly with both hands. Ming Chengyou saw irony in his defense.

With a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, he bent down and sat down on the edge of Fu Ran's bed.