Dyed

Waking up with a hangover and a splitting headache.

Fu Ran stretched her hand out of the quilt, and she turned over, moaning comfortably.

The eyelids were still heavy, she patted her forehead with the palm of her hand, and opened her eyes slightly.

Consciousness approaching chaos, Fu Ran belatedly looked left and right.

The layout of the room is very familiar, including the crystal lamp above and the bonsai in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. She looked at the bedside table, where her bag was placed, except for a blue and white porcelain table lamp.

Fu Ran vaguely realized where this was.

Her face was very uncomfortable, and the long hair that was originally coiled was scattered on her shoulders. She stood up, and a faint smell of cigarettes burst into her nostrils.

A figure suddenly appeared in the eyelids.

Ming Chengyou was leaning against the door, with his left foot tiptoed in front of his right foot, and he was staring at her with his arms crossed.

Fu Ran looked at Zhou, yes, it was the master bedroom of Yiyun Capital.

"Did you sleep well?" The mellow voice was mixed with a little hoarseness.

"Why am I here?"

"Sure enough, I can't remember anything when I'm drunk." Ming Chengyou leaned up and walked towards Fu Ran.

She lifted the quilt, her eyes were still staring out of the window, her legs fell to the ground, she felt a little strange when she just stood up, when she looked down, her legs were actually bare.

The upper body was not much better either, a men's white shirt simply covered the body, and the hem only covered the raised buttocks.

Fu Ran pulled down the shirt with her hands, but it didn't work, so she immediately climbed back on the bed.

Her dress was on the sofa not far away.

Seeing Fu Ran looking around, Ming Chengyou kindly reminded, "Housekeeper Xiao is not here, it was just you and me last night."

Her face was hot for a while, Ming Chengyou walked over and lifted the quilt covering her legs, "I changed the clothes for you too."

This reminds me that it's unnecessary.

Fu Ran put her legs together. Since she was sitting and because of her height, the shirt couldn't do a good job of covering her up. Ming Chengyou could see her black panties just by lowering her head.

Fu Ran followed the man's gaze and lowered her head. The back of her ears burned, and she hurriedly straightened her legs. "Help me get the dress."

"Dirty, you vomited more than once last night." He leaned on the arm side of the bed, and rolled to Fu Ran's legs.

She pulled the quilt over her lap, "Can you lend me a set of clothes?"

Ming Chengyou's head rested on Fu Ran's knee, he raised his right hand to cover his eyes, his voice was dark and urgent, "You even took your underwear when you left, where can I lend you any clothes?"

Fu Ran wanted to push his head away and stand up, but Ming Chengyou held her hands instead, "Why didn't you ask us if we did it last night? Don't dare to ask?"

She struggled away, "You shouldn't be able to..."

Ming Chengyou smiled shallowly, "But wasn't it the first time you had sex after drinking?" He turned over, "Do you feel it?"

Her delicate brows were tightly frowned.

"Can't you feel whether you've done it or not?" He delayed her endurance, Fu Ran looked down at her arms and legs, she turned her back and opened the neckline to have a look.

I almost yelled out in shock.

Not wearing a bra, not only that, but also a suspicious mark on his chest.

Ming Chengyou leaned over and put his hands on her shoulders, and she pushed her shoulders sideways, "You really like this kind of game, don't you?"

Not annoyed, he simply got out of bed.

Fu Ran searched around, opened the pillow, and even almost removed Simmons. Ming Chengyou sat on the handle of the sofa and looked at Fu Ran's bent and busy figure. No hook.

Fu Ran smashed the pillow in her hand to the center of the bed, she turned around, "Where are my things?"

"what?"

"You don't know when you take it off?" Fu Ran said firmly.

Ming Chengyou sat still, "A bra? I forgot where I threw it away on impulse."

"I don't want to start anything with you again."

The corners of Ming Chengyou's smiling mouth softened a little, "Even if you go to bed, it's still okay?"

"Yes, purely drunken sex."

Ming Chengyou remembered what Fu Ran said last time when he left this room, "I don't love you, the reason is so simple, two words are enough to slander everything.

His slender legs were straight, and he strode out.

Fu Ran followed and stopped in front of him, "Give me the things."

The white shirt was ironed on her chest, and the two raised red spots were obvious, so she couldn't even think about going out like this.

Ming Chengyou spread his hands, "No."

The tall figure passed her out of the room.

Fu Ran tossed about in the room for a long time. There were new toiletries in the bathroom. She put on a sweater from Ming Chengyou, but she couldn't find a suitable one for her lower body, so she had to bare her legs.Walking downstairs, Ming Chengyou was watching TV, with one leg raised and swinging leisurely from side to side.

Fu Ran held the bag in her left hand, and the white dress was draped over the crook of her right arm. She walked over and threw the dress on the sofa, "You gave it to me, thank you."

Ming Chengyou was noncommittal, Fu Ran walked to the porch and put on high heels barefoot.

"Where are you going?"

She opened the door and walked out, the sharp cold wind came in, her legs turned red instantly, Fu Ran was trembling all over, stomping her feet and walking down the steps.

Ming Chengyou walked out of the living room, "Are you planning to go out like this?"

She clasped her arms around her chest and didn't answer.

He caught up with her arm a few steps and dragged her back, "Your car is not here, do you want to go out and give everyone a free tour?"

Fu Ran picked up the bag in his hand and knocked on his hand, even if he was angry, he didn't speak.The corners of Ming Chengyou's lips tightened, knowing that her stubborn temper was coming up, he flicked it casually, "You were so drunk last night, would I go to bed with a puddle of mud?"

The mouth is poisonous, but the content is still pleasing to the ears.

Fu Ran knew how to assess the situation and obediently followed Ming Chengyou into the house.

He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was just after ten o'clock.

Looking for a sweater can cover the thighs, and the sensitive points of the upper body can be effectively covered. The temperature in the room is constant and does not feel cold. Ming Chengyou pointed to the kitchen, "Let's cook."

Fu Ran frowned more and more tightly.

"Is it worth it to exchange your things for a meal?" Ming Chengyou waved his hand to signal Fu Ran to stand aside, blocking his view of watching TV.

"You can go out and eat."

Ming Chengyou simply supported his head with one hand, rested his elbow on the back of the chair, and slightly adjusted his body to a comfortable angle of inclination. He ignored Fu Ran, and it was up to her to decide whether to do this business or not.

Fu Ran tugged on the sweater and reluctantly walked into the kitchen.

There are all kinds of ingredients in the double-door refrigerator. She took out a roll of Longxu noodles and two tomatoes.

Ming Chengyou said to the kitchen without turning his head, "The standard six dishes and one soup, otherwise I won't eat it."

Standing in front of the open refrigerator door, Fu Ran stuffed the dough back in her hand.

Ming Chengyou's attention was not on the TV. He looked back and saw Fu Ran shuttling through the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up and his two slender legs stepping on slippers. Fried eggs on the ground, cut the chicken into cubes and marinated with seasoning in a bowl.

He walked to the kitchen door and leaned on the door frame to watch her busy.

The long black hair fluttered lightly as she walked around, Ming Chengyou walked over, picked up a ribbon on the refrigerator that came with buying cakes, and he pulled up Fu Ran's hair and helped her tie it into a ponytail.

The ribbons were tied loosely, hanging down the back.