fake love

Chapter 148: Ming San Shao’s Rascal Nature (2)
Heping Man carefully let Song Zhi into the back seat of the car, while Fu Ran walked around the trunk to the driver's seat.

As soon as she opened the car door, the phone in her bag rang.

Ming Chengyou saw her rummage through, Fu Ran took out her phone and saw that it was his call on the screen.

She looked around to make sure that Ming Chengyou was not in sight. He was far away and did not see the hesitation on Fu Ran's face.

"Xiaoran?" Song Zhi raised his voice.

"Oh." Fu Ran didn't press it down, let alone connect it, she put the phone back in her bag.

The night was like black ink to hide the glare of the red Audi car, the car drove out of the hotel entrance, and then quickly disappeared from Ming Chengyou's sight.

He put the phone on the window sill and redialed several times in a row, but Fu Ran didn't answer any of them.

Kuang Zi called him over to play, Ming Chengyou was in a low mood, and the table was full of delicacies from mountains and seas, but a plate of fried rice was out of place. It was placed in front of Ming Chengyou's seat, and no one moved a chopstick.

The manager finally sent Fu Ran away, and walked into the box to return to his life.

Ming Chengyou picked up the chopsticks, picked one up and put it in his mouth. In fact, the taste must be good, after all, it is a century-old shop, but thinking of Fu Ran's repeated actions just now, Ming Chengyou threw the chopsticks angrily, "What kind of broken thing, really! Who deserves what stuff."

The manager stood beside him, more and more afraid to speak.

Seeing that Ming Chengyou was in a bad mood, how could they dare to play?

Fu Ran sent Song Zhi and the others home, but didn't go up to sit again, thinking about going to the bookstore to buy materials.

She parked the car outside Xinhua Bookstore.

Fu Ran will come here when he has free time. Usually, the store will play soothing music to help relax the nerves after a tense day. The soft leather sofa is next to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and you can sit on it and read a book. The bustling commercial street is just outside, and the neon lights are colorful. Clear glass can often set off the monotonous white pages gorgeously.

Fu Ran chose a book and sat at the window, and the background music was "Rain Broken Jiangnan" by He Tu.

This song is often heard in Xinhua Bookstore. Its unique style is between sad and quiet. Fu Ran likes it very much, but he can’t listen to it too much. The first time he heard it, he couldn’t stand it. Tears fell when he listened to it down.

After flipping through a few pages, she got up and planned to change another one.

Rows of solid wooden bookshelves gave off the unique smell of paper books. Fu Ran approached the corner and saw a beautifully packaged novel appearing in her eyes. What attracted her most was the title of the book "Fate to Love".

She stretched out her hand and unexpectedly saw the person opposite.

In the gap between a book, only the corners of the man's mouth can be seen. The lips are very thin and slightly curled up. They are charming and everyone is curious. Fu Ran stretched out his hand and pulled out the book next to him. The outline of the man's face seemed to be clear. , After taking out three books, Fu Ran was almost overwhelmed by the suddenly enlightened sexiness and beauty.

Because the person standing opposite is Ming Chengyou.

It's also her luck that she can see the number one handsome man in Ying'an City if she wants to look around.

Fu Ran was stunned for a moment, then put the books back one by one.

Holding the copy of "Fate Lai Affection" in her hand, she walked quickly to the original window. It was not easy to get a seat because there were so many people at this time.

Fu Ran opened the pages of the book, suddenly reached out with one hand, and lifted the book in her hand, "Is there an affair?" Ming Chengyou immediately squeezed beside her, and a big man squeezed into the sofa that could only accommodate one person. , Fu Ran's back hurts from being squeezed.

"You Ran, is there a dye?"

Ming Chengyou was thoughtful.

Fu Ran closed the book, trying to get up at the waist, and Ming Chengyou blocked Fu Ran's chest with his hands. His palms fell on the handle of the sofa, his eyes squinted at her, and his voice changed, clearly displeased, "I'll call you why do not you answer."

He wanted to see what excuses she could make.

Fu Ran hid behind Ming Chengyou, with a frustrated tone, "I turned on the mute, and I didn't hear the phone in my bag."

"Really?" That's fine, I have the ability to open my eyes and tell nonsense.

She was sitting upright, "What do you want me to do?"

"Is that what you mean by the fried rice brought by the store manager?"

Fu Ran couldn't figure out the mystery hidden in Ming Chengyou's words, she considered how to speak.

"Yes, yes, no, no, why so much hesitation?"

"Yes, is it a matter of courtesy?"

Ming Chengyou sighed, her waist sank back, Fu Ran was pressed by him, and her chin had to rest on Ming Chengyou's shoulder.

"I've finished eating." He said again without thinking.

"Oh." Fu Ran didn't know how to answer, please stop pressing her down?Good weight.

Ming Chengyou grabbed Fu Ran's hand and pulled it over. She hurriedly pulled it back. He held Fu Ran's hand and pressed it to his stomach, "It's your stomach's fault. It's all your fault."

Is it?

Fu Ran saw that he was in high spirits just now, so how could he still have a fit, "You can complain to the restaurant."

Ming Chengyou pressed her hand in front of him, resting his head on his knees, staring sideways at Fu Ran, "But you gave me the food."

"But I also spend in restaurants."

"I wouldn't eat it if it wasn't for you to get someone to bring it."

Well, rely on her.

The point is that this action is really indecent. Two young boys passed by with books in their arms. Fu Ran tried to shake his hand, but Ming Chengyou held him back.

"Where are you touching?" One of the boys looked back.

Fu Ran's face was flushed, and when she saw the teasing in the corners of Ming Chengyou's eyes, she reached out and pressed her neck to cover up her embarrassment. Ming Chengyou was familiar with Fu Ran's little gesture, his brows were raised slightly, and his thin lips were drawn up.

After all, Fu Ran is still thin-skinned, and people can't stop turning around, but Ming Chengyou deliberately made his movements ambiguous. She bent down slightly, approached and softened her voice, "Then I will accompany you to the hospital?"

"You are responsible."

"Okay," Fu Ran saw two more people passing by with weird faces, she covered her face with a book, "I'll be responsible for the medical expenses."

"I'm not short of money."

"Then what do you want?" Fu Ran was slightly annoyed.

"Nothing."

Sitting dryly for about ten minutes, Fu Ran couldn't break free. Ming Chengyou would be easy to deal with if it was someone else, who could be forced to retreat with just a face or a few harsh words. But he is invulnerable.

(End of this chapter)