Dyed

Ming Zheng rang the doorbell outside Zhao Lan's room, and the door was quickly opened.

"Mom, let's go down and have breakfast." Mingzheng asked casually, "Where's Xiaoran?"

Zhao Lan hesitated, "Xiao Ran should have stayed in her room last night."

The two were talking, when the door of Fu Ran's room was opened unexpectedly, and Ming Chengyou led Fu Ran out. Apparently, Fu Ran was still full of bed gas, walking very slowly, and rubbing his eyes with his hand.

Mingzheng's eyes turned cold, but he quickly collected his emotions and said to Zhao Lan, "Let's go."

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon before the news came that we could go down the mountain.

The guests trapped in the hotel finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Ran followed Ming Chengyou to the place where she parked. If Zhao Lan told them to drive carefully, Ming Chengyou opened the driver's seat impatiently and took the key from Fu Ran. He coaxed the accelerator and turned the car around.

"Slow down," Fu Ran buckled up her seat belt, "Beware of slippery roads."

"Fu Ran, don't let me know that you do this kind of thing again."

She turned around and stared at Ming Chengyou's side face, "Aunt Zhao now knows that the cemetery is in Qingshan, so she won't bother me anymore, but you better not tell your mother about this."

Ming Chengyou hummed softly.

"I told you not to get involved, what are you doing with others?"

"Think about it, if your mother finds out about it again, it will cause unnecessary trouble again. It's something that's finally settled..."

Ming Chengyou slowed down, the tires of the car kept skidding, "If she can get in through the guards, it's her own skill."

Fu Ran is happy, it's a trivial matter, Zhao Lan can see her way of 'buying' people, so she will always follow the same way, right?

"By the way, where is your car parked?"

"I called Han Jun yesterday to drive back." Ming Chengyou looked at the direction arrows erected on both sides of the road, "Stop at the foot of the mountain for others to draw the staff?"

Fu Ran put her head on Ming Chengyou's shoulder. The mountain road was difficult to walk. She could imagine it without looking. ?”

"It's nothing." She leaned on him lovingly, squinting her eyes and letting the soft music linger in her ears.

Back at Fu's house, it was almost five o'clock in the evening.

Ming Chengyou said that Li Yunling must be in a hurry at home and wanted to go back quickly, but Fu Ran didn't leave him behind and hurried upstairs to get the gift.

Ming Chengyou weighed the bag, "What's in it?"

"Let's go back and see," Fu Ran retreated to the side of the road, "drive back."

Ming Chengyou casually put the bag on the passenger seat and started the engine after seeing Fu Ran walk into the gate.

Halfway through the car, I got a call.

In fact, he could tell who it was just by listening to the ringtone.

Ming Chengyou lightly pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, feeling inexplicably irritated, he took out his phone and connected it.

You Yingrui's cautious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Chengyou."

"What's up?"

"Is it convenient for you now?" You Yingrui was afraid that he would say something else, "I'm going to Italy soon, would you like to see you at night? I want to give you your birthday present as soon as possible."

Ming Chengyou's expression was dimmed by the prematurely turned on street lamp, "You wait for me at the gate of the community, and I will pick you up."

"it is good!"

You Yingrui was waiting outside the complex with her bag in hand, and saw a red Audi approaching, she didn't pay attention at first.

Later, I saw that the license plate number belonged to Fu Ran. Before I could take a closer look, the car was parked beside her. Ming Chengyou feared that reporters would follow her, "Get in the car."

You Yingrui opened the car door and sat in. Her leg touched a foreign object. She picked up the bag and closed the car door. She recognized at a glance that it was the belt bought by Fu Ran.

She put the things in the back seat without changing her face.

"Chengyou, have you been in Qingshan these two days? I'm worried about you."

Ming Chengyou started the engine and drove the car forward, "The mountain is closed, so I can't come back for a while."

You Yingrui nodded, and was too smart to ask any more questions, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No," Ming Chengyou glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the hope flashing in You Yingrui's eyes, "My mother told me to go home quickly."

You Yingrui had to swallow when the words came to her lips.

"have you eaten?"

You Yingrui forced a smile and shook her head.

"There's a nice shop up front. I'll go over and pack some dishes for you to take back."

"it is good."

The road was very short, and it took only about ten minutes to drive. Ming Chengyou asked You Yingrui to stay in the car.

Seeing his figure stepping into the hotel, You Yingrui quickly put the things in her hands on the back seat of the car. She opened the satchel, took out a bag from it, replaced Fu Ran's things and stuffed them into her satchel.

In a panic, a piece of lip gloss rolled down under the seat. She hurriedly bent down to look for it, but she was afraid that Ming Chengyou would turn back suddenly, her groping right hand stopped as if thinking of something, and then slowly retracted.

You Yingrui straightened her hair in the rearview mirror, then sat in the passenger seat calmly and waited for Ming Chengyou.

He quickly came out of the hotel and got into the car empty-handed, "I left your home address, and someone will send it to you later."

"Thank you, Chengyou."

Before Ming Chengyou sent You Yingrui back to the community along the original road, she got out of the car without saying anything.

Ming Chengyou looked at her back as she walked in with small steps, and looked at the rear seat of the car. It was the clothes and tie that You Yingrui had chosen for him.

There is a trash can at the entrance of the elevator in the community. Seeing no one around, You Yingrui threw the bag containing the belt from her bag into the trash can.

She doesn't have to buy the same things as Fu Ran, but she hopes that Ming Chengyou can use her things on her body, even in the name of others.

You Yingrui glanced coldly at the beautifully wrapped bag in the trash can, she was really afraid that Ming Chengyou would fall into it again, very scared, very scared.

After driving Fu Ran's car back to Zhongjing Haoting, Ming Chengyou took the things in the back seat and walked into the villa. He called Li Yunling at the entrance and asked her to prepare her favorite food tomorrow morning and he would go there early.

Ming Chengyou followed the stairs to the second floor, carrying heavy things in his hands, turned on the light in the bedroom and went in. The huge room was cold.

He laid out several boutique bags on the sofa, slid his fingers over the back of the chair, and picked up one of the bags.

Inside was the belt given by Fu Ran. Ming Chengyou opened the bag. Hermès special mark, noble and cold, he took the belt and walked to the bed, when he heard the phone ringing in his coat pocket.

Ming Chengyou walked over and saw that it was Fu Ran's call.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up, and he sat on the handle of the sofa with his legs crossed, "Hello."

"Got home?"

"Well, just arrived."

Fu Ran took a shower and put on pajamas, and was about to go downstairs for dinner, "Is it at your mother's place?"

Ming Chengyou looked around and lay back, "I didn't go, I was too lazy to listen to my mother's nagging, so I ordered takeaway."

"Oh."

The voice of Fu Ran rubbing her hair can be heard on the phone, "Do you like the gift I gave you?"

"I like it," Ming Chengyou brushed his fingers over the platinum belt buckle, "I like it very much."

"Do you feel any difference?" Fu Ran stood at the window, the corners of her eyes softened.

She thought of Mr on the inside of the belt, and her lips were stained with a smile.

Ming Chengyou took a brief look at the style of the belt, "Yes, it's very special."

He thought, what she bought must be different.

When Fu Ran heard this, the smile on his lips spread wider and wider.