Dyed

Fu Ran patted the snow stains on his shoulder, and fixed the drooping hair, "Does it look like something is wrong with me?"

"what--"

Ming Chengyou held her down with his arms and fell directly into the snow. Fu Ran was caught off guard and screamed, "What are you doing?"

He put his palm on the ground toward her neck, "It's okay, why are you pretending to be dumb?"

Fu Ran was shivering from the cold, and tried to hide in a hurry, but others thought it was just a joke.

Ming Chengyou bent down and picked her up. Fu Ran sat on the snow with snow on her mouth. The two were wearing thick ski suits. Ming Chengyou hugged Fu Ran into his arms with both hands, and her shoulders were strangled to death by him. Tight, it seems that Ming Chengyou sighed, "I was scared to death."

Her fingertips fell to the ground, and she couldn't lift them up even after trying for a long time, so she had to let Ming Chengyou hug her.

In the evening, a barbecue was organized on the ground floor of the hotel, and round tables were placed in the open air. Despite the cold wind and bleak atmosphere, the atmosphere was extraordinarily lively. Someone was hosting on the stage, and the sound passed through the microphone was a bit harsh, but no one cared. Isn’t it just the atmosphere? ?

Fu Ran sat with several teachers in the studio, and there were all kinds of barbecue and hot drinks, melons and fruits on the table. Since it was outside the hotel and at night, all of them were wearing thick coats This is masochistic.

After the host gave a brief speech, seeing that Ming Chengyou was rarely in a good mood, he took the opportunity to yell at the crowd, "How about letting Ivan sing a song?"

"well."

Han Jun and Secretary Ni also joined in the fun.

Ming Chengyou just smiled and waved his hands. The woolen coat on his body was decent and generous. Many young girls in the company were secretly moved. Even the people around Fu Ran booed together, "Sing one, sing one."

The background music of "After Turning Around" was played on the stereo, and everyone applauded in response to the occasion. Ming Chengyou took the microphone handed over by the host, "I am tone deaf, so it would be more practical to give you a salary increase."

Such a timbre actually said that he could not sing, the host naturally refused to let it go.

"It is said that lvan's dancing posture is also a must, why don't you let us open our eyes?"

Secretary Ni shook her hand holding the hot drink, and the brown liquid overflowed the back of her hand. She raised her eyes worryingly, and saw that the corners of Ming Chengyou's mouth, which were originally shallow, were softening a little. He was 5 at the time, did he get his shareholding through dancing? Give it up?

The host also realized that the atmosphere was not right. Fu Ran looked at Ming Chengyou thoughtfully. Since they were sitting in the back row, she couldn't really see the man's expression.

Secretary Ni and Han Jun looked at each other, Ming Chengyou lost his focus for a moment, and everyone didn't dare to boo again, the scene became awkward.

Han Juan put down the wine glass in his hand, and stepped forward to take the microphone from the host. He changed the topic, and the others were naturally happy to cooperate.

Ming Chengyou sipped his wine, his complexion became darker and darker in the night.

The mobile phone in Fu Ran's hand suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a text message, and the name showed Ming Chengyou.

Press lightly with your finger, and there are two simple words on it: get out.

Fu Ran deleted it and continued to mix in the excitement.

A figure in the front row stood up suddenly, and Ming Chengyou let go of the wine glass and walked towards her.

Fu Ran subconsciously looked away.

The teacher at the same table bumped her arm with an elbow, "I saw Mr. Mr's handsome guy teach you how to ski today."

After the last time, several teachers also more or less knew the relationship between Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou. She took a sip of hot drink, "I also saw a young lady teaching you how to ski."

"Ahem——" the female teacher said seriously, "That's an employee of Mr. We're called fellowship, understand?"

Ming Chengyou walked over to Fu Ran's table without stamping his feet, Fu Ran's hanging heart settled under the cover of words, "Okay, friendship."

The phone vibrated again, and the glistening white light highlighted Fu Ran's bright face. She glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and it was still Ming Chengyou.

Fu Ran didn't even touch her cell phone, and focused on watching the performance on stage.

After a moment of tension and then a shock, several teachers turned their eyes to her one after another, "Who is it?"

Fu Ran pressed the button to check, and the text message displayed two characters.

She turned her mobile phone to silent and put it in the satchel she was carrying. Suddenly, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulders. Before she turned her head, she heard a voice next to her ear, "Why are you afraid of me?"

Since Fu Ran sat in the back row, no one noticed it except the teacher at the same table.

The female teacher who spoke before was petrified by biting a piece of chicken wing. This is Ming Sanshao, who is so handsome that both people and gods are angry. Finally, TOEFL can see his eyebrows and eyes clearly at a close distance.

Fu Ran looked at the female teacher who couldn't close her mouth, which inevitably attracted more people's attention. She pushed away the chair and followed Ming Chengyou out.

There is a garden in the hotel, Ming Chengyou walked in front, seeing that she hadn't followed for a long time, he slowed down and waited for her.

"Fu Ran, why do you think you have such a high posture? I just want to start over with you. You don't need to avoid me everywhere."

"I didn't hide from you," Fu Ran said flatly, "Actually, you know very well in your heart that if I could leave you back then, it would be even more impossible for me to go back with you at this time."

"I don't know," Ming Chengyou interrupted her, "If you were a person who really cared about what others said, you wouldn't have left in a hurry."

How could Fu Ran not hear it, there was resentment in his heart.

"I follow the choice in my heart." She walked past Ming Chengyou, but he pulled her back in front of her, "Is that still the same sentence? Don't you love?"

Fu Ran was forced to raise her head and stare into his eyes, but suddenly choked up when she reached the edge of her mouth, "Let go, okay?"

"Don't even think about it."

She had experienced his persistence before, Ming Chengyou held her shoulders and lifted her to the front, Fu Ran almost stood on tiptoe, when the color bell suddenly cut through the scene of confrontation, Ming Chengyou heard the special ringtone, and let go of his palm , pushing Fu Ran out heavily.

She tripped over a cobblestone with her heel and nearly fell in embarrassment.

Ming Chengyou stayed where he was, with complicated and inexplicable anxiety in his eyes. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, swiped his finger on the screen, and turned it off.

Fu Ran was entangled by him until late at night, and when he returned, the venue broke up, and no one was seen.

Fu Ran pressed the elevator and walked in, seeing Ming Chengyou following in, "Don't you have claustrophobia?"

"That's better than climbing upstairs." Ming Chengyou saw the elevator door close, "Besides, even if I faint, someone will give me artificial respiration."