Dyed

Under the flesh-colored stockings, you can see the red palm prints on the white legs.

Ming Chengyou glanced at Fu Ran with disdain, and settled on her bare right foot, "You go home like this, and if you are seen by the Empress Dowager Cixi, you are dead!"

The Empress Dowager Cixi he was talking about was Li Yunling.

Putting on a pair of shoes that Ming Chengyou randomly picked out for her in the shop, Fu Ran adjusted her clothes, and it was almost early morning when she returned to Yiyun Capital.

Ming Chengyou drove the car into the garage, but fortunately Li Yunling had already returned to his residence, otherwise he would have to chatter again.

Fu Ran didn't expect the man's hands to be so strong. When he returned to the room, his left leg was still aching, and the red marks on his palms became more and more obvious against the white skin.

She was limping, and when she went out, she saw that the suit of clothes that Ming Chengyou casually changed and threw on the ground had disappeared. It seemed that Butler Xiao moved fast enough.

Ming Chengyou casually undid the two diamond buckles, and the platinum cigarette case was thrown on the bedside table together with the lighter. His left hand rested lightly on the back of his head, and his right hand stretched out from the edge of the bed, "Hey, it was really early when you left Fu's house, they didn't Keep you for dinner?"

"Seeing that you didn't go back with me, what did you leave me for?" Fu Ran stood in front of the window.

Ming Chengyou smiled slightly, "The irony in this statement is really heavy. After all, I can only be regarded as half a son-in-law, and you are their apple of the eye."

Yeah?Fu Ran raised her eyebrows inadvertently, she thought of the woman named Fu Yingrui once, look at how well the name was chosen, like a stamen, if it wasn't for bad luck, she would have been held in the palm of her life all her life.

"Can we change the subject?" After Fu Ran finished speaking, she sat down on the other side of the bed.

Ming Chengyou raised his leg and lightly kicked her waist, "Hey!"

Fu Ran's whole body was sticky, and she wanted to get up to take a bath.

"I'm hungry, go to the kitchen and make me something to eat." As expected of Third Young Master Ming, he spoke in a Jianggui commanding tone.

"Get you some snacks."

"No, I don't eat unnutritious food."

Fu Ran went to the bathroom to take a bath first. When the moderately warm water washed over her whole body, or it might have been cold for too long, she instantly felt surrounded by warmth, her skin was fragile and flushed, and mist condensed in the huge room, and even her eyes followed Vague.

She dried her hair in front of the mirror, her chest was only tightly wrapped in a white towel, and before she had time to change into her pajamas, the mirror surface was like a drawing board that didn't need to be carved. Fu Ran stretched out her finger and wrote two words on it.

There was an unspeakable strangeness in her heart, she stared at those two words in a daze.

"Bang bang bang—" came the knock on the door, "Are you ready?"

"It'll be fine soon." Fu Ran immediately withdrew her nerves.

Ming Chengyou uttered a low curse, and he didn't know what he was talking about. As soon as Fu Ran's palm touched the clothes on the shelf, he saw the bathroom door was pushed open, and the knot tied by the bath towel had been opened by her. With a ring on his chest, "How did you get in?"

Ming Chengyou glanced at it indifferently, and Fu Ran followed his gaze to the door, "Do you have a spare key?"

As Ming Chengyou walked, his hands were busy unbuttoning, "This is my home, do I want anything? Don't be on guard against me like a wolf, I slept on the same bed with you and didn't touch you, let alone here..."

He took off his shirt, turned around as if thinking of something again, "By the way, I still remember what you said to my mother, did you really do it with someone else in the bathroom?"

Fu Ran picked up her clothes and walked out.

"Get me something to eat!"

The door clanged shut.

Ming Chengyou untied the belt, and his eyes suddenly swept across the mirror. The words left by Fu Ran were already blurred, and the water vapor at the end of the characters turned into water droplets, which were winding and falling. He couldn't help approaching, and whispered .

brother.

The man's eyes were half stared. Although he didn't care about getting engaged to Fu Ran, he still knew that she was the only daughter of the Fu family.

Who is this brother referring to?love brother?

Ming Chengyou's gloomy eyes flashed a sneer, and his palm stroked the mirror, and after the missing part, his face was reflected.

After taking a shower, he walked downstairs while tying the belt of his bathrobe, just as Fu Ran's figure bent over to look for something came into his eyes, "What are you looking for?"

"Do you have a face?" She didn't lift her head.

Ming Chengyou pulled away the beautifully carved mahogany dining chair, "Where do you think this is? Besides, I don't eat that kind of thing."

Fu Ran opened the refrigerator, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"First, rinse your mouth with a bowl of shark's fin."

Fu Ran took out a tomato and two eggs, and she saw Longxu noodles in it. Ming Yunfeng sometimes had breakfast here. He loves pasta, so the thoughtful housekeeper Xiao will naturally prepare it properly.Ming Chengyou tapped the table with his index finger, completely looking like an old man, "Hurry up!"

Fu Ran was busy in the kitchen for a while, and after a while, he turned off the fire, and brought out two steaming bowls of noodles from the kitchen, and placed the extra bowl in front of Ming Chengyou.

He didn't care about it anymore, maybe he was really hungry, so he picked up the chopsticks and started eating without saying a word.

Fu Ran took care of dinner casually, and she was also very hungry. Her hair was not tied up, and as she bent down, her black hair slipped down like silk. She had to hold down her hair with her left hand. The side face is presented in front of people.

Her eyebrows are like those of a distant mountain, her facial features are small and exquisite, and her skin is very good. Even without makeup, she is superior to others. Ming Chengyou flicked from the corner of her eye, and unconsciously, her chewing movements slowed down.

Fu Ran didn't notice, and continued to eat the noodles in the bowl.

He remembered what she said in the car, her expression, she was so helpless that people dared not approach her, Fu Ran picked up the bowl, drank two mouthfuls of soup, Ming Chengyou narrowed her eyes, she really didn't look like the Fu family Missy.

After filling her stomach, she was ready to go upstairs.

"Wait," Ming Chengyou clasped her wrist, "I haven't finished eating yet."

"I'm sleepy, go to bed first."

"No, sit down for me."

He ate elegantly, so his speed was extremely slow. Fu Ran rested her elbows on the table and yawned again and again. After finally waiting for Ming Chengyou to get up, she didn't even have the strength to lift her legs.

Going up the stairs with half-closed eyes, after returning to the bedroom to wash up, Fu Ran fell headlong on the big bed.

In the early hours of the morning, there happened to be a ball game, and Ming Chengyou turned up his voice very loudly. He didn't seem to know how to take care of her. Fu Ran tossed and turned, his mind was buzzing, so he had to burrow his head into the bed.

While drowsy, he seemed to hear the sound of a phone call next to him.

"What's the matter, look, you bastard lost again in the penalty shoot-out, tomorrow I'll be fascinated by you..."

Fu Ran turned over unconsciously, opened her apricot eyes, and vaguely saw that the bedside lamp was still on, and the light set off the man's radiant face. No wonder Ming Chengyou was known as the most beautiful man. Such a scene, even when she was half asleep and half awake can be confused.

He lowered his eyes and met her unexpectedly. He was in a particularly good mood and said to the other end of the phone, "That's it. See you at 8 o'clock tomorrow night."

Fu Ran heard the extremely noisy sound of the TV, which seemed to be the music after the game, excited and intense.

Ming Chengyou's upper body was nestled back into the quilt, and the distance of one arm was quickly shortened. His firm chest reached Fu Ran's back, his slender arms hugged her waist, and his thin lips pressed against her cheeks. Want me to want you?"

He won the game, so he was naturally in a happy mood. No, it was pitiful to see Fu Ran lying beside him alone, and he had to be comforted no matter what.

Stained, tainted.

This dead man, is he really addicted to calling this name?