fake love

Chapter 188 Reconnecting (4)
Fu Ran's heart was on fire, and Fu Ran stretched out his hand to touch Ming Chengyou's shoulder. He lay still and didn't move, blaming himself for sleeping so hard that someone took advantage of him. Fu Ran raised his voice and called out to him, "Ming Chengyou! "

He was breathing steadily and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

After pushing but not moving, Fu Ran moved her body to the side of the bed, everything was silent, she shrunk her legs and leaned against the edge of the bed as much as possible, the two of them slept in the same quilt, and the gap between them made the heating inside the quilt run out. She turned her back before closing her eyes, and an arm came from her waist suddenly.

Ming Chengyou hooked her with a little force and brought Fu Ran into his arms. His strong and powerful chest was pressed against her stiff back, even... between her legs.

Fu Ran was furious and wanted to struggle. Ming Chengyou held her arms tightly with both hands, and his breath blew past Fu Ran's ears, "Don't move around. Don't blame me if you get skinned and boned and stuffed into your stomach."

"It's disgusting."

Ming Chengyou smiled lightly, "Fu Ran, what I asked you to think about during dinner, I mean the truth, let's date."

Fu Ran couldn't remember whether she agreed or refused, she woke up earlier than Ming Chengyou, and her ears were very clean.

The goal is Ming Chengyou's face, which is exquisite and flawless, so smooth that almost no pores are visible.

I didn't look carefully last night, only now did I realize that he was wearing a nightgown with an open neckline, revealing the skin around his neck.An arm was tyrannized around her waist, and Fu Ran stared at his undulating chest in a daze.

Ming Chengyou slept very deeply, which was beyond his own expectations. It was rare for him not to suffer from insomnia. When he opened his eyes and saw Fu Ran's face close at hand, he rested his chin on the top of Fu Ran's head and rubbed it lightly, feeling indescribably comfortable. "woke up."

Fu Ran raised her arms and turned around, looking out of the window, the world was pale.

Ming Chengyou's chin repeatedly turned in the socket of her neck, Fu Ran reached out and patted his forehead, "Don't move."

There is a reaction somewhere. Don't tell her he doesn't know.

Fu Ran clamped her legs tightly and dared not move.

When the nurse came in, she saw the two lying on the bed, and they froze in place. Ming Chengyou turned his head, with displeasure hidden between his brows, "Don't you know to knock when you come in?"

"Yes, sorry, I forgot."

Nurses are used to shuttling in ordinary wards, so there is no such rule there.

Fu Ran slammed his elbow on his abdomen as if he was stepped on his tail, "Go down, go down."

"Where are we going to start?" Ming Chengyou grabbed her hand, "Do you know if it's broken?"

The two huddled together in the same quilt, the nurse only saw that the quilt couldn't move up and down and was pressed back, she stopped, and wanted to speak in embarrassment, but she was afraid of disturbing Ming Chengyou's leisure and elegance and being bombarded, Fu Ran blushed little girl The face wanted to hit him with the pillow again.

Ming Chengyou lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the nurse coughed a few times, took out the drip bottle and walked to Fu Ran's bed, "Today is still three bottles, same as yesterday, anti-inflammatory."

Seeing that the nurse was about to start, Ming Chengyou pressed down on the corner of the quilt with one leg, leaned over and covered Fu Ran's eyes with the palm of his hand, "Like a child, be good, it doesn't hurt like a mosquito bite."

"Puchi—" the nurse couldn't help laughing.

Fu Ran stretched out his hand to break Ming Chengyou, and really fooled her like a three-year-old child. The nurse pulled the back of her hand and inserted the needle deftly. Ming Chengyou let go of his hand and stood up. Comfortable at home."

Fu Ran put her hand on her chest. Today, she changed her hand to give the needle. The nurse walked out of the ward. Ming Chengyou also changed his clothes after washing, "Do you still want to eat porridge?"

Appetite improved a lot, Fu Ran shook his head.

Ming Chengyou picked up the phone in the ward and dialed it. After a while, a dining car pushed in. It was the breakfast in the hospital cafeteria, which was rich and nutritious.

Fu Ran was hungry, so she stood up and thought of something. She looked at Ming Chengyou's busy figure. There was the fragrance of his washing in Fu Ran's nose. It was refreshing. She leaned back, " You eat it, I won't eat it."

"Didn't you say you were hungry just now?" Ming Chengyou put the breakfast on the table.

Fu Ran pursed her lips tightly and said after a while, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Ming Chengyou suddenly realized, "There is mouthwash in the bathroom, I'll get it for you."

"No need," Fu Ran got up to lift the quilt, "Help me hold the drip bottle, I'll go there by myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Ming Chengyou walking to the bathroom, and when she came out, she had mouthwash and two cups in her hand.

Fu Ran reached out to pick it up, Ming Chengyou handed her the mouthwash, Fu Ran simply rinsed his mouth, the empty cup in Ming Chengyou's hand touched her lips, Fu Ran looked up at Ming Chengyou hesitantly, she obediently put the mouthwash He spat out the saliva, and then rinsed his mouth with the warm water in Ming Chengyou's other cup.

When Ming Chengyou came back from the bathroom, he saw that Fu Ran was picking up a steamed bun with his chopsticks and was about to stuff it into his mouth. He strode forward and wiped the towel off her small face. Fu Ran clamped the steamed bun tightly, " What are you doing?"

"Dirty, don't wash your face and eat."

Fu Ran closed her eyes and let him wipe her face meticulously and earnestly. Ming Chengyou took the chopsticks from Fu Ran's hand and wiped her fingers with a hot towel. "The other hand."

Fu Ran was so obedient that she stretched out her hand with the drip inserted.

Ming Chengyou avoids the back of his hands, hangs his head, his brows are wide open, and his delicate facial features are still outstanding. The corners of Fu Ran's tightly pursed lips are involuntarily raised, and the hardness accumulated in his heart for more than two decades is gradually softening.

"What are you smirking at?" Ming Chengyou smiled, and handed the chopsticks to Fu Ran.

"You're stupid." Fu Ran didn't look at him, and started eating by herself.

After hanging up the three bottles of water, at least in the afternoon, Fu Ranbai leaned on the head of the bed bored, and she suppressed a smile when she saw Ming Chengyou busy tidying up. She said last night that he would do it by himself, but he really didn't do it for others anymore.

"Go to the company, I'll go back by myself after hanging the water."

Ming Chengyou was wiping his hands with a towel, "The company has nothing to do today, and I don't know if Uncle Song will let you out of the hospital later."

Fu Ran raised her hand, "I want to go back no matter what, I don't want to stay here anymore."

When the rounds approached, Dr. Song came in and stood in front of Fu Ran's bed to observe the meeting. He nodded, "Well, you can leave the hospital after hanging the water."

(End of this chapter)