Dyed

The corners of Ming Zheng's mouth twitched, and he clasped Luo Wenying's shoulders with both hands, "I'm also drunk and unconscious, who told you I couldn't?"

Luo Wenying tilted her head and buried it in Mingzheng's neck.

Before going to sleep, throw out a sentence like this, "Explaining is equal to covering up, this, this is nothing to be ashamed of, how nice, both of us, we are both rare species."

Ming Zheng was so angry that his handsome face was almost distorted.

Shen Sufen sat dry after eating, Xu Rong took a plate of fruit and sat beside her, "Auntie."

Shen Sufen stared at her for a while, "Oh, you are Ming Rong's fiancee, aren't you?"

"You eat fruit."

Shen Sufen looked around, "What about Xiaoran, I'm going home, but I haven't seen her yet."

"Should be entertaining guests," Xu Rong stared at Shen Sufen, "Let's play again."

"There are still things to do at home," Shen Sufen looked at the watch on her wrist, "It's almost 10 o'clock."

Xu Rong held the cup and drank the juice.

"I also have a daughter about your age."

"Ahem." Xu Rong choked on a mouthful of orange juice, she turned her eyes away, and calmed down after a while, "Then where is she now?"

Shen Sufen was full of worry, "Although she is not half as sensible as Xiaoran, she is my own daughter after all, and I don't care if she can come back now, as long as she lives well, I can rest assured."

When Xu Rong heard this, she squeezed her fingers holding the cup tightly, and Shen Sufen pulled the corner of her mouth with a wry smile, "Let's not talk about that today, I'll go and see where Xiaoran is."

"Auntie, wait a minute," Xu Rong held her hand, "I bought several sets of clothes for my mother at the mall, but she thought they were too small, and I didn't bother to return them, so why don't you wear them?"

"How is this possible?" Shen Sufen quickly waved her hands, "Besides, I can't wear such good clothes, thank you for your kindness."

"Auntie, it's a waste if I put it there, just do me a favor," Xu Rong stood up after finishing speaking, she took Shen Sufen's hand and led her to the living room, "Come upstairs with me, I'll give it to you." you."

Shen Sufen insisted not to, but Xu Rong's hands were strong, and he insisted on taking her to the second floor, "Don't worry, the style of clothes is very ordinary, and my mother doesn't like fancy things, you probably wear them just right, I'll give you an invoice or something." It’s all lost, and it’s just taking up space in the closet.”

Xu Rong pulled Shen Sufen into the room, let her sit again, opened the closet, stuffed all the clothes in the bag, Shen Sufen stood up, "So many? No, I really can't wear them."

Xu Rong handed a big bag full to her hand, "Take it, you are Xiaoran's mother, and Xiaoran and I have always been good friends."

Shen Sufen thanked them, and the two walked out of the room, just as Ming Rong came up.

"Why are you here?"

"I asked Auntie to come up." Xu Rong took Mingrong's arm, "Some clothes my mother can't wear, and it's a waste to leave them alone."

There was suspicion hidden between Ming Rong's brows, Xu Rong hid his unnatural expression, "Auntie, I'll take you downstairs."

Before Shen Sufen left, she said goodbye to Fu Ran, and Xiao Ran took out the food prepared by Housekeeper Xiao, "You take these back and put them in the refrigerator, they won't spoil easily."

"Look, when I come here, I can't take anything down."

Fu Ran noticed the bag in her hand, "What is this?"

"It was given by the girl who was with you last time. She said that she bought it for her mother and it didn't fit her. I feel very embarrassed. It must be very expensive to buy in the mall."

Fu Ran casually glanced at it, it was still a big brand.

"It's okay, it's a waste if you can't wear it anyway."

Sending Shen Sufen out of Ming's house, Fu Ran wanted to drive but Shen Sufen insisted on going back by herself. Seeing her figure on the battery car disappearing from his eyes, Fu Ran suddenly thought of the bag of clothes just now.

It stands to reason that Xu Rong wants to buy it for her mother, and the usual size will not go wrong, and besides, there should be quite a lot in that bag.

Fu Ran returned to the living room, and Qin Mumu and Song Zhi only spoke to her now. After the divorce, Qin Mumu's complexion improved a lot, and he gradually regained his previous self-confidence.

Song Zhi gave the prepared gift to Fu Ran, "I wish you all a hot night."

Fu Ran waved his hand, Song Zhi quickly raised his finger and put it between his lips, "Shh, so many people are watching?"

"What hot night?" Ming Chengyou came over with a wine glass.

Song Zhi laughed, and couldn't help teasing, "Hey, you didn't hear a single thing we whispered so many times, but you're only interested in the hot night, aren't you?"

Thick-skinned with him, Ming Chengyou sipped his wine, "I'm more interested in the night than in the day, and so is my Fu Ran."

Can you stop dragging her into the water?

Qin Mumu and Song Zhi couldn't help laughing.

Ming Rong looked at Xu Rong who was eating fruit, and his palm fell on her shoulder, "How do you know her?"

"Who?"

"Xiao Ran's adoptive mother."

Xu Rong's eyes dodged slightly, she chewed, "I met on the street before, and I heard Xiao Ran said that her family is very poor, so I just wanted to give her some clothes, nothing else."

"I'm not saying you give her things." The skin under Ming Rong's fingers was tense, and Xu Rong picked up a piece of watermelon and brought it to the man's mouth. "What's the matter? I used to give gifts to others in America. Don't worry about it."

Ming Rong bit a piece of watermelon, "From now on, you will have less contact with that family, and Mom will be unhappy when she sees it."

"why?"

"Didn't I tell you? You Yingrui had something with Chengyou before, so don't ask too much."

Xu Rong lowered her eyes, Ming Rong took out her mobile phone to search for news, Xu Rong looked at the side of the man's face, her eyes were dazed, but her heart seemed to be pressed by a huge stone.

Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou sent the guests out one by one. Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, Ming Chengyou grabbed her arm and dragged her to him, "I have a mysterious gift for you."

Fu Ran couldn't help being curious, "What is it?"

The man pretended to be secretive, "What do you want most?"

Fu Ran frowned and thought about it.

Ming Chengyou prompted, "What is your wish?"

"Family fun."

Ming Chengyou nodded with satisfaction, "With the gift I gave you, life will be more harmonious in the future."

It was so general that she really couldn't figure it out.

Fu Ran stepped on her high heels, exhausted, and sent the guests out of the door again, "Hurry up and tell me what gift it is."

To be teased. To be tickled.

"It doesn't work if you say it, you need to see it with your eyes."

Fu Ran thought about all the possibilities, necklace?ring?bracelet?car?

After finally waiting for the birthday party to end, the two of them dragged their feet to go upstairs. Seeing that she was too tired to walk, Ming Chengyou said, "I'll carry you?"

When Fu Ran heard the voice following behind her, her brows and eyes were slightly curved, "I have to carry it back to the room."

The gifts were laid out in a row on the coffee table in the bedroom. Fu Ran reached out and hooked Ming Chengyou's neck, "Hurry up and give me the gifts."

"Go take a shower first."

"What does that have to do with taking a bath?"

"Didn't you feel tired just now? Go!" Ming Chengyou gently pushed her back with his palm, "I'll unwrap the present for you."

Fu Ran took off her dress, and really wanted to take a bath to soothe her tense muscles. She took a bath with essence, put on her pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom. Seeing piles of presents as if they had been robbed, Ming Chengyou was still unwrapping them. Quite a few opened their mouths and placed them messily on the ground.

Fu Ran walked over while wiping her hair, "What are you doing looking at others?"

Ming Chengyou raised his head, the thing in his hand was obviously not what he was looking for, he got up and sat on the sofa, "What did Song Zhi send?"

Fu Ran remembered that she scanned the dazzling array of gift boxes with her fingers, picked out one and handed it to Ming Chengyou, "It should be this one."

The man's face was overjoyed, and he couldn't wait to tear it apart after taking it.

"It's my gift, why are you opening it?" Fu Ran was dissatisfied.

Ming Chengyou lowered his head, eyes full of interest, "I like unpacking boxes the most."

Ming Chengyou stretched his hand in at a speed similar to picking up clothes, and his face became weird. Fu Ran thought of what Song Zhi said before, and couldn't help feeling nervous, "She won't send any weird things again, right? "

Ming Chengyou took out the things, and Fu Ran almost fainted.

This will be even more bloody than the elephant's nose last time, and it will be directly replaced with adult products.

Ming Chengyou held the mold in his hand, "Tsk tsk, your friend is really full of yellow."

The point is, does Fu Ran need this thing?

Ming Chengyou put it back, "Don't look at it, you have no chance to use it."

Fu Ran was just thinking, Song Zhi really dared to give anything.

Ming Chengyou stood up, Fu Ran reached out and grabbed him, "Where's your gift?"

"Wait until I get out of the shower."

After the man finished speaking, he took off his clothes and walked to the bathroom. When he came out, he faced Fu Ran's expectant eyes. Ming Chengyou only wore a bath towel and sat next to Fu Ran. He held Fu Ran's face with both hands, "Are you happy today?" ?”

She nodded heartily.

"This is just the beginning, I will keep you happy all day and all night."

Fu Ran saw him bend down to open the bedside table, "I'll give you the most practical and meaningful gift, a gift that no one else would have thought of."

"What is it?"

"Original Soundtrack."

You are so elegant, want to watch an all-night movie with her?

Is it an Oscar-winning film or a love affair or a historical disaster film?

Fu Ran was thinking.

Something was handed to her.

It reads: 36 strokes for husband and wife's luck.

She almost spat out a mouthful of blood.