fake love

Chapter 237 The last, the sweetness left in memory (3)
The afternoon sun was warm and comfortable. This climate brought just the right amount of laziness, and sprinkled a little bit on the man's delicate face.

Fu Ran closed the book, the coffee in hand had already cooled down.

She walked over and bent down to push Ming Chengyou, "Wake up."

Ming Chengyou opened his eyelids, grabbed Fu Ran's palm, looked out the window, and found that the sun had moved to the west mountain.

When he got up, he didn't realize that he was in the recliner, and he swayed. Fu Ran took his arm and pulled him up. Ming Chengyou supported the edge of the table with his palm, "What time is it?"

"It's almost five o'clock."

He picked up the book that Fu Ran had read halfway through, "Take it back and read it slowly."

"it's not good."

Ming Chengyou put his arms around her shoulders, "I'm all yours, let alone a book."

The two walked out of the bookstore. Neither of them said that they wanted to ride a bicycle. Fu Ran walked forward next to Ming Chengyou's shoulder. The sunset glow in the western half of the sky was magnificent and bright, and the pale buildings seemed to be dyed. Two shadows Embrace each other tightly, stretching to the distance.

Fu Ran's mood was unprecedentedly peaceful. She hugged the book to her chest, and stretched out her other hand to hold Ming Chengyou.

"Can you see the sunrise here?"

"Of course." Ming Chengyou held her back, "I will accompany you tomorrow."

The people passing by all came from the busy city looking for quietness. Some people were running in sportswear. The natural environment was obviously better than that of the gym. They greeted Ming Chengyou and Fu Ran with a smile. She put the book in the bicycle basket. He took Ming Chengyou's arm and continued to walk forward.

When he was about to reach the door, Ming Chengyou asked Fu Ran to open the door first, "I'll call Kuang Zi first."

"it is good."

Ming Chengyou parked his bicycle against the wall, picked up the phone in his pocket and dialed it.

As soon as the phone was connected, Kuangzi's voice crackled, "Damn, where did you go and leave such a mess behind? You still know how to call, hey, are you okay?"

Ming Chengyou waited for him to vent, and then he said, "I'm not dead, so I'm so anxious, I'm out of the country in an emergency, shouldn't I call you right away?"

The two had a conversation on the phone, and Ming Chengyou saw Fu Ran waving at him, "Chengyou, I'll push the car in first."

"Who are you with?" Kuangzi asked.

Ming Chengyou signaled Fu Ran to go in first, "You help me keep an eye on the company's affairs, I'll be back tomorrow."

"Chengyou," Kuang Zi would only call him by his name when he was very serious, "Are you going to leave Ying Rui abroad? She called me two days ago to borrow money. It stands to reason that you can't be short." What are you thinking about her expenses, don't forget two years ago..."

Ming Chengyou said nonchalantly, "She keeps saying that being with me is not for money, I just want to try, don't worry, she is not stupid, didn't she call you?"

In fact, he just gave her a small warning.

A square blanket was laid in the middle of the huge lawn. It was already dark now. Fu Ran hugged her knees with her hands, and rested her head slightly on her knees. Ming Chengyou was preparing a barbecue in the yard not far away. She looked up , Ming Chengyou bowed his head, the light from the cornice sprinkled the man's entire back, his facial features were engraved, and his movements were delicate and skillful.

Fu Ran was full of smiles, and Ming Chengyou looked up and saw her, a little silly and a little dazed.

The unique grass fragrance of green grass permeates the tip of the nose, which makes people feel refreshed. Fu Ran stood up and walked towards Ming Chengyou, took a brush and evenly spread honey on the grilled wings for him.

Putting the food on the plate in order, Ming Chengyou took the shawl next to her and put it on her, "It's cold in the night, why don't you come out naked?"

Fu Ran tightened her cloak, "It's not cold tonight."

There is still open red wine on the table, the intoxicating night, the intoxicating and fascinating scenery and people.

The night on the island is even quieter. You can hardly hear the hustle and bustle of vehicles, and there are no high-rise buildings, so you won't feel as isolated as in the busy city. His back slammed into her body, Ming Chengyou put his arm around her waist with one hand, and put the other hand on his side.

"Chengyou?"

"Ah."

Ming Chengyou responded, and after seeing Fu Ran for a long time, he spoke again. He stared thoughtfully at the full moon hanging in the sky, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Fu Ran smiled slightly, reached out and touched the side of the man's face very lightly, "Call you, see if you are here."

Ming Chengyou immediately held Fu Ran's hand, "If I want to leave one day, I will definitely come back here."

"What are you doing leaving?" Fu Ran raised her face, but her gaze was still fixed in the distance.

Ming Chengyou's chin lightly rubbed against her forehead, the words were hidden on her lips but she didn't say them, and Fu Ran didn't think deeply. It was a bit cold at night, so she shrank into Ming Chengyou's arms.

Fu Ran felt more relaxed than ever before, closed her eyes, and fell asleep unconsciously.

People are most afraid of being disturbed by others when they are in a good dream. Although she was sleepy, she clearly felt a rough palm brushing her back, and the restraint on her chest was loosened. Fu Ran sighed comfortably, and she passed by unconsciously.

Ming Chengyou's palm slid across his side and held it.

Fu Ran muttered, "It's not drunk, this sleep is a matter of waking up when you wake up, she opened her eyes and saw Ming Chengyou's smudged expression, the facial features immersed in desire were particularly outstanding, he suddenly opened his eyes, desire The movement to bury her chest was a little slow, and his eyes met. Fu Ran looked down and saw that the top had been withdrawn to the armpit.

The scorching breath lingered on her bare chest due to shortness of breath. Fu Ran was so embarrassed that she pulled the quilt by her side and wrapped it around her body.

Ming Chengyou rolled over beside her with a smile, the two adjusted their breathing, neither of them spoke.

If it was Ming Chengyou in the past, he would have desperately pressed her to say whatever she wanted, but this time he obediently lay on the side and did not move.

Fu Ran pulled the quilt higher than her shoulders, shrunk in and turned to the other side.

There was only the deep and shallow intertwined breathing of the two of them in the ears, and it was only after a while that they heard rustling. Ming Chengyou adjusted his posture and reached out to lift the quilt on Fu Ran's body. He was crushed under his body, helpless, he had no choice but to get over her, his right arm wrapped around her waist.

(End of this chapter)