Dyed

He Ping was closer to Gu Lei. He picked up the cup politely, but saw Gu Lei leaving him and walking in the direction of Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou. Gu Lei put his right hand on Ming Chengyou's shoulder, "Third Young Master, thanks to you , you are my benefactor, I respect you with this glass of wine."

Qin Mumu's complexion changed suddenly, and thanks to the good makeup, she whispered sorry to Song Zhi and walked to Gu Lei's side.

Fu Ran frowned, with hesitation in her eyes, but she didn't ask at this time.

"You are friends of Fu Ran, besides, I haven't done you any substantial favor."

"Third Young Master, you are too polite..."

Qin Mumu signaled the people behind to fill her with juice, "Gu Lei, there are still so many tables waiting for you to toast."

"Okay," Gu Lei held up his glass, "You can do whatever you want."

Fu Ran pressed the corner of her skirt and sat back, "Did you know Gu Lei before?"

"I don't know," Ming Chengyou let go of the wine glass, "I accidentally pulled the thread for him, but it didn't help much."

Fu Ran felt uncomfortable with Gu Lei's previous attitude.He Ping didn't show anything, she and Qin Mumu and Song Zhi had always had a good time.

If they cared about family background even making friends, they wouldn't be able to get together.

Fu Ran was secretly worried, always feeling that there seemed to be something missing between Qin Mumu and Gu Lei.

After the wedding banquet, Fu Ran sent Song Zhi and He Ping home as usual.

At the gate of the community, Song Zhi signaled Ming Chengyou to stop, "We can just walk in, it's troublesome to turn around because of the black lights inside."

Fu Ran got out of the car and opened the door for her, "Walk slowly with your belly out."

Fu Ran returned to the car, looked at the time, "It's really late."

Ming Chengyou started the engine, and the car slid out of the intersection. Fu Ran had worn high heels all day, and her heel hurt badly. She took off her shoes and put them by her feet, stepping on the blanket in the car with her bare feet.

"Tired?" Ming Chengyou reached out to hold Fu Ran's hand.

"Well, I'm quite tired." She put her face on Ming Chengyou's shoulder.

"Fu Ran?"

"What's wrong."

Ming Chengyou stared intently at the road ahead, "I think Gu Lei is a wicked man, it's better to avoid contact with him."

Fu Ran raised her fingers and rubbed her temples, "He was carefully selected by Twilight. I prefer to understand that he has enough ambition. We all hope that Twilight will be happy."

"I hope so."

Ming Chengyou turned his face slightly to Fu Ran, and leaned against her. Fu Ran got up early today, so he would be so tired that he would not even have the strength to speak.

She closed her eyes and took a nap, breathing calmly and reassuringly.

Ming Chengyou kissed the top of her head, she was always like this, doing her best for others, the friendship she thought was in Qin Mumu's hands became a stepping stone for Gu Lei to succeed.

Fu Ran didn't know that she was worrying about Qin Mumu's wedding every day, helping to choose the wedding dress in the hotel, and even going to see the wedding scene in person to be at ease.

Ming Chengyou drove the car to the door of Fu's house, turned around and saw that Fu Ran was sleeping soundly, he leaned over and unbuckled her seat belt.

In order to match the dress, Fu Ran unfurled her hair in a rare way. Her hair was still stained with sequins from the bouquet at the wedding scene. Ming Chengyou raised his hand to remove each piece for her. Fu Ran's eyelids moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

Ming Chengyou lowered his body, covered Fu Ran with soft lips and kissed. She was still tired, so she simply closed her eyes and stretched out her hands to hug Ming Chengyou's back.

He stroked Fu Ran's cheek with his fingers, and his handsome face moved away from her eyes, "Fu Ran, do you want to get married too?"

Her eyes fluttered, with her own style, and her eyes were fixed on Ming Chengyou.

If time was turned back to the night she left Yiyun Capital, and Fu Ran's state of mind was changed at this time, she would definitely say without hesitation, I am willing.

Even if Ming Chengyou spoke again at this time, Fu Ran dared to agree while taking advantage of his drunkenness.

He caressed the center of Fu Ran's eyebrows with his thumb, and finally stepped back and said, "It's getting late, go in and have a rest, don't you have to go to Qin Mumu's house for dinner tomorrow?"

Fu Ran's eyes dimmed, he said oh, picked up his bag and opened the car door.

The night wind was blowing, and the days at the end of April had begun to warm up. It wasn't cold, but it was enough to wake her up.

Fu Ran shook her head and chuckled, and said that she was going to have a serious relationship, but why did she have the idea of ​​getting married after only a few months?It must have been envious of Qin Mumu and Song Zhi's happy marriage.

Ming Chengyou watched the back of Fu Ran walking in, he took out a cigarette, although he said he wanted to quit smoking, he never left his cigarette.

He held the cigarette between his fingers, thought about it, and lit it with a lighter.

After Fu Ran reconciled with Ming Chengyou, she hadn't been to Ming's house yet, and she had been apprehensive before, fearing that she wouldn't be able to pass Li Yunling's test.

Fu Songting and Fan Xian urged her several times, and Fu Ran also felt that hiding was not an option. Seeing that she was interested, Ming Chengyou shied away once or twice, and then simply invited her.

Because there was an impromptu high-level meeting on the appointed day, Ming Chengyou rushed back to Zhongjing Haoting without stopping after the meeting. Fu Ran's car was parked at the door, and he went upstairs immediately after entering the villa.

"The presents are all ready, but the time is too fast, I'm afraid I will be rude."

"It's okay," Ming Chengyou said while tearing off his tie. He unbuttoned his cuff buttons and took off his clothes. "It's my wasted time. My mother knows that the company is busy recently. I'll take a shower first. You can help me find a suit in the closet." clothing."

"Okay." Fu Ran followed Ming Chengyou into the room, bent down and picked up the clothes he threw everywhere.She went to the dressing room, took out a set of shirts and trousers and placed them at the door of the bathroom.

Ming Chengyou stretched out his right arm and took the clothes into the bathroom to change.

He was tucking his shirt into his trousers when he came out, "Go get a belt, the one you gave me."

"Oh." Fu Ranfei also ran back to the dressing room, and found the Hermes belt she bought at a glance.

Subconsciously stroking her fingers, Fu Ran spread out her belt and looked inside her eyes, but she didn't find the mr mark she added on purpose.

His footsteps faltered, Ming Chengyou sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to her without raising his head, "Belt."

Fu Ran's thumb passed over the inner side without any trace at all.

She handed the belt to Ming Chengyou, "No one will give you the same birthday present as mine, right?"

Ming Chengyou buried his head and concentrated on the movements of his hands, "What are you talking about, can I just accept the belt that any woman gives me? Don't look at where it is?"