Dyed

Youyou welcomed the two of them into the house affectionately, while the uncle and aunt were busy in the kitchen, when they saw Ming Chengyou and Fu Ran coming, they hurried out.

"Hello, Uncle, Auntie."

"Okay, okay, happy new year." Uncle is simple and honest, while aunt is very talkative, "Look, what are you doing with so many things?"

Youyou took Fu Ran's arm and led her to the sofa, "Brother-in-law, you can sit whatever you want, today my sister is mine, you can't be jealous."

"Youyou, you will be 20 after the Chinese New Year." Fu Ran gave her the prepared red envelope, Youyou didn't accept it at first, but Fu Ran still held it in her hand.

Uncle took out the tea leaves from his collection to entertain, and You You kept stuffing snacks into Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou's hands, "Eat, fill your stomach first."

When Fu Ran talked about this younger sister, her words were full of pride, "Our family Youyou is not only good at studying, but also beautiful. Now she is the school belle of No. [-] Middle School. Maybe she can become a star in the future."

"I don't want to be a star," the girl fainted with embarrassment, "I want to study for a Ph.D. The entertainment industry is too unrealistic."

"Yo, this kid has a future." Ming Chengyou was also amused.

"Brother-in-law, in fact, we are very destined. There is a word in your name that sounds the same as mine. May I give you the nickname my friends gave me?"

"What nickname?" Ming Chengyou raised his eyebrows, seeing the cunning in the girl's eyes.

"Yuzu, little grapefruit."

"Pfft——" Fu Ran's lips just touched the rim of the cup, and she hurriedly pushed the teacup away with a smile.

Pointing at Ming Chengyou with a livid face, "You are so talented, why didn't I think of it?"

Ming Chengyou slapped her hand away.

The uncle stopped softly, "You bastard, you are not polite, you are not allowed to talk to your brother-in-law like this."

Between the brows and eyes, there is also a smile.

You You couldn't help laughing, and half of her body was lying on the sofa, "Oh, brother-in-law, don't argue with me, I won't dare again."

My aunt prepared a table full of sumptuous lunch. The dishes in the not-so-spacious living room were delicious, and the steaming heat made my whole heart warm.

Uncle took out a jar of wine, Fu Ran hurriedly got up and said, "Uncle, we brought the wine over, I'll get it."

"You child, have you forgotten the taste of uncle's wine? This is brewed by relatives in my hometown, and it is stronger than those Moutai Wuliangye.

Before the uncle finished speaking, he poured a small cup for Ming Chengyou, "Come on, have a taste." "

He tasted it first, "Well, it tastes really good."

After that, drink it up.

"Drink less," Fu Ran patted his wrist, "This wine has a strong aftertaste."

"My sister feels distressed..."

"Go, what do children know?" Fu Ran habitually pressed her palm to her neck, and Ming Chengyou knew what her gesture meant.

He smiled and held her palm, "It's okay, just a few drinks."

He could see that Fu Ran could really integrate into this family.

Uncle and aunt's enthusiasm is definitely not because of their identities, and such a relationship cannot be pretended overnight.

As the saying goes, a thousand glasses of wine are rare for a bosom friend, and my uncle saw that Ming Chengyou was also a drinker, so he would pour more energy into his glass.

Although Fu Ran was worried, she couldn't dampen their interest. After a meal, seeing that Ming Chengyou was still able to hold on, she felt relieved.

After coming out of You's house, Ming Chengyou insisted on holding on until the people who saw him off went back to the house, then his feet went limp, and his arms hung on Fu Ran's shoulders.

"This wine is really strong, I almost ruined it in my hands."

"Are you okay?" Fu Ran wrapped his arms around Ming Chengyou's waist, and with great difficulty pushed him into the passenger seat. He gently pressed his temples with both hands, and after Fu Ran started the engine, he put his head on her neck, "Are you happy today?" ?"

"happy."

"Is it happier than being in those two homes?" His breath was burning on Fu Ran's neck, and she nodded without thinking.

Ming Chengyou didn't speak any more, the wine had really strong stamina, Fu Ran returned to Yiyun's capital and called Butler Xiao, and the two of them took Ming Chengyou upstairs.

Ming Chengyou was still drunk until dinner time.

Housekeeper Xiao left him a meal, and Fu Ran turned on the bedside lamp to read a book.

When Ming Chengyou opened his eyes, he felt that his eyes were very bright and uncomfortable. He raised his hand to cover his forehead, and his voice was vague, "What time is it?"

"It's almost twelve o'clock."

Ming Chengyou patted his forehead, "Headache."

"Let you show off your abilities."

He turned over and wrapped his arms around Fu Ran's waist, "Didn't I see you happy? Come, rub it for me."

Fu Ran put down the book in his hand, pressed Weiliang's fingertips to his temples, and Ming Chengyou closed his eyes comfortably.

"Take a shower and get up to eat."

He lazily shook his head, but the next moment he pushed Fu Ran down on the bed, "I want to eat you more."

"Get up and take a shower..."

The rest of the words were submerged in the intimate kiss, Ming Chengyou opened her clothes with his index finger, Fu Ran's waist was unconsciously tense, and his lust was on the verge of bursting out.

The mobile phone on the bedside table rang inappropriately, Ming Chengyou frowned slightly, and pressed Fu Ranyu's hand that was about to reach out, "Come back later."

The ringtones just happened to be against him, as if they were urging him to die one after another.

Fu Ran pushed away the man pressing on her, and seeing that the number belonged to her aunt, she felt uneasy as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer, so she hurriedly connected, "Hello?"

"Xiaoran, Xiaoran—"

Even Ming Chengyou, who was close by, could hear the desperate heart-piercing on the other end of the phone, "Something went wrong, Xiaoran—"

Fu Ran changed her clothes in a hurry, and was shaking when she got into the car. She couldn't find the entrance after pointing the car key several times.

Ming Chengyou who followed closely reached out and took the key from her hand, "I'll come, don't worry."

She was sitting in the passenger seat, Ming Chengyou held her hand tightly, and Fu Ran pressed her face to the cold car window.She bit the corner of her lip tightly, but couldn't hold back the tears that flowed out.

Ming Chengyou only knew that something big had happened, he quickly shifted gears, and the black luxury car flew across the boulevard like a ghost, and when people wanted to take a closer look, it had already disappeared.

Rushing to the hospital, Fu Ran opened the car door, caught off guard by the cold wind.

Fu Ran gasped, Ming Chengyou parked the car and walked over to hug her, borrowing his strength, she was able to walk forward.

Outside the emergency room, before anyone saw him, he had already heard his voice. Fu Ran broke free from Ming Chengyou's arms and ran all the way. His uncle hugged his aunt tightly and waited anxiously outside the emergency room.

"uncle……"

"Little dye!"

"What the hell happened?"

"We don't know either..." Uncle was still calm, but there was a lump in his throat, "You You went out for a while and said that a friend was looking for him. We didn't know what happened until the hospital notified us."

The door of the emergency room opened suddenly, and a doctor in a white coat walked out, "Which of you is the family member of the patient?"

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

The doctor raised his eyelids lightly, and looked at everyone calmly, "This is a critical illness notice, sign it."

"What?" Fu Ran rushed over and grabbed the doctor's cuff, "What's wrong with her, she's fine this afternoon, tell me—"

The doctor quickly said blankly, "There are bruises on the lower body, the hymen is ruptured, and the face..."

Speaking of this, his voice faded, "The face is burnt, you sign the critical illness notice, now the more time is delayed, the more danger the patient will be."