fake love

Chapter 80 Falling to Hell, Lost (1)
"Come down, I have something to tell you."

Fu Ran opened the window of the car a slit. With the lessons learned from the past, would she still dare to overflow with sympathy?Ming Chengyou's cheating is for food, "Speak through the window if you have something to say."

"Let me tell you..." He held the car window with both hands, leaned his handsome face, Fu Ran really thought he was going to say something, held his breath and waited for a moment, but saw him suddenly shake the car window forcefully, Fu Ran was horrified, "Stop! "

Roll the window down again!
"Get off for me, can't you get off? Believe it or not, I overturned your car?" After Ming Chengyou finished speaking, there was another series of shaking movements.

Fu Ran didn't know what to say to the drunk, "Let's talk about it another day."

Ming Chengyou concentrated on rolling the car window as the first goal.

A car passed by, and after driving for more than ten meters, a middle-aged man in his forties got out of the car, and he walked to the side of the passenger seat, "Miss, are you all right, are you in trouble, need help?" Call the police?"

The man looked over the roof of the car at Ming Chengyou with his small eyes.

Fu Ran lowered her voice, "Let's go."

"Fu Ran, if you don't come down, I'll take off your tires, believe it or not?" Ming Cheng Youjun raised his face to the middle-aged man, "It's none of your business, get out!"

"You, you deserve a beating, don't you?" The middle-aged man's temper was also provoked.

Fu Ran didn't dare to stand by and watch, she took out the phone from her bag, unlocked it, "Don't shake it."

Does she not believe that he can still eat her on the main road?

Before the person got out of the driver's seat, Ming Chengyou grabbed her arm and dragged her out. Fu Ran sprained her heel slightly, but fortunately she adjusted quickly. Sit down on the curb.

When the middle-aged man saw this, it meant that the young couple was having a tantrum. If it wasn't for his daughter's courageous spirit, he wouldn't be bothered to meddle in other people's business.

Standing behind him, Fu Ran saw his legs stretched out, and she didn't realize that his trouser legs were stained with dust. She felt tight in her heart. When did Ming Chengyou become so downcast?

He had his hands propped behind him, his arms straight, and their engagement ring on his left ring finger.

"What do you want to say to me?"

He patted beside him, "Sit."

Fu Ran didn't move.

Ming Chengyou rolled his lips lightly, "You think it's dirty?"

"Pretending to be drunk is fun, isn't it?"

"Fu Ran, are you feeling better? There are rich clothes and fine food for you. If one boat sinks, you can catch another one. Didn't you say that you won't find Mingzheng? Or are you afraid that without this reason, I won't let you Go?" He raised his chin, still with that handsome and extraordinary face, the title of the most beautiful man in Ying'an City, he really deserved it, "Are you stupid, if you want to leave, can I forcefully keep you?"

"You drank too much."

"Yes, yes," he nodded, "how about drinking too much?"

Fu Ran had nothing to do with him, "Is it because I proposed to terminate the engagement that you are so worried about it?"

Ming Chengyou pushed himself up and patted his palms a few times. Fu Ran was taken aback by the unfamiliar sense of alienation in his eyes. He burst out laughing, and his stiff side face fell into Fu Ran's eyes, showing infinite melancholy.

"Why do I just not give up?"

He said a word without thinking.

Fu Ran sighed, "I'll call Uncle Wang to take you back."

"Do you want to go back? Come, I'll see you off." Ming Chengyou stepped forward and clasped Fu Ran's wrist, and she shook it off emotionally, "Madman, I will go back by myself."

"Let me see you off!" Ming Chengyou grabbed Fu Ran's hand again, she screamed and backed away, remembering what happened last time, "Don't touch me."

Only two steps back, Ming Chengyou has strode up to her.

Fu Ran wanted to get back into the car, but the man blocked him and refused to give way. She hesitated and frightened, and raised her phone to scare him, "I'll call the police if you do this again!"

"Report," Ming Chengyou said with red eyes, "I tell you, my family runs the police station, let's see if I'm afraid of you!"

As soon as the words settled down, the person rushed out.

Fu Ran ran back, but Ming Chengyou held her down on the bridge pier. Her abdomen pressed against the hard stone, and cold sweat broke out on her painful back, "Let me go."

Ming Chengyou's face was buried behind Fu Ran's back, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit her hard, Fu Ran took a deep breath, the two bodies fit tightly together with almost no gaps, feeling powerless came from the limbs, Fu Ran's face turned slightly sideways , "I should not stop even if I hit you."

"It seems like you can say that." His breath lingered on Fu Ran's neck, and he suddenly reached out to snatch her cell phone.

Fu Ran struggled, "Don't you want to call the police? I'll see how you report!"

Fu Ran was crushed to death. She stretched out her arm so that Ming Chengyou would not snatch the phone. His outstretched hand wrapped around her chest, tightening it tighter. Fu Ran hurriedly pressed the button, "Let go, or I will Really call the police."

Ming Chengyou put his arms around Fu Ran's waist with both hands, buried his face in her neck, the sudden coolness poured into her neckline, and the other end of the phone was connected, "Hello, hello, this is..."

Fu Ran pushed hard, and saw that he still did not let go, and his movements became more and more irregular.

"Hi, I want to call the police," she said with an excuse, "someone here is drunk and driving."

It is rare for pedestrians to pass by behind, and only when the young couple is romantic will they hug each other by the bridge to blow the cold wind in this winter.

It wasn't until the siren of the police car came from far to near that Fu Ran realized that she had played too much.

Ming Chengyou maintained the previous posture and breathed steadily, as if he was in a deep sleep.

A young traffic policeman glanced over, as if there were only the two of them here, he looked suspicious, "Excuse me..."

Fu Ran poked Ming Chengyou behind him, "He, he was drunk and driving."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, another traffic policeman said, "Drunk and playing hooligan late at night?"

"No, no..." Fu Ran waved her hands, "I'm not playing hooligans."

"What's your relationship?" The traffic police stepped forward and pulled Ming Chengyou's shoulders to pull him away from Fu Ran. The young man obviously didn't recognize him.

Fu Ran hastily explained, "We are friends."

"Boyfriend friend?"

"No, normal..."

"She's my wife." Ming Chengyou interrupted.

(End of this chapter)