fake love

Chapter 313 I want to die on you, Ming Chengyou episode (2)
She was wrapped up tightly, regardless of whether she looked good or not, Ming Chengyou walked forward with his arms around her shoulders, the cold night street was cold and windy, but he still couldn't stop the pace of cars passing by.

Fu Ran put his hands in front of his lips and breathed, Ming Chengyou took her hand and wrapped it in his palm, the neon lights at the top of the pedestrian street were gorgeous, Fu Ran stretched out his hands to cover Ming Chengyou's face, a smile adorned the corners of his mouth, "This is the only way to warm your hands."

"Emotions, do you use my face as a handwarmer?"

Fu Ran stood on tiptoe and looked into the man's eyes, "Thick-skinned people can automatically heat up, no, my hands will be hot soon."

Ming Chengyou put his arms around Fu Ran's waist and took her into his arms. She wore a knee-length coat to cover up the man's little movements.The palm of her hand slapped her buttocks, Fu Ran's eyes were startled, as if she was the one who did the nasty thing, she looked around, her cheeks flushed, "What are you doing?!"

"Yo Yo, look at your face is also hot." Ming Chengyou leaned over, touching her forehead intimately, Fu Ran slapped his hand off without a trace, Ming Chengyou hugged her and continued to move forward after kissing her lightly on the corner of her lips .

The two passed by a bridal shop, and there were all kinds of wedding dresses in the window. Ming Chengyou stopped in front of him. He had a good eye and saw a poster pasted inside.

Fu Ran was led into the store by him.

The waiter had sharp eyes and naturally recognized him.

"Third Young Master."

Ming Chengyou walked up to the poster, and Fu Ran followed his gaze.

"Third Young Master, is there anything I can help you with?"

Ming Chengyou turned a deaf ear to it, Fu Ran looked up at him, the man seemed trapped in his own world, he stared at it for a moment, then pointed to the poster on the wall, "I want to see this one."

The waiter showed embarrassment, "Third Young Master, the manager has ordered that you can only see the real thing if you confirm what you want. This wedding dress is sealed in our safe. It is the only one. It took the designer a year to find a suitable gemstone inlay." After the production is completed, the most important point is that it is very picky, there is only one size, and no changes are accepted.”

Ming Chengyou's expression had already shown impatience. He reached out and hugged Fu Ran, and unbuttoned her coat, "Did you see? Are you afraid that you won't be able to support a piece of your clothes?"

"Third Young Master," the waiter was a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean that, are you sure you want it?"

"Chengyou," Fu Ran frowned, "Why do you think of trying on a wedding dress, let's go."

Ming Chengyou stayed where he was, took out his wallet, squeezed a gold card and threw it on the counter, "It's up to me, do you still want to open this store?"

"Yes, I'll call the manager right away."

Ming Chengyou led Fu Ran to the rest area, she lowered her voice, "Let's go."

"Why, it doesn't cost money to try."

"Why did you let me try on the wedding dress?"

"You must look good in your clothes."

She refused, so he was soft and tough, and Fu Ran finally saw Ming Chengyou's toughness.

After the manager came over, he was polite and took the waiter to the inner room. Ming Chengyou sat in the rest area and waited. Fu Dye's hair was randomly braided behind his head, and the gradually layered skirt spread out from the front of the stage, surrounded by the curtain in front of him. The curtain was also pulled open a little bit.

The waiter and the manager couldn't stop praising, Ming Chengyou was overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of white in his eyes, his chest fluttered violently, his heart seemed to be overloaded, Fu Ran turned in front of the mirror, Ming Chengyou looked at this picture In the scene, everyone in his eyes was smiling, but the smile on Fu Ran's face was beyond his touch.Ming Chengyou felt that he was far away from this so-called happiness, and a momentary emptiness flashed in his eyes.

"Chengyou."

Ming Chengyou suddenly came back to his senses. Fu Ran's wedding dress fit everyone's expectations. He wanted to end it. He already felt physically and mentally exhausted. It was not really necessary to drag Fu Ran to be buried with him and let her experience the heart-wrenching pain. Disaster.

He just needs to tell her all the truth at this time, saying that the so-called restart is just a premeditated revenge. If he doesn't believe it, Fu Ran can still feel pain.

The words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back because of the smile that rose from the corners of Fu Ran's eyes.

Ming Chengyou suddenly stood up and strode over.

The waiter couldn't help admiring, "Third Young Master, look..."

He grabbed Fu Ran's wrist suddenly and pulled her away. She raised her chin lightly and whispered softly, "What's wrong?"

Ming Chengyou felt pain from suffocation on his chest, and his temples were sweating thinly, not knowing whether it was because the store was too hot or what, his lips moved slightly, "It's not suitable for you, let's go."

Fu Ran didn't ask too much, "Okay, wait until I replace it."

The manager tried to speak, but Ming Chengyou let go of Fu Ran's hand.

She changed her clothes and came out of the dressing room, but she didn't see Ming Chengyou's figure. Fu Ran walked out of the bridal shop, opened the door and saw Ming Chengyou leaning against the stone pillar, the cigarette in his hand was emitting a blur of smoke, the man Standing with his back to her, his head slightly raised and staring at the sky.

Fu Ranluo walked with light footsteps, almost touching Ming Chengyou's back. She noticed that the man looked pale, and his side face was full of silence.

"Chengyou."

Ming Chengyou turned sideways, "Come out."

Fu Ran took the remaining half of the cigarette from him, snuffed it out and threw it into the trash can.

Ming Chengyou hugged her to his chest, and the two walked down the stone steps. Fu Ran didn't mention the wedding dress at all, but when he walked into the square, he looked back casually.

Ming Chengyou could only pretend that he didn't see it.

He found a reason for himself, he was just afraid that Fu Ran wasn't trapped deep enough, that's all.

A long time later, Fu Ran passed by this bridal dress shop by accident, and she saw that the poster inside was no longer there. That wedding dress must have found a destined person, and the meaning of its birth was to set off happiness. Wouldn't it be a waste of money to insist on asking for it at the beginning?

MR top floor office.

Ming Chengyou's action against Qian Kun never fell behind. He closed the dialog box and pressed his fingers tiredly to his eyebrows.

The door leading to the lounge was closed. He pushed the chair away and stood up. The sound of heavy footsteps was absorbed in the carpet. He reached out and pressed the switch. The door opened slowly. After Ming Chengyou walked in, he entered a double bed. Exaggerated, with a clear tuck in the middle.

(End of this chapter)