Dyed

Fu Ran was carried back to the room by him, and the two of them took a shower in the bathroom. When the lights were on outside, Fu Ran stood at the window and looked at the people coming and going on the street, "Sometimes I really envy the following people. It’s nice to go out shopping, buy whatever you fancy, and live a simple life.”

The man circled her behind himself, "Then shall we go down too?"

She shook her head, "later."

After the man let go of him, he picked up the clothes that were placed beside him and began to put on his body. While putting on his pants, he said to Fu Ran, "Go as soon as you want. If you have to think carefully about everything, nothing will be done."

Fu Ran was wrapped in a bath towel, turned around and saw Ming Chengyou was already putting on his shoes.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go."

"No, it will be recognized."

"Today is not a weekend, there are not so many people, and it's not a pedestrian street. Besides, it's impossible for everyone to know us." The man handed Fu Ran's clothes to her.

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Ran glanced at the sky outside and was really moved.

She drew the curtains and began to change them one by one.

The man himself took the bra from her hand, straightened it for her and buttoned it up.

The two walked out of the hotel, and Fu Ran went to the specialty store below to buy a set of navy blue couple shirts. After putting them on, he put on a hat and a pair of sunglasses to go out, but no one could recognize them.

The man put his arms around her shoulders, and Fu Ran wrapped his other hand around his waist naturally. There were many people crowded in the shops on both sides. In the middle of the street was a landscape tree seven or eight meters high, with tens of thousands of trees on it. The broken small lights, similar to the pattern of gold ingots, imply wealth and auspiciousness.

Fu Ran pointed to the highest place, "The ingot on it is the largest, and it is said that an official in Ying'an City put it on it himself."

"Really?" The man disagreed, "I know who it is."

"Is it you?"

The man points to the sky.

Fu Ran glanced and understood.

The man took her to a place selling skewers on the street, "Want to eat?"

Fu Ran pointed to the corn next to it, "Let's skewer this."

The proprietress gave her the things, and saw the man staring at the mutton skewers next to him, "Would you like some skewers?"

"Do you want it?" the man said to Fu Ran.

She shook her head, "This is enough for me."

Walking along the crowd, the man glanced back, "Fortunately, you said you didn't want it just now. It is said that the mutton skewers have the taste of pork soaked in mutton."

Fu Ran suddenly lost his appetite, and the hand he waved was tightly held in the palm of his hand.

"I lied to you."

They hardly bought anything, and they walked very slowly after clasping their fingers together. The two of them didn't talk much. Fu Ran's hand squeezed him tightly and stuffed it into the man's pocket.

It was nearly ten o'clock when we got back to the hotel.

Fu Ran lay on the bed with his hands spread out. The man took off his coat, pressed one knee against the edge of the bed, and pulled her arm, "Go take a shower."

"I'm so tired, I want to sleep." She kicked her legs, "Didn't you wash it when you went out? The skin on your body is going to peel off."

"Now it's time to pay off the debt."

When Fu Ran heard these two words, her head ached, "Do you want to pay it back?"

The man grabbed her by the leg and pulled her over, "Hurry up, pay it off as soon as possible, and we will have a new account after that."

Fu Ran was exhausted and lay on the bed again after coming out of the bathroom. The man put his hands on her side, and the water dripped onto her face. Fu Ran's almond eyes were slightly closed. Can't kiss enough.

Her eyes were blinded by the light above her head, and she said in a charming voice, "Turn off the light."

"We're not going to turn off the lights this time."

Fu Ran was not used to it, she raised her arm to cover her eyes, but the man pulled her hand down.

He stood up and took a rose from the vase. After removing the petals, he rubbed his palms towards Fu Ran's shoulders. The fragrance of the flowers overflowed instantly, so strong and fragrant that even Fu Ran was intoxicated.

Fu Ran was also provoked, and the crushed petals fell on the two of them, and the white sheets had already been rubbed badly.

The night was obviously as heavy as a shady curtain, but it burned like a raging fire.

Several layers of curtains overlapped, and the two figures on the bed could be seen through the bright night, like a perfect movement.

Sometimes it undulates, sometimes rolls, and sometimes complements each other to create beautiful notes.

The lust is gone, the room can hardly smell the strong smell of the past, only the strange fragrance.

Fu Ran raised her arms wearily, the bed was messy, even the ground was messy, she wanted to get up, "You go take a shower first, I'll change the sheets."

"Isn't that bad?"

Fu Ran pushed the man behind, "If someone sees it tomorrow, I don't know what to think."

When the man came out of the shower, the room was indeed cleaned up.

He rubbed his hair and saw the remaining petals on Fu Ran's chest, the bottom of the pool sank, and his eyes became darker and darker.

Fu Ran couldn't bear to toss about, so she could only pretend not to see it.

When she woke up the next day, the man was still asleep, and Fu Ran was going to rush to mr. She tried her best to get up carefully so as not to disturb him, washed up and changed clothes, and came out. Fu Ran walked to the bed, bent down and saw the man was sleeping deeply.

She kissed him lightly on the forehead, and sent him a text message, telling him that she had to go to mr first.

Before leaving, Fu Ran walked away with the bed sheet from last night.

After the man woke up, he didn't see Fu Ran's figure. He picked up his phone to check the time, and only then did he find Fu Ran's text message.

He put his palms on his forehead, and his body didn't feel tired. He lifted the quilt and got up and sat on the edge of the bed. He dialed Fu Ran's phone number.

"Hey."

"Are you awake?" Fu Ran inadvertently glanced at the bag containing the bed sheet on the passenger seat next to her.

"Well, have you arrived at the company?"

Fu Ran drove the car, "I'll be there soon, you can go back by yourself later, remember to take the medicine."

The man's eyes were full of tenderness, "I know, I always carry it with me."

After hanging up the phone, he was about to take a shower, but unexpectedly, his right leg couldn't move suddenly, and the man couldn't take back his movements. After supporting the bedside table next to him with his palms, he barely sat back on the edge of the bed. He frowned and pressed his palms against the muscles of his legs.

He tried to move his feet, but found that he could.

The scene just now seemed to be an illusion, and the man didn't take it to heart.

Maybe the body is still in the recovery period. I used to be very thin, but now I have to grow back. I am afraid that it will be difficult to adapt for a while.