Dyed

Zhongjing Haoting.

You Yingrui reached out and handed two hundred-yuan bills to the taxi driver, "You don't need to look for it, just help me take my luggage to the door."

Taxi business at night was not good, and she was naturally happy to meet someone who paid a lot of money. You Yingrui raised her head and looked at the villa in front of her. It was dark inside, and it seemed that Ming Chengyou was not at home.

She told him that it was the daytime flight tomorrow, and she showed up here at night, originally intending to surprise Ming Chengyou.

You Yingrui dragged her only luggage into the garden. She had the key to Zhongjing Haoting.

The key ring danced happily at the fingertips. No one should understand what a bunch of keys means to a woman.

You Yingrui walked into the entrance and took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet. She bent down and stuffed the shoes in. After thinking about it, she took the shoes out and hid them in a secret place.

She said she wanted to surprise Ming Chengyou.

Carrying the luggage upstairs, Ming Chengyou hadn't arrived home yet, You Yingrui stuffed the suitcase into the closet, and there was only traces of one person living in the room.

She walked into the bathroom and saw Ming Chengyou's razors, mouthwash and other items in a mess.

You Yingrui stretched out her hand to tidy up, but she didn't know what the servant was here for, she couldn't do such a small thing well.

You Yingrui went around in the bathroom, one person's toiletries, one person's bathrobe, fortunately, there were no traces of others.

She didn't turn on the lights in the room, nor did she call Ming Chengyou.

You Yingrui walked out of the balcony on the second floor, the night was as dark as ink, and the eagerness and excitement in her heart piled up with the long waiting time.

She wants to see Ming Chengyou right now, even if she can hear his voice and let her watch him.

A car appeared in the eyes, from far to near, to the gate of Zhongjing Haoting, You Yingrui barely recognized it was a red car in the dark.

The people in the car did not get off immediately.

You Yingrui clutched her chest nervously, her heart beat faster and faster, as if something was about to come out.

Fu Ran unbuttoned his seat belt, Ming Chengyou's face was pale, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his originally sexy thin lips were powerlessly pursed into a straight line.

Fu Ran reached out and pushed him, "It's here."

Ming Chengyou's stomach was churning, and he pushed Fu Ran's men away from the car, and he rushed to the side of the curb and vomited violently.

It's just retching, and I can't spit out anything.

Fu Ran got off from the other side.

You Yingrui shrank back, and even though they were far apart, she could recognize Fu Ran at a glance. They were a thorn in each other's hearts, and they could never mind their embarrassing identities.

You Yingrui held back her tears, not daring to let Ming Chengyou and Fu Ran discover her.

Fu Ran strode towards Ming Chengyou and reached out to pat him on the back.

Seeing him in such distress, Fu Ran felt indescribable, "Let me help you upstairs, drinking some water might make you feel better."

Ming Chengyou bent down and didn't move, Fu Ran took his arm and let him put it on her shoulder, Ming Chengyou's eyes were half drunk and half sober, he stared at Fu Ran blankly, seemed uncertain, and called out again and again. He said, "Is there an affair?"

She faltered in her steps, staring at the door, not daring not to turn back to look at Ming Chengyou's face, the hand holding his waist couldn't help but tighten.

Walking into the living room, Fu Ran led Ming Chengyou to the second floor without changing her shoes.

When You Yingrui regained consciousness, there were no two figures downstairs.

Thinking of Ming Chengyou's warning, she hurriedly wanted to leave.

As soon as she returned to the bedroom, she heard footsteps coming from outside the door. In desperation, she returned to the balcony again, and gently pulled the curtains and French windows tight.

At the same time, Fu Ran pushed the door open, and she took Ming Chengyou to the bed with difficulty. Fu Ran turned on the bedside lamp, and brought him a glass of water, "Drink."

Ming Chengyou took the water glass and finished it obediently.

Fu Ran was sweating profusely, panting from exhaustion.

Ming Chengyou raised his face, the twinkle in his eyes turned ambiguous, "Now there is no one else, if you are hot, you can take it off."

Seeing that he was a little sober, Fu Ran said, "Go to bed earlier, I'll go back first."

"Stay here tonight."

Fu Ran was startled, she didn't expect Ming Chengyou to make such a request.

Seeing her unnatural expression, Ming Chengyou smiled and stretched out his hands to support his side, "I mean it's not safe to go back late, there are many rooms on the second and third floors, you can choose whatever you want,"

Seeing that the guarded look in her eyes receded slowly, he added, "Why are you nervous, I didn't tell you to share the same bed with me."

Outside the balcony, You Yingrui huddled in a cold corner, and the conversation between Ming Chengyou and Fu Ran in the room fell into her ears verbatim.

She clenched her lips and thought about it for two years, Ming Chengyou had never talked to her like this.

His tone was ridiculed, but it was rare relaxed.

He said to Fu Ran, let her stay?

Is it going to go that far?So fast.

You Yingrui poked her head out cautiously, looking into the room through the curtains that were not fully covered.

"I don't have to worry about safety when I drive by myself," Fu Ran remained the same, with a beautiful face but a cold expression, "I'm leaving."

She turned to reach for the clutch on the bedside table.

Ming Chengyou stretched out his hand and pulled her to him, wrapped his arms around Fu Ran's lower abdomen and pressed her onto the bed. He pushed his hands to her ears, and the posture of man on top of woman was already set.

You Yingrui felt a sudden pain in her heart, and her vision began to blur.

Fu's dyed hair spread out, and a mass of jet-black beauty spread along the center of the bed. She was so serious that even the tip of her nose wrinkled slightly, "What do you want to do?"

"Fu Ran, I want you to tell the truth."

Fu Ran pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Tell me, do you really dislike me? Since our marriage until now, you have never been moved at all?" Ming Cheng Youjun pressed Fu Ran's face, and the sternness in her eyes made her have nowhere to escape.

Fu Ran thought of the past, the young master Ming at that time.

He once said to the person who bullied her, how dare you ask for help after slapping my wife?

Go as far as you can.

The deepest sentence in her memory will always be what Ming Chengyou said to her, Fu Ran, let's get married.

With dusk in his eyes, Fu Ran stared at Ming Chengyou absent-mindedly.

They were so close that they could sense each other's breath, Ming Chengyou looked into the bottom of her pool, the black color seemed to pull him down together.

He tried to struggle, but was powerless. Ming Chengyou sealed Fu Ran's lips, and hugged her tightly with his hands. With such strength, he wished he could embed her into his body.

You Yingrui covered her mouth with her hand, the tip of her nose was sore, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag and pressed the shortcut key to dial Ming Chengyou's number.

A special ringtone sounded sharply, Ming Chengyou suddenly opened his eyes, and the confusion and disappointment in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Fu Ran also reached out and gently pushed his chest.

Ming Chengyou moved away, and stretched out her hand to pull Fu Ran up from the bed. She stood beside the bed to tidy up, and picked up her bag without hesitation, "You can rest."

After finishing speaking, he almost fled in despair.

The ringing of the mobile phone continued, Ming Chengyou looked up at the direction Fu Ran was going out, You Yingrui shrank her legs, stared at Ming Chengyou through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He didn't answer her call.