Dyed

Fu Ran put the steamed buns in his hand into the dish in front of Ming Chengyou, "Let's be more specific, that is to say, if you really want to have an affair, you only have 40 minutes, even if she is fully prepared, she will wait for you. Generally speaking, you still have to take a shower, 20 minutes or so, and the remaining 20 minutes..."

Fu Ran stopped at the right time, her gaze lingered on Ming Chengyou's face, "Do you understand?"

Ming Chengyou sighed, his thoughts were really pure and clear just now, he didn't expect to be next to someone who was impure.

With his face resting on his arms, he laughed slowly until he couldn't restrain himself, his shoulders were shaking violently.

Fu Ran bit her chopsticks and swept her legs under the table, "What are you laughing at?"

Ming Chengyou stretched out his hand and patted Fu Ran's thigh, his stunningly handsome face lifted up, his eyes gleamed brightly, "So you still remember my ability, luckily I tried it, otherwise you really thought I could do it in 20 minutes It's over."

Fu Ran pushed his hand away without a trace, "I'm just talking about the facts."

Ming Chengyou was thick-skinned. He wrapped his arms around Fu Ran's waist and hugged her, "When I saw the news, I was thinking about how to tell you. This time I might not be able to cleanse myself even if I jumped into the Yellow River. How can outsiders It doesn't matter to me, anyway, my reputation is there, there is no essential difference between one more time and one less time."

Listening to his tone, Fu Ran felt a vague pain in her heart, "You don't explain every time, just let them write about you like that."

"Isn't there a saying that the more you describe, the darker it is?" Ming Chengyou didn't think it mattered. Since he was born in the Ming family and the media industry developed into gossip, everyone's attention to him was all negative.

Still in the ignorant period, he can be said to have the potential of being romantic.

So much so that when he became an adult, various media chased after him, wishing he could directly put the word peach on his head.

"You don't have to deliberately explain to me in the future," Fu Ran's voice was soft, and her facial features were vivid and gorgeous, "I have the ability to judge right from wrong," she paused, then changed her tone, "But you have to explain what you have to do with me." I'll make it clear one by one, or I won't let you go."

The tone is coquettish and angry.

Ming Chengyou looked into Fu Ran's eyes, her eyes were full of enigma, sincerity and seriousness.

Ming Chengyou held Fu Ran's hand tightly, concealed his expression, and put her hand on his lap, "I will tell you what I shouldn't say and what I should say." you."

Getting along with Fu Ran will not feel tiring. Although she has a cold temper, she is always very rational. Even if she is really carried away, she will be impulsive at most for a while. After calming down, she can think about many things by herself.

Ming Chengyou didn't know whether to feel lucky or what. He should have relaxed his heart, but an increasingly heavy force pressed him like a mountain that couldn't be moved, and he couldn't breathe.

He held Fu Ran tighter and tighter, but he didn't realize it.

"What's wrong?" Fu Ran asked.

Ming Chengyou secretly let go, "If you still want to eat, I'll go buy it."

"No need," Fu Ran fiddled with the glutinous rice balls in the bowl with his chopsticks, "You haven't eaten a single bite, aren't you used to it?"

Ming Chengyou held Fu Ran with one hand, and picked up the spoon with the other, "If you like it, we can come here often in the future."

The closer things are to life, the less expensive they are. A breakfast for two only costs about 50 yuan. For Fu Ran, who used to live in You’s house, it was a small luxury, but for him, he wished to use it every day. For Ming Chengyou, who rinsed his mouth with shark fin, it was a trivial matter.

Fu Ran was led by Ming Chengyou and crossed the road. The business of this small shop was very good. The roadside was full of cars and battery cars. Fu Ran followed Ming Chengyou, "Where is your car parked?"

"There's a park up ahead."

Stepping forward on the red and white floor tiles, the two of them interlocked their fingers. Fu Ran was wearing a pair of dark brown short-tube snow boots, with the furry sides turned outwards. A pair of beautiful legs outlined by black pencil pants were well-proportioned and slender. The upper body was fashionable nowadays. bat shirt.

The two walked extremely slowly, as if deliberately killing time.

Fu Ran naturally held Ming Chengyou's arm with the other hand, "Where are you going?"

"Let's watch a movie."

She raised her small face, "Aren't you afraid of being surrounded by people in the cinema?"

"Zhongjing Haoting has an independent movie room, let's go and buy some movies we want to watch later."

"That's fine." Fu Ran put one hand in his pocket. It wasn't too early at this time, but because the road was relatively sideways, there were only occasional cars coming and going. They quickly came to the gate of the park, "Where's the car?"

Ming Chengyou pointed inside.

There were still vacant seats in the parking lot outside, so Ming Chengyou bought a ticket at the ticket office, so he had to drive the car out.

Fu Ran sat in the passenger seat, "How much is a ticket?"

"one hundred."

Wouldn't it be a waste of two hundred to go in and park to pick up the car?She smiled and fastened her seat belt, "Is this considered curve saving the country?"

Ming Chengyou drove the car to the video store, when the phone rang in his pocket, he signaled Fu Ran to wait for him in the store first.

The call was from Kuangzi.

"Hey."

"Third Young Master, I said earlier that I couldn't find out. This kind of calling card outside doesn't need an ID card at all. I only know that the user is in this city. I think there is no difference between this information."

The answer is also expected.Ming Chengyou stared at himself through the inside rearview mirror, with his head resting on the back of the chair, expressionless.

"But one thing is for sure," Kuang Zi's voice was not as casual as usual, "Since the other party can send a text message to Ying Rui, he must know about your affairs. After much deliberation, I can't find anyone who is suspicious."

Ming Chengyou clenched his eyebrows and did not speak.

"Could it be your boss?"

Ming Chengyou shook his head without thinking, "If he knows, can Fu Ran still hide it? He doesn't need it at all."

"Third Young Master, I still have some words to persuade you, stop it as soon as possible, it will not be good for anyone if this matter breaks out in the future, and it is not fair to deal with Rui..."

"Quangzi!" Ming Chengyou interrupted him impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to care about your shit," Kuang Zi said bitterly, then raised his voice after a pause, "I said, if I persuade you like this, you won't end up suspecting that I did it, will you?"

Sometimes the noise of the situation is really a headache.

"Go fuck your woman."

"Damn, you—" Kuang Zi's voice almost lifted the roof of Ming Chengyou's car, "Damn you swearing, shit!"

Ming Chengyou moved the phone away from his ear and cut it off at the right time.

After picking a few films with Fu Ran, we returned to Zhongjing Haoting, and the security guards strengthened their patrols, but we didn't see the reporter again.

Fu Ran changed into her slippers and walked into the living room. The inside had been cleaned and the servant was not there.

Ming Chengyou took Fu Ran's hand and went to the third floor. The Ming family's life style is really embarrassing. The theater and projection tools that can accommodate more than [-] people are all available.

Fu Ran had seen these things in Yiyun Capital before.

It also seems to be Li Yunling's true love.