fake love

Chapter 219 Spiritual Love (2)
Fu Ran dragged him to the gate, "Don't talk about money all the time, understand?"

"This is the fastest way to solve the problem." Ming Chengyou pointed to the security guard who was cleaning the road. Fu Ran asked him to wait for her in the hall, while he picked up the broom to help.

Fu Ran is sometimes so stubborn that it causes headaches, Ming Chengyou can't help but smile, staring at her back who is seriously sweeping the snow.

He walked over to help, rushing to help her.

The security guard next to him had black lines on his face, and his expression was obviously, Lord, don't you feel powerless if you can't do it.

Fu Ran hurriedly took the scourge of Ming Chengyou and left.

It was the most annoying at night, and Fu Ran also knew that sooner or later she would come to this point, she held down Ming Chengyou's hand, "You said you want to have a serious relationship with me, but you want to abduct someone to bed in a few words, didn't you Is this what love is all about?"

Ming Chengyou couldn't help but bury his face in Fu Ran's neck. After laughing, he turned over and lay beside Fu Ran, with his arms around her chest, "I'm my first love, really, I won't lie to you."

Fu Ran almost laughed out loud, turned around and suddenly met Ming Chengyou's serious eyes, she swallowed her words again, Ming Chengyou's forehead pressed against her neck, "Someday you will sleep with me, tell me Come on, don't make me wait."

Pooh.

Fu Ran pursed her lips, "You treat me like you, full of colored thoughts."

"Spiritual love also requires physical practice."

Fu Ran rubbed against the edge of the bed, "Take care of your lower body, otherwise, you'd better go find a room by yourself."

Ming Chengyou put his arms around her and obediently remained still.

Fu Ran shrank into his arms, turned around and threw his back to Ming Chengyou, then closed his eyes.

Ming Chengyou couldn't fall asleep for a while, he brushed away the shattered hair on Fu Ran's cheeks with his big palm, revealing her clear profile side face, he moved his thin lips to kiss her lightly on her cheekbones, and his arms around her became a little stronger .

Ming Chengyou's chest was pressed against Fu Ran's back, and the resentment and hatred before returning to Ying'an City began to subside unconsciously.

He asked himself, is it true that after liking someone, people will become tolerant?

How could she pull her hand away, her cruel heart, the pain that hit her heart once, why can't it be worth the coquettish anger of her gentle and soft words now?

Ming Chengyou is like this.

It is useless to be reminded him a million times or ten thousand times, if he can see it, he will really see it.But if he wants to fall into it, no one will be able to pull him back.

The next day, I opened the curtains and looked at the mountains in the distance. Sure enough, the snow stopped falling.

Ming Zheng rang the doorbell outside Zhao Lan's room, and the door was quickly opened.

"Mom, let's go down and have breakfast." Mingzheng asked casually, "Where's Xiaoran?"

Zhao Lan hesitated, "Xiao Ran should have stayed in her room last night."

The two were talking, when the door of Fu Ran's room was opened unexpectedly, and Ming Chengyou led Fu Ran out. Apparently, Fu Ran was still full of bed gas, walking very slowly, and rubbing his eyes with his hand.

Mingzheng's eyes turned cold, but he quickly collected his emotions and said to Zhao Lan, "Let's go."

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon before the news came that we could go down the mountain.

The guests trapped in the hotel finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Ran followed Ming Chengyou to the place where she parked. If Zhao Lan told them to drive carefully, Ming Chengyou opened the driver's seat impatiently and took the key from Fu Ran. He coaxed the accelerator and turned the car around.

"Slow down," Fu Ran buckled up her seat belt, "Beware of slippery roads."

"Fu Ran, don't let me know that you do this kind of thing again."

She turned around and stared at Ming Chengyou's side face, "Aunt Zhao now knows that the cemetery is in Qingshan, so she won't bother me anymore, but you better not tell your mother about this."

Ming Chengyou hummed softly.

"I told you not to get involved, what are you doing with others?"

"Think about it, if your mother finds out about it again, it will cause unnecessary trouble again. It's something that's finally settled..."

Ming Chengyou slowed down, the tires of the car kept skidding, "If she can get in through the guards, it's her own skill."

Fu Ran is happy, it's a trivial matter, Zhao Lan can see her way of 'buying' people, so she will always follow the same way, right?
"By the way, where is your car parked?"

"I called Han Jun yesterday to drive back." Ming Chengyou looked at the direction arrows erected on both sides of the road, "Stop at the foot of the mountain for others to draw the staff?"

Fu Ran put her head on Ming Chengyou's shoulder. The mountain road was difficult to walk. She could imagine it without looking. ?”

"It's nothing." She leaned on him lovingly, squinting her eyes and letting the soft music linger in her ears.

Back at Fu's house, it was almost five o'clock in the evening.

Ming Chengyou said that Li Yunling must be in a hurry at home and wanted to go back quickly, but Fu Ran didn't leave him behind and hurried upstairs to get the gift.

Ming Chengyou weighed the bag, "What's in it?"

"Let's go back and see," Fu Ran retreated to the side of the road, "drive back."

Ming Chengyou casually put the bag on the passenger seat and started the engine after seeing Fu Ran walk into the gate.

Halfway through the car, I got a call.

In fact, he could tell who it was just by listening to the ringtone.

Ming Chengyou lightly pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, feeling inexplicably irritated, he took out his phone and connected it.

You Yingrui's cautious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Chengyou."

"What's up?"

"Is it convenient for you now?" You Yingrui was afraid that he would say something else, "I'm going to Italy soon, would you like to see you at night? I want to give you your birthday present as soon as possible."

Ming Chengyou's expression was dimmed by the prematurely turned on street lamp, "You wait for me at the gate of the community, and I will pick you up."

"it is good!"

You Yingrui was waiting outside the community with a bag in her hand. She saw a red Audi approaching. She didn't pay attention at first, but then she saw the license plate number and vaguely remembered it belonged to Fu Ran. Before she could take a closer look, the car had parked firmly Beside her, Ming Chengyou was afraid of being followed by reporters, "Get in the car."

(End of this chapter)