fake love

Chapter 136 The Elevator Kiss (4)
Fu Ran slid down from the top of the mountain, and Ming Chengyou followed beside her.

She had just mastered the skills but unconsciously forgot her shape. When she fell out, she had no time to think about it. The red ski suit rolled down extremely fast against the white snow. Ming Chengyou's outstretched hand failed to catch Fu Ran. Watching the red streak fly out.

She didn't feel any pain, but she was dizzy and didn't stop until she fell halfway up the mountain.

Fu Ran lay there without moving, looking up at the clear sky through the ski glasses, the air was unexpectedly good, with a chilly freshness, lying there did not feel cold, and even wanted to relax and sleep on the spot last sleep.

A flash of bright red suddenly appeared in the eyes of the man, accompanied by the tension and anxiety of the man, it stopped abruptly. The snowflakes that came over rushed to Fu Ran's face. Ming Chengyou almost knelt down beside her on one knee, and Fu Ran was pulled to sit by him. Get up, "Fu Ran?"

He reached out to take off her hat and glasses, and her black hair spilled onto her shoulders. Ming Chengyou took off the glove and patted her face with his right hand, "Are you all right? Fu Ran?"

Fu Ran only felt her cheeks were cold, but when she came back to her senses, she realized that it was Ming Chengyou's hands that were cold. She opened her mouth to speak, but her eyes touched Yiwang Shenshen who was close at hand. Seeing that she was speechless, Ming Chengyou simply raised Fu Ran's arm and looked closely, "Where did it fall?"

It seems that she has never remembered that anyone cared about her so much. When she fell down and couldn't get up when she was a child, the most she heard was You Zhaofu's indifference, "Get up by yourself, or you will lie here and wait for the big bad wolf to take you away."

When she grows up, she will no longer wrestle, and she will have no chance to enjoy the care of others.

Fu Ran was stunned, his eyes fixed on Ming Chengyou's face, his eyebrows and eyes were still exquisite, as if there were no traces of the past two years like sculptures, Ming Chengyou really thought she had fallen hard, and his voice trembled slightly, "Speak!"

A beam of sunlight passed through his cheek, Fu Ran squinted, raised his arm and brushed his hand away, "I'm fine."

He frowned slightly, "Is it really all right?"

Fu Ran patted the snow stains on his shoulder, and fixed the drooping hair, "Does it look like something is wrong with me?"

"what--"

Ming Chengyou held her down with his arms and fell directly into the snow. Fu Ran was caught off guard and screamed, "What are you doing?"

He put his palm on the ground toward her neck, "It's okay, why are you pretending to be dumb?"

Fu Ran was shivering from the cold, and tried to hide in a hurry, but others thought it was just a joke.

Ming Chengyou bent down and picked her up. Fu Ran sat on the snow with snow on her mouth. The two were wearing thick ski suits. Ming Chengyou hugged Fu Ran into his arms with both hands, and her shoulders were strangled to death by him. Tight, it seems that Ming Chengyou sighed, "I was scared to death."

Her fingertips fell to the ground, and she couldn't lift them up even after trying for a long time, so she had to let Ming Chengyou hug her.

In the evening, a barbecue was organized on the ground floor of the hotel, and round tables were placed in the open air. Despite the cold wind and bleak atmosphere, the atmosphere was extraordinarily lively. Someone was hosting on the stage, and the sound passed through the microphone was a bit harsh, but no one cared. Isn’t it just the atmosphere? ?

Fu Ran sat with several teachers in the studio, and there were all kinds of barbecue and hot drinks, melons and fruits on the table. Since it was outside the hotel and at night, all of them were wearing thick coats This is masochistic.

After the host gave a brief speech, seeing that Ming Chengyou was rarely in a good mood, he took the opportunity to yell at the crowd, "How about letting LVAN sing a song?"

"well."

Han Jun and Secretary Ni also joined in the fun.

Ming Chengyou just smiled and waved his hands. The woolen coat on his body was decent and generous. Many young girls in the company were secretly moved. Even the people around Fu Ran booed together, "Sing one, sing one."

The background music of "After Turning Around" was played on the stereo, and everyone applauded in response to the occasion. Ming Chengyou took the microphone handed over by the host, "I am tone deaf, so it would be more practical to give you a salary increase."

Such a timbre actually said that he could not sing, the host naturally refused to let it go.

"It is said that LVAN's dance moves are also unique, why don't you let us open our eyes?"

Secretary Ni shook her hand holding the hot drink, and the brown liquid overflowed the back of her hand. She raised her eyes worryingly, and saw that the corners of Ming Chengyou's mouth, which were originally shallow, were softening a little. He was 5 at the time, did he get his shareholding through dancing? Give it up?
The host also realized that the atmosphere was not right. Fu Ran looked at Ming Chengyou thoughtfully. Since they were sitting in the back row, she couldn't really see the man's expression.

Secretary Ni and Han Jun looked at each other, Ming Chengyou lost his focus for a moment, and everyone didn't dare to boo again, the scene became awkward.

Han Juan put down the wine glass in his hand, and stepped forward to take the microphone from the host. He changed the topic, and the others were naturally happy to cooperate.

Ming Chengyou sipped his wine, his complexion became darker and darker in the night.

The mobile phone in Fu Ran's hand suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a text message, and the name showed Ming Chengyou.

Press lightly with your finger, and there are two simple words on it: get out.

Fu Ran deleted it and continued to mix in the excitement.

A figure in the front row stood up suddenly, and Ming Chengyou let go of the wine glass and walked towards her.

Fu Ran subconsciously looked away.

The teacher at the same table bumped her arm with an elbow, "I saw the handsome guy in MR teaching you to ski today."

After the last time, several teachers also more or less knew the relationship between Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou. She took a sip of hot drink, "I also saw a young lady teaching you how to ski."

"Ahem——" the female teacher said seriously, "That's an employee of MR, we're called fellowship, understand?"

Ming Chengyou walked over to Fu Ran's table without stamping his feet, Fu Ran's hanging heart settled under the cover of words, "Okay, friendship."

The phone vibrated again, and the glistening white light highlighted Fu Ran's bright face. She glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and it was still Ming Chengyou.

Fu Ran didn't even touch her cell phone, and focused on watching the performance on stage.

After a moment of tension and then a shock, several teachers turned their eyes to her one after another, "Who is it?"

Fu Ran pressed the button to check, and the text message displayed two characters.

She turned her mobile phone to silent and put it in the satchel she was carrying. Suddenly, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulders. Before she turned her head, she heard a voice next to her ear, "Why are you afraid of me?"

(End of this chapter)