Dyed

Fu Ran sat in the lounge, and Fan Xian took the B-ultrasound sheet to find a familiar doctor.

When she just came out of the B-ultrasound room, she glanced at the list. Her baby was very stubborn. Even though she had contraception and was in the safe period, there was a one in ten thousand chance that it would be her turn.

Fu Ran got up and walked to the window with reluctance in her eyes.

There was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, Fu Ran thought it was Fan Xian and the nurse coming.

She picked up the hospital gown that was neatly stacked on the bed and prepared to change it.

Bang - the door was kicked open, and the strong rebound prevented Fu Ran from seeing the coming person clearly at the first time.

With his arms supported, the door was pushed open again, Ming Chengyou suddenly appeared, he stood at the door, his chest heaved violently due to running, sweat dripped down the side of his face, after he shook off his hands, he walked forward firmly.

The evil in his eyes surged wantonly, and could erupt at any time.

Fu Ran hid back, her back against the wall, Ming Chengyou walked more and more hurriedly.

He reached out and grabbed Fu Ran's hospital gown tightly in his hand and threw it to the ground. She walked over Ming Chengyou's shoulder.

Ming Chengyou grabbed Fu Ran's wrist and dragged her to him.

The four eyes meet, the pain and sorrow in his eyes are clearly revealed, Ming Chengyou's eyes are scarlet, the hand that squeezed her wrist is getting tighter and tighter, Fu Ran breaks out in a cold sweat in pain.

"let me go!"

"What are you doing here?"

"What do you say I am?" At this point, Fu Ran could always guess the purpose of Ming Chengyou's visit.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the lounge. Fu Ran grabbed the door frame with his left hand, "Ming Chengyou, let me go!"

As expected, he let go of her, but he didn't even give Fu Ran time to react. Ming Chengyou wanted to put her on his shoulders, but suddenly realized that Fu Ran was still pregnant, so he simply picked her up by the waist and walked out of the hospital quickly.

Fu Ran struggled all the way, his fingers scratched his neck and face with red marks, the oozing blood was shocking, Fu Ran shouted angrily in a high-pitched voice, "Put me down!"

Ming Chengyou turned a deaf ear to her words, he went straight to the parking lot and forced Fu Ran into the passenger seat.

While he was starting the engine, Fu Ran rushed over and scratched at his arm like a wild cat. Ming Chengyou snorted, and a red scratch was immediately visible on his arm.

"Aren't you a cat?"

Ming Chengyou pushed her back into the seat, and then buckled her seat belt.

Fu Ran opened her mouth and bit his neck hard. She deliberately avoided the shoulders, because the pain in the neck became more and more clear. Ming Chengyou struggled hard, but she hit her harder.

He had no choice but to think of an effective trick to deal with her, and directly held her chest with his big palm.

If she doesn't let go, he won't let go either.

Fu Ran let go of her mouth, and stared fiercely at Ming Chengyou.

He pressed his palms on his neck, and the pain intensified. Ming Chengyou turned his face to Fu Ran, "It's because I have developed this ability."

She reached out to open the door. Ming Chengyou had already pressed the lock when he got into the car. He grabbed Fu Ran's hand and drove the car quickly out of the hospital.

The cell phone in Fu Ran's satchel rang again and again, Ming Chengyou simply grabbed her bag and threw it into the back seat.

The car drove all the way to the capital of Yiyun, and there was no one there. Ming Chengyou forcibly took Fu Ran out of the car and pulled her into the house. She refused to leave, so he used the moves he had just done in the hospital to deal with her.

Panting, Fu Ran broke free from Ming Chengyou's arms. The familiar master bedroom was the same as the layout two years ago. She retreated to the floor-to-ceiling windows, feeling uncomfortable in her lower abdomen due to excitement.

Fu Ran stroked her abdomen with her palm.

Ming Chengyou's face remained gloomy, his eyes leaked nervousness due to Fu Ran's actions, "What's wrong?"

"Don't worry about it!" She said bluntly, staring at Ming Chengyou.

He was standing not far from her, and the kingsize bed next to him had truly recorded the love they had. Fu Ran tried to calm down, "What did you bring me here for?"

"Child," Ming Chengyou looked down, "When did you find out?"

Fu Ran didn't make a sound for a long while, but Ming Chengyou asked, "Do you want to get rid of him quietly?"

"I don't need to tell others," Fu Ran emphasized, "the child is my own."

"He's mine too." Ming Chengyou approached.

"what do you want?"

"I want you to give birth to him."

Fu Ran seemed to have heard a big joke, "Why should I give birth to you? Is your wife there as a display?"

Ming Chengyou looked at Fu Ran's face from above. After he was silent, he said indifferently, "She is her, you are you, and I want your child now."

Fu Ran almost didn't think about it, and slapped Ming Chengyou's face with a slap.

With all his strength, five clear finger marks appeared.

"Go ahead and dream, Ming Chengyou, let me tell you, even if you die in front of me now, I will not give birth to a child for you, I will kill him, and then burn the report to you!" Fu Ran never She had cursed someone so viciously, but she never thought that Ming Chengyou would be so shameless.

He seemed to be used to being beaten by her, but he didn't feel much pain.

It's just that the heart is crying blood, and no one can see it after it is broken into petals.

Ming Chengyou suddenly grabbed Fu Ran's arm and dragged her towards the balcony.

She staggered and stumbled behind him. Ming Chengyou hugged Fu Ran with the other hand and pushed her to the front. With both hands on Fu Ran's sides, he was trapped between his chest and the railing.

Fu Ran struggled repeatedly, and he held her so that she couldn't move.

Ming Chengyou firmly held Fu Ran's left and right hands respectively, and pressed them to the sides. Fu Ran struggled repulsively, "Let me go, get out!"

Ming Chengyou let her vent, and the flicking hair brushed against the place where she slapped her, it was more than a pain.

Fu Ran's movements gradually weakened, and finally, trapped in the wall of people, he only had the strength to breathe.

Ming Chengyou stared at the distance without any focus, his undulating chest pressed against Fu Ran's back, no matter how much she tossed about, he would not let go, he suddenly held Fu Ran's hand tightly, and pressed his body forward.

With her upper body leaning out, Fu Ran could see the cobblestone path downstairs.

Ming Chengyou's deep and mellow voice exploded from the top of her head with a sense of desolation and melancholy, "Fu Ran, let the three of us jump from here, and we will die together!"