Dyed

Fu Ran felt the body lying on her go stiff.

It seems that the whole body is very tense, like a drawn bowstring, which may roar out at any time.

Ming Chengyou supported her face with his hands, and his chest was gradually out of Fu Ran's sight.

He straightened his arms and looked straight at Fu Ran, the anger at the bottom of the pool tore Ming Chengyou.

His eyes became colder and colder, and he said with a livid face, "Fu Ran, you can live a new life if you want, but you must not be with him!"

How ironic, Fu Ran imitated Ming Chengyou's appearance that day, and couldn't help laughing, "Why not? You found You Yingrui, and I have an older brother. Look, I am more suitable."

Ming Chengyou tightened his lips, his face turned pale, "You won't have a good life following him."

"We have hands and feet, can we still starve to death?"

She looked at him with the most compassionate gesture, when Housekeeper Xiao knocked on the door, "Third Young Master, the meal is ready."

Ming Chengyou sat sideways beside Fu Ran, reaching out to lift her up, but she avoided his palm and sat up.

"Go down to eat."

Fu Ran just sat there.

"Housekeeper Xiao, bring the food here."

"Don't overdo it, I won't eat it."

Housekeeper Xiao went back downstairs, brought in the carefully prepared meals, and placed them on the coffee table one by one. They were all dishes of great nutritional value, and they were well matched.

Ming Chengyou took the bowl of rice from Butler Xiao, and handed it to Fu Ran with his chopsticks.

She reached out and patted it off, "I'll starve him to death, okay?"

Ming Chengyou suddenly grabbed Fu Ran's shoulders and pressed her heavily onto the bed. His expression almost lost control, his eyes burst into anger, and he roared, "Fu Ran, what exactly do you want? What exactly do you want?"

Housekeeper Xiao hurried forward in fright, "Third Young Master, Miss Fu is still pregnant with a child!"

"If you are? I just don't want it, and no one can stop me," Fu Ran roared back, "Why are you? Rather than letting him bear the name of an illegitimate child, I might as well send him away as soon as possible."

Ming Chengyou's eyes were full of complexity, he blurted out without hesitation, "Do you want to give the child a home? Okay, I'll marry you!"

Housekeeper Xiao was completely terrified, and watched as the two tore at each other like beasts fighting for food, exposing each other's most painful wounds.

Fu Ran didn't even want to slap her.

"Miss Fu!" Housekeeper Xiao stamped his feet and exclaimed, and the hit on Ming Chengyou was more painful than hitting her on the face.

Ming Chengyou really pushed Fu Ran to the bottom line today, otherwise, she wouldn't have shot again and again.

The marriage that Fu Ran wants will definitely not need a child to maintain.

Besides, she had long since lost that interest in Ming Chengyou.

With a stiff expression and a wolf-like blood in his eyes, he said harshly to Fu Ran, "Are you really going to force me?"

The finger mark on the left side of the face was so bright that it was about to drip, and the dark red blood seemed to seep out at any time.

Ming Chengyou said to Steward Xiao who was standing stiffly beside him, "Give her another bowl of rice."

"it is good."

He stood up and took the mobile phone on the bedside table, "Hey, what happened to the information about Fu Songting I asked you to prepare?"

Fu Ran curled up in the middle of the bed, her hair was disheveled, she stared at Ming Chengyou in disbelief.

The happy picture of Ming Chengyou and Fu Songting playing chess together in his mind before was brutally shattered.

Butler Xiao handed over the bowl, Fu Ran took it and smashed it at Ming Chengyou with all his strength.

Before Housekeeper Xiao had time to remind, Ming Chengyou quickly reached out to block it, and the small bowl full of rice rebounded to the wall and was smashed to pieces.

A spot on the back of Ming Chengyou's hand was red and swollen.

"Miss Fu, how could you do this?" Butler Xiao's face was filled with anger. After all, he had been with him for decades, so he must protect him.

Fu Ran looked away from Steward Xiao, "Housekeeper Xiao, if your daughter is imprisoned here and you want her to forcefully give birth to a married man, do you agree?"

Butler Xiao opened his mouth and said nothing.

Fu Ran's words and deeds made Ming Chengyou's face change after another. She glanced at the wounds on the man's face and hands.

Housekeeper Xiao went to clean up, and Ming Chengyou kicked the broken glass away with his feet.

Fu Ran's legs curled up on the edge of the bed, Ming Chengyou walked to the coffee table and held a bowl full of chicken soup in his hand, and put it to his lips to test the temperature.

He walked back to Fu Ran, she raised her eyes and reached out to pat.

Ming Chengyou grabbed her wrist, stretched out his hand and pushed Fu Ran down on the bed, with his legs straddling her in the air.

The fingers of his left hand grabbed her chin, and the right hand picked up chicken soup and poured it into her mouth.

She gritted her teeth tightly, the edge of the bowl hit her teeth and couldn't find a breakthrough, Ming Chengyou increased the strength of her left hand.

Butler Xiao went over to persuade, "San Shao, don't do this, there will be troubles."

How could Ming Chengyou listen to persuasion, he waved Butler Xiao's hand away, and his movements became more and more rude.

Fu Ran made a fuzzy struggling sound, and the gap between his teeth was pried open. The back of Ming Chengyou's hand holding the bowl became more red with force, and the greasy chicken soup was poured into Fu Ran's mouth little by little.

Since she was lying on her back, coupled with the struggle and Ming Chengyou's urgency, she suddenly choked in her throat.

The fair little face flushed instantly, and the chicken soup in his mouth sprayed onto Ming Chengyou's face.

"Third Young Master, be careful of Miss Fu's child."

Housekeeper Xiao went over, but was thrown away by Ming Chengyou who was on the bed. Seeing that something was going to happen, she quickly turned and ran out of the room.

Ming Chengyou moved away the hand holding the bowl, and stretched it out again after her breathing slowed down.

It was poured all over the neck and chest, and the unique greasyness of chicken soup made the body uncomfortable.

Fu Ran choked so much that his mouth and nose were full, and after he choked suddenly, he couldn't keep up with his breathing, and his whole face turned abnormally red, and the hostility in Ming Chengyou's eyes faded away, and he hurriedly turned away, "Fu Ran! "

Fu Ran stretched out her hand and pushed Ming Chengyou's chest, and she got up with all her strength, "Poof——"

He vomited on the ground, even vomited up everything he ate in the morning.

Fu Ran pressed her abdomen tightly with her hands in discomfort, and after the flush on her face disappeared, her entire face was as transparent as white paper.

At the end of the vomiting, her stomach was completely empty, but she still bent over, as if she was going to spit out all the bile.

Ming Chengyou held the bowl in his hand and stood beside her, Xu was frightened, and there was no movement for a long time.

Tears welled up in Fu Ran's eyes, not because she wanted to cry, but because she couldn't control the pain. Wave after wave, something seemed to rush to her throat, but she couldn't spit out anything.

Ming Chengyou loosened his fingers, and the bowl rolled down to his feet.

He clenched the hands hanging by his side and then released them, his eyes filled with uncontrollable tension, "Fu Ran! How are you doing?"

The hand she held on the edge of the bed was deeply embedded in Simmons, and Ming Chengyou was in a hurry, "Where is it uncomfortable, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Housekeeper Xiao hurried upstairs, found a towel from the bathroom, wrung out the water, and walked quickly towards Fu Ran. Ming Chengyou took it, "Go out."

Butler Xiao looked at Fu Ran worriedly, "Okay."

The floor beside the bed was full of messes, mixed with glass shards and rice and chicken soup, and there was no place to stay.