fake love

Chapter 192 The First Love (1)
"I'd really freeze to death if I gave it to you."

Ming Chengyou stretched out his arms to hug Fu Ran, "Are you reluctant?"

She pushed his hand away, "Your habit of hugging others casually is not good."

"Are you someone else?" Ming Chengyou didn't care, "I really don't treat others casually."

Fu Ran walked in front of two conjoined snowmen, "What do you want me to do so early?"

"Is your hand hurt better?"

"Well," she turned her back and nodded at Ming Chengyou, "much better."

"Come out shopping with me." Ming Chengyou moved to her side.

"Don't you have Housekeeper Xiao at home, she will buy new year's goods." Fu Ran stared at the two snowmen, always feeling that something was wrong, she picked up fallen leaves from the ground and inlaid them on their round faces as eyes and mouths.

"I want to go with you. There are some things that Housekeeper Xiao doesn't understand."

Fu Ran knelt down and continued to work, "I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Exactly, neither do I."

Ming Chengyou walked over and picked Fu Ran up. She looked up and saw his neck was exposed. Ming Chengyou was wearing casual clothes today, and his khaki trousers made his legs look slender. She wiped off the snow stains on the scarf she was wearing and prepared to put it back on for him.

Ming Chengyou pouted, "I came from my mother today, and she insisted on me taking it out. I don't like this stuff."

Without further ado, Fu Ran stood on tiptoe, not listening to what he said. She tied the end of the scarf in a knot, and then Shun Ming Chengyou wrapped it around his neck twice. His white fingers made irregular shapes for him. Fu Ran looked at her Masterpiece, "Well, it's pretty nice."

Ming Chengyou lowered her head, her eyes fell on Fu Ran's chest impartially, the movement of her raising her arms made the shawl arch upwards, and the thin gully on her chest squeezed out a warm ambiguity, Fu Ran focused on the movements of her hands, how could she think of the spring scenery Leaked.

"You're wearing this dress again." The tone was neither light nor serious, and it was hard to hear happiness and anger. Fu Ran withdrew her hand angrily, "It's none of your business."

Ming Chengyou's nose turned gray, and seeing Fu Ran pull his face down, he smiled and leaned over, "It's very pretty, especially when I wear it alone."

Can you not be so narcissistic?
Fu Ran tightened the shawl, and Ming Chengyou took her hand and walked towards the car, "Let's fill our stomachs first."

Fu Ran was by his side, but he didn't wave his hand away, and Ming Chengyou didn't immediately notice the difference between Fu Ran's today and the past. Every time he held her hand, she would wave him away, so this time he simply held her hand tightly and didn't give her a chance. .

Ming Sanshao has a habit that I still can’t get rid of. I always look for a good place to eat. Fu Ran sits at the window on the second floor, next to the Gold Commercial Center. The so-called one is hard to find. She stirs the so-called bird’s nest porridge with a spoon , Ming Chengyou on the opposite side ate with gusto.

"Swallow's nest is swallow's saliva, right?"

"Cough——" Ming Chengyou looked away, quickly pulled out the tissue on the table and pressed the corner of his mouth, his narrow eyes looked at Fu Ran, he might have really choked, and his face flushed slightly.Fu Ran scooped up a spoonful and put it into her mouth, "Why is there such a big reaction? I didn't say you can't eat it."

Ming Chengyou coughed a few times, let go of the spoon in his hand, and folded his hands on the edge of the table, "The so-called bird's nest is a hiding place made of swiftlet feathers and saliva gel. Refining..." Ming Chengyou smiled and looked at Fu Ran's face, "You don't feel sick?"

"Isn't it nourishing?" Fu Ran pointed to the bird's nest porridge in front of him, "Do you think I'm like you, since I eat something in my mouth, I don't care what it's made of. I really have to investigate to the end. Few of them are edible. of."

Ming Chengyou made some side dishes for her. After breakfast, the two left the restaurant. Fu Ran was led by him to walk to the pedestrian street. It was already past 9 o'clock, and the two started late.

They wandered aimlessly for a while, Fu Ran felt the sweat on his palms, and felt a little nervous for some reason. This time, his starting point was different from the previous ones. With such a psychological effect, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.Ming Chengyou said something to her from time to time, shuttling through the bustling crowd, he was no different from an ordinary couple.

Passing by a gold shop, the business during the Chinese New Year was surprisingly good, the crowd was busy, Fu Ran glanced casually, and saw Ming Zheng who was walking out with Zhao Lan.

He was carrying a bag containing a jewelry box with the name of the store printed in gold on it. Sensing the slowdown of Fu Ran's footsteps, Ming Chengyou stood still and turned his head to meet Ming Zheng's gaze.

Ming Zheng stared coldly at the interlocking fingers of the two of them, and Fu Ran looked at Zhao Lan who was standing beside him. She had met Zhao Lan twice, once at Ming Yunfeng's memorial service, and the other time when Li Yunling brought him The day he left with Ming Yunfeng's ashes.

In just a few months, a person was able to lose weight to such an appearance, even though he was wearing a down jacket, he still couldn't support it, his cheekbones were prominent on both sides, and his temples were already gray.

Fu Ran couldn't help but squeeze Ming Chengyou's hand tightly, and she raised her head to look at him.

Naturally, Ming Chengyou couldn't understand her struggle, so he smiled back at her, the two sides were at a stalemate, and in the end it was Zhao Lan who broke the deadlock, "Chengyou, are you going shopping too?"

Ming Chengyou's brows gradually twisted, and he only looked at her coldly, without any intention of opening his mouth. The disdain and hatred at the bottom of the pool spread to Jun's face, and Fu Ran couldn't hide his heartache. She pulled her hand away and pulled her lips gently, "Auntie, are you here to buy new year's goods?"

"Well," Zhao Lan seemed accustomed to Ming Chengyou's indifference, "it's rare for Ming Zheng to come out with me."

"That's right," Ming Chengyou interjected at this moment, "Eat it in one go and become a fat man without fear of choking."

Ming Zheng looked away from Fu Ran's face, "Of course, I know best what kind of strength I have."

Zhao Lan reached out and grabbed Ming Zheng, signaling him not to argue with Ming Chengyou, she was full of hesitation, Ming Chengyou turned his eyes away and was too lazy to look at the two.Zhao Lan pinched the corners of her clothes nervously with both hands, "Chengyou, I know that our mother and son are sorry for you, and I don't want to say anything, I just hope you can tell me where your father is buried. I want to visit him during the Chinese New Year. I can guarantee that I only see him once a year, okay?"

Ming Chengyou lifted his chin and looked at him from above, with even more contempt in his eyes, "You? Why do you, and what identity do you plan to use to worship him?"

(End of this chapter)