fake love

Chapter 130 Guess if you did or didn't do it (1)
Fu Ran smashed the pillow in her hand to the center of the bed, she turned around, "Where are my things?"

"what?"

"You don't know when you take it off?" Fu Ran said firmly.

Ming Chengyou sat still, "A bra? I was so impulsive at the time, I forgot."

"I don't want to start anything with you again."

The corners of Ming Chengyou's smiling mouth softened a little, "Even if you go to bed, it's still okay?"

"Yes, purely drunken sex."

Ming Chengyou remembered what Fu Ran said last time when he left this room, "I don't love you, the reason is so simple, two words are enough to slander everything.

His slender legs were straight, and he strode out.

Fu Ran followed and stopped in front of him, "Give me the things."

The white shirt was ironed on her chest, and the two raised red spots were obvious, so she couldn't even think about going out like this.

Ming Chengyou spread his hands, "No."

The tall figure passed her out of the room.

Fu Ran tossed about in the room for a long time, there were new toiletries in the bathroom, she put on a Ming Chengyou sweater, and her legs were bare.Walking downstairs, Ming Chengyou was watching TV, with one leg raised and swinging leisurely from side to side.

Fu Ran held the bag in her left hand, and the white dress was draped over the crook of her right arm. She walked over and threw the dress on the sofa, "You gave it to me, thank you."

Ming Chengyou was noncommittal, Fu Ran walked to the porch and put on high heels barefoot.

"Where are you going?"

She opened the door and walked out, the sharp cold wind came in, her legs turned red instantly, Fu Ran was trembling all over, stomping her feet and walking down the steps.

Ming Chengyou walked out of the living room, "Are you planning to go out like this?"

She clasped her arms around her chest and didn't answer.

He caught up with her arm a few steps and dragged her back, "Your car is not here, do you want to go out and give everyone a free tour?"

Fu Ran picked up the bag in his hand and knocked on his hand, even if he was angry, he didn't speak.The corners of Ming Chengyou's lips tightened, knowing that her stubborn temper was coming up, he flicked it casually, "You were so drunk last night, would I go to bed with a puddle of mud?"

The mouth is poisonous, but the content is still pleasing to the ears.

Fu Ran knew how to assess the situation and obediently followed Ming Chengyou into the house.

He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was just after ten o'clock.

Looking for a sweater can cover the thighs, and the sensitive points of the upper body can be effectively covered. The temperature in the room is constant and does not feel cold. Ming Chengyou pointed to the kitchen, "Let's cook."

Fu Ran frowned more and more tightly.

"Is it worth it to exchange your things for a meal?" Ming Chengyou waved his hand to signal Fu Ran to stand aside, blocking his view of watching TV.

"You can go out and eat."

Ming Chengyou simply supported his head with one hand, rested his elbow on the back of the chair, and slightly adjusted his body to a comfortable angle of inclination. He ignored Fu Ran, and it was up to her to decide whether to do this business or not.

Fu Ran tugged on the sweater and reluctantly walked into the kitchen.

There are all kinds of ingredients in the double-door refrigerator. She took out a roll of Longxu noodles and two tomatoes.

Ming Chengyou said to the kitchen without turning his head, "The standard six dishes and one soup, otherwise I won't eat it."

Standing in front of the open refrigerator door, Fu Ran stuffed the dough back in her hand.

Ming Chengyou's attention was not on the TV. He looked back and saw Fu Ran shuttling through the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up and his two slender legs stepping on slippers. Fried eggs on the ground, cut the chicken into cubes and marinated with seasoning in a bowl.

He walked to the kitchen door and leaned on the door frame to watch her busy.

The long black hair fluttered lightly as she walked around, Ming Chengyou walked over, picked up a ribbon on the refrigerator that came with buying cakes, and he pulled up Fu Ran's hair and helped her tie it into a ponytail.

The ribbons were tied loosely, hanging down the back.

Fu Ran lowered her head and was cutting vegetables, Ming Chengyou came to her hand, "Shall I help you?"

She put down the knife and subconsciously pulled up the neckline.

Ming Chengyou saw that her actions meant that there was no silver 300 taels here, "Do I need to sneak a look at you?"

Fu Ran hung her head in silence, but the neckline kept falling down, "You return the things to me first, and I will cook for you after I dress."

Ming Chengyou weighed a tomato in his hand. Facing the hope in Fu Ran's eyes, he simply put the tomato back on the counter and strode out of the kitchen.

Six dishes and one soup were served on the table, and Ming Chengyou signaled Fu Ran to sit across from him. During the dinner, he kept adding vegetables to Fu Ran. After she was drunk, she felt sick to her stomach, and she had no appetite at all looking at the piles of food.

Fu Ran put a few grains of rice into her mouth, and this place that used to be her home now made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Ming Chengyou's eating is still elegant, she watched him enjoy himself once, it seems that she cooked a bowl of noodles for him after leaving Yiyun Capital.

Fu Ran put down the chopsticks in her hand and sighed, "What exactly do you want?"

Ming Chengyou raised his head, "Can't you see it?"

Fu Ran shook his head.

"I said start over."

Fu Ran shook her head again, "I also said it was impossible."

"why?"

She couldn't tell why, the things between them that she couldn't let go of should have passed, but Fu Ran felt more uneasy than before, "Don't be like this, I'm fine now."

"You'd rather go out and have a blind date?" Ming Chengyou raised his eyebrows.

"Blind dates have become popular in the past two years."

Ming Chengyou nodded while eating, and didn't say a word after the whole meal.

Fu Ran went into the kitchen to clean up, but when she came out, she didn't see Ming Chengyou. She searched upstairs and found him sitting in front of the swimming pool when she walked to the balcony.

Fu Ran went downstairs and walked through the corridor to the swimming pool.

Ming Chengyou's posture was clearly fishing. Fu Ran sat next to her. She looked at his side face strangely. The water in the swimming pool was clear. Where could there be fish?

"Are you fishing?" she asked uncertainly.

Ming Chengyou didn't move while holding the fishing rod. Fu Ran sat down and was about to leave. Ming Chengyou stared at the swimming pool without squinting. "I asked the shop to prepare a set of clothes, which should be delivered here."

Fu Ran stood up and sat back, looking at the fishing line that was swaying due to the wind. How could she feel that she was the fish that was about to be hooked?

(End of this chapter)