fake love

Chapter 187 Reconnecting (3)
The corners of her mouth gradually widened, and she actually smiled, "I didn't mean to laugh at you, really, why are you guilty?"

Ming Chengyou turned around, turned on the warm water to wash the dishes, "Why should I be guilty?"

Fu Ran walked to his side wearing slippers. The bowls and a lot of things were all placed in the sink. Fu Ran pointed to one of the bowls, "It's not washed like this."

She poked the back of Ming Chengyou's hand with her index finger, wanting to show him a demonstration. He took advantage of the opportunity to hold Fu Ran's finger with his big palm, and pushed her forehead with the other hand, "Go out."

Greasy hands.

Fu Ran shouted, "My face, what are you doing!"

After Ming Chengyou cleaned up, he searched around but did not see Fu Ran. The sound of water came from the bathroom. He walked to the door and saw Fu Ran washing his face with warm water in one hand. drenched.

Ming Chengyou squeezed to Fu Ran's side, "What are you doing?"

"It's so dirty, my face is all greasy." Fu Ran closed her eyes, and when she looked up, Ming Chengyou realized that her chest was also wet.

"What are you struggling with as a sick patient?" Ming Chengyou patted her hand away, "I'll wash it for you."

"Need not."

Fu Ranke still remembered that he had only washed the dishes with his hands.

"I washed it with hand sanitizer." Ming Chengyou turned on the tap, Fu Ran shook his head stubbornly, and closed his eyes to reach for the towel.

Ming Chengyou simply touched her cheeks with both hands, "Yes, I feel clean myself."

"Ming Chengyou."

"What are you shouting about, let's wash it again." Ming Chengyou grabbed Fu Ran's arm and pulled her back to the sink, and gently pressed the back of her neck with the other hand, "Low down."

Fu Ran held his breath, but Ming Chengyou's movements were unexpectedly gentle. He pinned Fu Ran's hair back and took a towel for her to wipe off the water stains on her face. One wipe clean.

She opened her eyes, took the towel and walked out. It was not too late at this time. Fu Ran stood in front of the window in the ward and looked out. He opened the curtains and heard footsteps, but saw that he seemed to have taken a bath and put on the newly bought pajamas.

Her complexion changed slightly, and her small face was almost twisted into a ball, "I don't need an IV at night, you can go back."

"It's as comfortable as a hotel here. I won't leave. Besides, it's still snowing outside. Are you responsible for the accident?" Ming Chengyou shook his head, and the water splashed on Fu Ran's face. He stood still in front of the window, the snowflakes still rustling It rustles down, covering up the original noise and prosperity of the city, and restoring everything to its true colors.

"Then you can open another room."

"Oh," Ming Chengyou said with a barely audible smile, "It's really like a hospital is a hotel. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you as a patient. Besides, there is more than one bed here," Ming Chengyou pointed Looking at the door, "There is still Zhang in the lounge outside."

Hearing this, Fu Ran had no choice but to give up, even if he tried to argue with him, he would not be able to get anything good.

After being hung in the water, the pain in the arm was no longer obvious. Fu Ran sat on the sofa watching TV. Ming Chengyou took the remote control to adjust the channel. "A Niang Envoy Biography".

Ming Chengyou took a look, "What does the title mean?"

Fu Ran didn't bother to explain to him, "You don't like watching Korean dramas."

Ming Chengyou took the fruit knife, found an apple and began to peel it, "Watching serial dramas is the most annoying, let's tune the channel."

Fu Ran crossed her knees and put the remote control behind her waist, "I am a patient."

He obediently stopped talking, and only dealt with the apple in his hand very seriously. Fu Ran glanced at it secretly. Romance novels always describe the handsome hero who peels the apple off completely for Bo Hongyan's smile. Affectionately said to the heroine, "Honey, this is like our love, it will last forever."

But who can tell her whether Ming Chengyou is peeling the apple or peeling the core? He looks very serious with his head down. Ming Chengyou suddenly raised his eyes and collided.

Seeing him let go of the fruit knife in his hand, Fu Ran raised his right hand, "Here."

It's not an exaggeration, and it's not that she wants to compromise his standards, but there is really an apple core left.

Ok.

Fu Ran took it, "Thank you."

It happened that she had a full stomach and could serve as fruit after meals.

Fu Ran watched TV for a while, and seeing the time passing by, she left Ming Chengyou aside and went back to the bed. Apart from the deep voice of the male host of Animal World after the channel was tuned, there was almost no other movement in the room.

Fu Ran rolled up the quilt tightly and closed her eyes.

It is said that Xueluo is silent, but in fact, as long as you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of snow falling.

Although there was heating in the room, Fu Ran could still feel her body tremble when Ming Chengyou lifted the quilt and squeezed in. She opened her eyes sensitively and said sharply, "What are you doing?"

Ming Chengyou reached out and hugged her tightly, "It's cold outside, but it's better to be under the blanket."

"There are beds in the lounge."

"But no one warmed my bed."

When Fu Ran heard this, she straightened up angrily, picked up the pillow with her right hand and beat him, "Do you regard me as someone who warms your bed?"

Ming Chengyou reached out to block it, "I was wrong."

He snatched the pillow that Fu Ran was holding, "Your hand is still injured, don't mess around."

"Go down."

"I won't touch you."

Fu Ran raised his leg, Ming Chengyou was caught off guard and almost fell off the bed, Fu Ran stretched out his uninjured hand and pushed him, "Get down!"

This was the first time he was kicked off the bed by a woman.

Ming Chengyou had no choice but to go back to the sofa and continue watching TV.

Fu Ran no longer believed in him, she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, seeing that he was honest, she couldn't resist the onset of drowsiness in the end.

In the second half of the night, she vaguely heard that the snow was still falling, but her ears were much clearer, and the sound of the TV was gone. She fell into a fuzzy sleep and guessed that Ming Chengyou had also gone to sleep.

Fu Ran was careful about the injury to her arm in her sleep. She turned over and felt a scorching breath on her neck. She opened her eyes vigilantly. Even though the ward was pitch black, she could still feel that there was someone lying beside her.

(End of this chapter)