fake love

Chapter 40
"Xiaoran, wait for me for a month, at most a month."

"What are you waiting for?"

"I won't get engaged to Luo Wenying. One month later, I'll take you back to the place we stayed before."

Fu Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had waited for several years, and knew that they had already staggered, but he decided to forcefully pull the two separate tracks together at this time, "Brother, should we be together?" Break it off from before?"

"You want to break?"

Even if there is a kind of pain, it is as piercing and bone-piercing as swaying an arm.

Even if there is a kind of pain, life is worse than death like gouging out flesh and bones.

Even if there is a kind of pain...

It's like taking the blunt blade in the world and making it inch by inch.

But pain is pain.

The Ming Zheng in Fu Ran's eyes is no longer what it used to be. The windows on all sides are closed, the brown glass hides the two of them very well, and the heater sets off the stuffy and silent atmosphere. , we should stop. We know that it is a mistake and continue, and we can only bear the consequences in the future. Since we are not sure whether we can live a good life when we turn back, why not go all the way forward?"

Ming Zheng's stern face tightened, "Are you in love with Ming Chengyou?"

Fu Ran shook her head without hesitation, "It has nothing to do with others, I just think it's impossible for us."

"Xiaoran, you have changed."

"Maybe time goes too fast."

Ming Zheng held Fu Ranyu's hand that was about to push the car door, "I will take this opportunity to postpone the engagement banquet, and then...cancel it."

Fu Ran broke free. There were very few vehicles on this road. Her Audi car was parked at the intersection without even taking out the key.

She slammed the car door shut and buried her face in the steering wheel. She should be lucky, shouldn't she?

I am glad that I can keep a clear mind, I am glad that I am no longer young and ignorant, and know how to measure.

Li Yunling came to Yiyun Capital again, Fu Ran hadn't come back yet, just as Ming Chengyou went downstairs, Li Yunling beckoned, "Look at these things!"

Throwing out a stack of photos, they were all scenes of Ming Zheng and Fu Ran arguing on the road, "Don't tell me, there is really something between them."

Ming Chengyou had just taken a shower, and his hair was not completely dry. He bent down and picked up one and held it in his hand to look at it, "The angle is pretty good, Mom, did you spend a lot of money?"

"Don't worry about it." Li Yunling pointed at the photos with an ugly expression and was speechless. Ming Chengyou threw it away and went back to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Give it to the old man?"

"You can't let your father know about this matter. According to his hot temper, it will only make the boss get engaged to the Luo family as soon as possible!"

"Come on, drink some water to quench the fire."

"Chengyou, you should know how to calm down. Who knows what the boss is thinking! At this time, you should also bear your temper. The Donghai project still depends on Fu Songting, and if you want to make trouble, you have to put it in the future, you know? "Li Yunling tried her best to maintain a calm expression, but her face was already slightly distorted with anger.

Ming Chengyou glanced at the scattered photos on the ground. There were two people tugging at each other, and Ming Zheng half hugged Fu Ran and stuffed him into the car. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and a cluster of unfathomable flames burned fiercely in his eyes. open.

Li Yunling drank the water, and her anger gradually subsided, "I have to destroy these photos, so that your old man can't see them."

"Mom, I'll do it." Ming Chengyou stooped to pick it up, he squatted down with his back to Li Yunling, and taking advantage of her inattention, he quietly stuffed a photo of the two of them pushing and shoving into the coffee table. under.

As for the rest, Ming Chengyou burned them all in front of Li Yunling.

Fu Ran wandered around aimlessly, intending to ask Qin Mumu and Song Zhi, but after Ming Zheng made such a fuss, she lost all mood.

As the evening approached, the red Audi slowly returned to Evian Capital. She came out of the garage, walked forward carelessly, and unconsciously raised her head to find Ming Chengyou standing in the garden.

The promenade made of modern buildings is equipped with eight carved wooden windows of different shapes on both sides, and the top of the head is covered with wisteria. It will be almost winter, so I can’t feast my eyes. The lush leaves are wide and lush. Scenery, the falling wisteria flowers will definitely confuse people's eyes.

Ming Chengyou was dressed in a clean and pure white suit, dazzling and radiant, with a cluster of afterglow beating between his eyebrows and eyes. Fu Ran was standing on the path, and seeing him turn his head, he felt that the man in front of him was so real, without any sensationalism.

"Where did you go?"

She smoothed her wind-blown hair, "Go out for a stroll."

Ming Chengyou raised his leg and walked to Fu Ran, "With whom?"

She raised her eyebrows naturally, "Oh, I wanted to ask Twilight and Squeaky, but they weren't free, so I went alone."

The afterglow in the west was in full swing, and it was as thick as blood. Fu Ran stopped after walking a few steps, with his right hand in front of his forehead, as if he was talking to himself, "I don't know when it will snow?"

Ming Chengyou put his arms around her shoulders and led her all the way forward, "According to this kind of weather, it is unknown whether there will be snow this year."

Ming Chengyou put away the dark light in his eyes, calmly hugged Fu Ran and went back into the house.

The distance between the two lying on the bed was no longer an arm apart. The light in the transparent lampshade enveloped the two of them like fluttering butterflies. to him.

Ming Chengyou propped up his upper body, put his palm against her waist and rubbed it repeatedly, Fu Ran was irritated for no reason, and slapped his hand away.

"Are you frigid?" The man's voice couldn't help being annoyed.

Fu Ran was shrunk to the bedside, could sex really be separated from love?
Her body has received Ming Chengyou twice. The first time, she was in a completely unconscious state after being drunk, but the second time, she even remembered every step of his entry, whether it was split or coherent. still fresh.

It's not that she hasn't throbbed before, that's why she's afraid.

"I'm tired." Fu Ran closed her eyes and buried her face in the quilt.

What Mingzheng said during the day was like throwing a stone into her finally peaceful life, and the ripples and waves were still the same. She didn't have extravagant hopes, but it didn't mean that she was really unmoved.

(End of this chapter)