fake love

Chapter 14 The most beautiful

Fu Ran finally responded, she nodded, "You also know that Chengyou is always confident in his appearance, I saw his appearance the night before, and I still have the kind of seductive look you mentioned on my phone." Are you interested in taking a look?"

The man next to him almost jumped up. Big news, it must be the headlines. He held back his laughter in shock. Fu Ran raised his fingers and stroked his hair behind his ears, "He told you he wouldn't touch When I was there, he was lying on my bed with me in his arms."

She took out her wallet, took out the money and slapped it on the table, completely ignoring Shen Ning's pale face, "I'm leaving first."

Beside Yu can't remember shaking his head, this mistress has no strength at all, her aura can't hold down the main room at all, but fortunately an amazing inside story broke out, it really is the climax of the climax.

Fu Ran returned to Yiyun Capital, she and Ming Chengyou rarely talked as usual, after dinner they each had their own pastimes, even if they slept on the same bed, they still didn't bother to talk to each other.

Ming Chengyou's sleeping posture was as domineering as his own. Since it was the weekend, Fu Ran wanted to sleep more, but her legs were sore and numb from the pressure of Ming Chengyou's legs. She lazily opened her eyes and stretched out her hands to push.

The bedside phone rang suddenly.

Ming Chengyou's bed breath has not faded, his starry eyes are half closed, a few strands of soft hair are lying on his forehead sexyly, he casually holds the phone to his ear, "Hey, Kuangzi, what's the matter?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Damn it," Ming Chengyou cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, is your mother sick?"

"Oh, it's so funny, let me ask you, when are you most beautiful?"

Ming Chengyou pressed lightly between his eyebrows with his left hand, "It's a mess, your head is cramping, isn't it?"

"Haha——" Kuang Yixiao probably could fall off the bed, "Brother who is charming to the bones, do you know that you made the headlines? Now the whole city people are learning from you, what is the most beautiful appearance?"

Fu Ran opened her eyelids immediately when she heard the voice on the phone.

Her almond eyes widened, and she turned to look at Ming Chengyou who was still awake.

The man's brows were tightly frowned, and he didn't know what kind of nerves he was prone to in this situation. He closed his handsome eyes lightly, and with a casual hook of his arm, he scooped up warm and fragrant nephrite.

Fu Ran whispered in his ear, "Let me go."

Kuang Yi laughed even more treacherously.

Ming Chengyou cursed in a low voice, "Die, find trouble early in the morning."

"Hey, turn on the TV and watch."

Fu Ran shrank his neck and moved to the side. Ming Chengyou only felt that his arms felt very good, so he naturally refused to let go easily. He picked up the remote control with the other hand, put his head on Fu Ran's neck, and listened to the sound with his ears up. Looking up, "What news?"

Before Kuang Yi could answer, the familiar voice of that Tao had reached his ears.

"You haven't seen his alluring face..."

It's Shen Ning!
The haze in Ming Chengyou's eyes dissipated as if the sun had swept through the mist. His eyes were instantly clear. After letting go of Fu Ran's waist, he quickly got up. The picture was obviously taken secretly, and the huge headline of the entertainment version was there: Ming San Shao Falling in love, ecstasy and tenderness.

"Fuck!" Ming Chengyou threw his phone heavily on the bed, and Kuang Yi gloated from inside. He picked up the remote control and changed several channels in a row, and Ming Chengyou's outstanding face was always attached to this video.

Fu Ran's cell phone rang at an inappropriate time. She glanced at Song Zhi, thinking that she was not feeling well, "Hello, chirp?"

"Your man is fierce enough. Xiaoran, you must show me the photo you mentioned. Wow, what does it look like? I'm so curious..."

Is this still the person whose head was smashed?
Beside him, Ming Chengyou was rushing towards him with a livid face, Fu Ran was eager to dodge, "It's none of my business."

"Do you have a photo of me? You really have a longer face..."

Fu Ran cut off the phone, sat up straight and was thrown on the edge of the bed by him, "Fortunately, I said this, otherwise it would be more difficult to explain that we all know that we are in name only."

"Bang bang bang-"

"Third Young Master!"

"Get out of here!"

Steward Xiao continued to knock on the door, "Master called just now and asked you and young mistress to come over immediately."

Ming Chengyou was neatly dressed and leaning against the white jade railing. Fu Ran could tell at a glance that he was delaying time. He stood with his legs back and forth, his fingertips were like snake letters, and the mist curled up. Seeing Fu Ran approaching, he ignored him. He took a sip of the smoke ring.

"Can we go?"

"You are in a hurry than I am."

Fu Ran looked at his face, a little amused, "I thought you were not afraid of anything. It's not like you haven't dealt with this kind of thing before. At most, your parents will scold you severely."

Ming Chengyou pinched out the cigarette butt, and accidentally burned his fingertips. Fu Ran saw his expression from an inch away. When Ming Chengyou passed by her side, he said calmly, "Let's go."

Along the way, Ming Chengyou hardly spoke.

He always has a lazy and unruly posture on weekdays. Fu Ran rarely sees him like this. He lit a cigarette in the car and rested his left elbow on the outside of the car window. The smoke swaying in the wind made him weak , Fu Ran looked at his deep-lined face and didn't speak again.

Came to the villa area on Nanche Road. It is said that the people who lived here were all people who moved out of the military compound earlier. Fu Ran followed Ming Chengyou into the garden. The decoration of the villa inherited the spirit of the older generation and was full of antique flavor. You walked into the living room, Li Yunling looked down at the newspaper, before she heard a voice from the door, "Mom."

Fu Ran looked around, and there was a set of solid wood bookshelves on the back of the modular sofa. In the center was a military knife about one meter long. The scabbard was wiped lightly. , It is indeed a bit depressing.

Li Yunling put down the newspaper, with the headline facing up, Ming Chengyou knew the content without reading it.

"You son of a bitch!" Li Yunling hated him for not being able to live up to his expectations, and usually there was only one sentence of cursing.

"Third Young Master is here." Wu Ma happened to pass by the living room, "Master ordered you to go up as soon as you get here."

"Understood." Ming Chengyou gently pulled Fu Ran's hand, "You accompany my mother first, and I will come when I go."

The corners of his lips were pursed into a line, showing no trace of happiness or anger, his whole face was as quiet as a plane map, and the loneliness that Fu Ran saw just now could not be found at all.

(End of this chapter)