fake love

Chapter 75 Ming Chengyou, don’t practice yourself in front of me (2)
Fu Ran opened her mouth to bite his hand, and the moment her sharp teeth pierced through the flesh, the pain failed to awaken Ming Chengyou's mind. The warm smell of blood diffused into the corner of her mouth, and she felt that a thick liquid was coming. Sliding down the face.

Some things, after all, are lost after sticking to them.

Although he was as gentle as possible, Ming Chengyou found that it was just as simple as he thought. After the release, there was an emptiness that had never existed before. Something in his body was dissipating, and he couldn't hold it in even if he clenched his palms tightly.

He let go of Fu Ran's hand holding her waist, and she was buried face down in the pillow, and she didn't move for a long time.

The room is filled with a strong smell that lingers for a long time.

Ming Chengyou lay down beside him, took out a cigarette and lit it.

He was really drunk when he met Fu Ran, but after taking a cold shower, he was unusually sober, and his mind was calmer than ever.

But in such a state, he did the most irrational thing.

Fu Ran got up, without looking at the man next to her, she picked up the clothes thrown on the ground, and put them back on her body one by one.

Ming Chengyou leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Fu Ran. Her naked and white back outlined a seductive picture under the light, but he had no intention of admiring it.

"Fu Ran?"

She put on her pants without looking back, picked up the hair tie to tie her hair again, and only picked up her bag after everything was sorted out.Fu Ran walked around the end of the bed, and her legs stopped in front of the bar not far away, "Ming Chengyou, if you want to spoil yourself in the future, don't do it in front of me. I won't take care of your affairs in the future, even if you die I will never pity you in front of me."

"Wait!" Ming Chengyou took a deep sip of his cigarette, "You say you are pitying me?"

Fu Ran didn't want to waste time with him on certain topics, so she opened the door and left quickly.

Hurrying to the ground floor, she managed to find the door with the landscape light coming in from the window and the familiarity with the place. When she reached the center of the hall, the light was suddenly turned on. The bright and dazzling light made her nowhere to escape. Out of shape, she subconsciously covered her uncomfortable eyes with her hands.

Housekeeper Xiao came out of the room when he heard the movement, and was surprised to see Fu Ran like this.

Li Yunling was standing at the stairs in her pajamas, her eyes were full of contempt and mockery, Fu Ran didn't expect them to be there.

"Xiaoran, I really underestimated you. I just broke up the engagement, so why don't you want to stay here? Since you sneaked back, why don't you spend the night here?"

Fu Ran moved her palm away, how could she not hear the embarrassment Li Yunling said to her, "I think you misunderstood, Ming Chengyou was lost in drunkenness, collapsed on the side of the road and no one was willing to send him back, since he knows The world is cold, so why go out and ask for trouble?"

After Fu Ran finished speaking, she strode out of Yiyun Capital.

She has always been driving steadily, and has never been so fast. The red Audi car drove across the street corner like a meteor, and almost collided with the oncoming car several times. The veins on the back of the hand became more and more profound.

The car passed by the door of the house but she didn't seem to see it. The black luxury car parked not far away saw her driving fast and hurriedly started the engine to follow.

The man's partner accelerated and finally stopped Fu Ran's car one kilometer away.

She was still in shock and did not let go of the brakes.

The distance between the two cars was less than ten centimeters, and they almost collided with each other.

Ming Zheng got out of the car with serious eyes, opened Fu Ran's car door with one hand and dragged her out of the driver's seat, "Why do you—"

He was still angry, but stared at the corner of Fu Ran's mouth in surprise, Ming Zheng hurriedly wiped the blood stains around her mouth with his fingers, "What's going on, what happened?"

Although the blood stains could not be wiped off after drying up, it was still possible to tell that Fu Ran was not injured upon closer inspection. Ming Zheng finally heaved a sigh of relief, and stroked her forehead with his palm.

Fu Ran pushed his hand away, "I'm fine."

"How dare you say it's okay?"

She looked around only to realize that this was not her door, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to look for you," Ming Zheng folded his arms around his chest, leaning his slender body leisurely against the hood, with his right leg bent and put up, he was full of vigor, and the scent of the perfume on his body evaporated just right. It was rare for Fu Ran to see him smile, and he smiled extremely Good-looking, like the smell of poppies in full bloom. "Xiaoran, I think we should find a place to have a drink."

Fu Ran couldn't hear the word "drinking" in her ears, and she subconsciously tightened her neckline, "You got what you wanted, so you should celebrate."

"You're wrong," Mingzheng picked up the ginkgo leaves that fell beside him, "what I want is still floating around," he stretched out his hand to Fu Ran, "but I'm very happy that you can break off the engagement with Chengyou. "

Fu Ran glanced at his outstretched palms, and she put her hands in her pockets, "A person should know how to be content, Luo Wenying is not bad."

"But I don't love her."

"But she's your fiancée."

Ming Zheng smiled and withdrew his hand, "If you are married, you can get divorced, let alone single?"

Fu Ran calmly imitated Ming Zheng and leaned beside him, "You have a problem with your attitude towards the marriage contract, and you will regret it sooner or later."

"Xiaoran, you know exactly who I want."

Fu Ran doesn't like this way of getting along with others, but Ming Zheng seems to be good at it, "The heart grows in your chest, how would I know?"

Mingzheng laughed out in a good mood. He stretched out his hand to hold Fu Ran's hand in his pocket, "It is widely rumored that the third young lady of Ming Ming abandoned her fiancé because of me. Why don't we just put this rumor into practice?"

"Are you willing to give up the Luo family?"

"It's just a family affair."

Fu Ran withdrew her hand, "Brother, if I'm really with you, then I don't have to go out in the future, and I will definitely be drowned by spittle."

"You always don't care about anything." Ming Zheng was wearing a thin suit jacket and shirt, and it was a bit cold after standing in the wind for a long time. He took out his cigarette case and smoked a cigarette familiarly. Fu Ran's eyes were fixed on his tight lips The corner of her lips said, "Give me one too."

He squinted at her, "What did you say?"

"I want to smoke."

He raised his hand and slapped her on the back of the head, "This is not something a good girl should do."

"Don't you know? I've never hooked up with a good girl."

(End of this chapter)