Dyed

She found the room and reached for the doorbell.

Fu Ran was afraid of seeing other people, but fortunately, the people inside hardly asked her to wait. The moment the door opened, a big hand grabbed her wrist and dragged her in, and a sign saying If You Are the One was also hung on the doorknob.

She stumbled and bumped into the man's arms.

"What do you want to do to come to the hotel? It scares me to death. If you want to be followed by those reporters, I will be in the headlines again tomorrow. I guess I will say that I am here to have an affair."

"Steal it, steal it, I'll steal it for you, and steal whatever you want."

The man pushed her against the wall, the curtains inside were drawn, and there was only faint natural light, "Don't worry, this is a bad place, no one dares to disturb us."

Fu Ran freed up a hand and straightened the hair that had been knocked loose.

The man smiled and let go of her long hair tied behind her head, "It's more serious now, with this outfit."

Fu Ran still couldn't hide the nervousness on his face, and reached out to beat the man's chest, "I'll stay in the villa in the future, it feels weird to come to open a room."

"It's always not exciting enough in your own place, you know?" The man pressed against her forehead, and Fu Ran smelled the perfume roses in the room through his nostrils.

Her heart is still pounding.

The man reached out and slapped her hard behind her, "Why is that Li Linchen still pestering you?"

"He was afraid that I was in a bad mood, so he came to comfort me."

The man snorted coldly in her ear, "Human face and animal heart, I think he probably has a ghost."

Fu Ran wanted to pull away the man's arm and walk into the house, but he pulled her back with all his strength. Her back was pressed against the wall, and she couldn't help standing on tiptoe and looking at him.

He repeatedly kissed at the corner of her lips, intending to penetrate deeply, but then withdrew quietly, all in all, Fu Ranru's heart was burning with fire.

She was a little annoyed, but wanted to kiss him, but the man walked away with a smile on his face, and kept kissing her forehead lightly, "This Li Linchen, didn't he say that you didn't have feelings when he was going to marry you? Come to the door and pretend to be an infatuated, I hate this the most."

"Then what do you want to see?" Fu Ran raised her head and laughed at him.

The man stretched out his hand and pulled down her collar, and the button of the shirt with the lotus leaf sleeve was loosened by his action. The man supported the wall with one hand and surrounded Fu Ran in his arms. Gap in.

"I want to see you undressed."

She almost threw the word shameless in his face.

Seeing her expression, the man frowned, reached out and patted Fu Ran's shoulder, "I'm full of tacky fragrance, hurry up and wash it, it will get all over me later."

Fu Ran raised her arm. It should be the rose that was placed in the driver's seat just now, and this smell is all over her body.

She was about to leave, but the man's arm was still blocking her chest.

Fu Ran pushed, but he didn't see any intention of getting out of the way. When the words came to his mouth, he suddenly lost weight. Fu Ran subconsciously hugged the man's neck with both hands.

In the twenty-square-meter bathroom, a blurry figure appears on the mirror at the door, and tangled water stains meander down.

The steaming mist gathers on the ceiling, and the sound of water inside is ambiguous and intense, accompanied by an unbearable but extremely beautiful whining sound.

The water in the bathtub is always dissatisfied, spreading layer after layer along the clean white tiles.

After Fu Ran took a shower, he reached for the bathrobe on the hanger. The man picked up a bath towel, wrapped it around her body from his chest, and buckled it under her armpit, "Why is it so easy to wear?"

Fu Ran lowered her eyes and pulled up the bath towel, her two fair legs were still exposed.

The man wrapped his lower body as usual, took her hand and walked out.

There was a dining car parked in the room, and after he dried Fu Ran's hair, he hugged her and walked to the window.

With a wave of his palm, although the sky is still dark, there is a sunset glow that is more than fire in the sky.

The man buried his face in Fu Ran's neck, and after taking a deep breath, he felt extremely comfortable physically and mentally, "This time, it's all about me."

Fu Ran leaned back and touched his cheek, "Finally we can be together so peacefully."

The man's palm rubbed against her abdomen, "Did it hurt when you gave birth?"

She nodded, her small face wrinkled slightly, "I've never suffered like that before."

Fu Ran thought of that night again, her eyes drooped slightly, and her eyes were full of disappointment, and the man knew what she thought of.

"Are you hungry?"

She closed the curtain casually, "A little bit."

The man brought her to the dining table, opened a bottle of red wine, and after throwing in ice cubes, he could see layers of foam. He shook his wrist slightly, and the rich red color overflowed the transparency, dyeing the ice cubes in the same color.

Fu Ran took the wine glass in his hand.

"You'd better drink less."

"I've been holding back before, I really can't help it," the man pressed the mouth of the cup to his lips, the color made his lips glisten.

The corners of his lips curled up with malicious intentions, "I've done everything, what could be more intense than this? It's just a drink, it's okay."

Fu Ran took a shallow sip, before she could swallow.

Looking up, he saw the handsome face of the man approaching. His eyes were still wide open, his facial features were profound and stylish. He raised Fu Ran's chin with his index finger, and opened her lips with the tip of his tongue. He snatched away the red wine she couldn't swallow. .