Dyed

Fu Ran groaned, shaking his head lightly against his knees.

A chill suddenly shot up from her waist, the cold made her hairs stand on end, and she immediately opened her eyes.

Since the lights in the bedroom were not turned on, she only saw a blurry figure in front of her eyes after she fixed her eyes.

The man's chin moved close to Fu Ran's neck, "It's so cold, help me warm up."

Ming Chengyou lifted Fu Ran's underwear away with his palm, and put it directly on her waist.

"Why is it so cold?"

"Think what you think."

The man's obsidian eyes caught Fu Ran's eyes, and she yawned softly to avoid them, "Slick tongue."

"I thought you would go home first." Ming Chengyou called Butler Xiao beforehand, only to find out that Fu Ran was still at home.

"I promised to wait for you to come back."

"The plane is late. I have something to do with the secretary. When I remember to call you, I'm already on the plane."

Fu Ran didn't feel sleepy at all, her voice was hazy and hoarse, "What time is it?"

"Get up and change clothes, I guess the family is waiting anxiously."

Before going out, Fu Ran saw Ming Chengyou's tired face, and she walked over to help him straighten the collar of his coat.

Ming Chengyou stood motionless, letting her slender fingers move around his neck, and when he drove to Fu's house, Fan Xian kept looking around at the door.

Seeing the headlights of the car coming slowly towards the cold building, Fan Xian happily stepped forward, "Xiaoran, Chengyou, you are finally here."

In the living room, there was a whole table of dishes prepared on the round table. You Yingrui was watching TV in front of the sofa. When she saw them coming in, she hurriedly got up and turned off the power.

After a few simple greetings, they took their seats one after another.

Fan Xian kept filling the bowls of Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou, and also took care of You Yingrui. She felt guilty towards Fu Ran in her heart, but the closer the relationship, the harder it was to say some things.

Fu Songting and Ming Chengyou talked a few business matters from time to time, Ming Chengyou handled it freely, and when his eyes glanced over You Yingrui, he inadvertently saw the bracelet hidden in her cuff with only one corner exposed.

He put a shrimp in Fu Ran's bowl, and said casually, "Miss You's bracelet is pretty, it looks familiar."

You Yingrui put her chopsticks down, put her right hand on her knee, and hurriedly touched her wrist with her left hand. She hid it well before, but unexpectedly ran out.

Even so, she simply admitted, "That day you asked me to help Xiaoran choose a Christmas gift, didn't you also give me one? Later, I asked the clerk to make me the same one as Xiaoran."

Ming Chengyou still had a smile on his lips, "It seems that you have really failed me. You must know that my meaning of sending you off is completely different from my meaning of sending Fu Ran."

The atmosphere suddenly fell into embarrassment, and Fu Ran couldn't help turning his eyes to her when he heard what You Yingrui said.

"Third Young Master, since it's something you gave away, I can decide what to do with it, right?"

"Of course." Ming Chengyou put down his chopsticks, spoke to You Yingrui but looked at Fu Ran who was next to him, "Since you know that I sent something to Fu Ran, but you deliberately adjusted it to be exactly the same, what should I say about you?" Okay, are you ulterior motives?"

You Yingrui's small face was silent, Fan Xian next to her felt distressed seeing her like this, but she couldn't open her mouth to explain Chengyou.

"After all, Xiaoran and I are destined to be destined. Is it because I can't pursue what I like?"

You Yingrui looked straight at Ming Chengyou with her dark eyes. Fan Xian held her hand tightly from under the table and found that her palms were covered with sweat.

"If you are in a hurry to get something like fate, you have to ask others if it is rare."

Ming Chengyou is young and energetic, and he is not used to saving a little face for the other party when he is aggressive.

You Yingrui's eye circles were flushed, and she smiled lightly, then nodded to Ming Chengyou, "Okay, I'm sorry."

She could endure such embarrassment.

After dinner, Fan Xian took a few people to play cards, and Fu Ran only stayed for an hour. Fu Songting knew that Ming Chengyou had just returned from abroad, so he didn't force them to stay.

After Fan Xian sent them away, she stood at the door for a while, and when she turned to go in, she saw You Yingrui standing quietly in the garden, staring blankly at the direction where the car disappeared.

Fan Xian walked over and put her arms around the daughter's shoulders, "Ruirui."

"Mom, I should go home too."

Fan Xian patted her shoulder blades lightly, "Although you haven't told anyone or revealed it in front of others, Mom knows what's on your mind."

Her eyes panicked, "Mom, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"When you were still in Fu's family, we took you to a charity dinner. I remember that was the first time you saw Chengyou. Li Yunling took your hand and said to me, your daughter is so good-looking. Said that she has always wanted to find a suitable marriage for Chengyou."

"Although it was just a joke, I didn't expect to take it seriously in the future, but you obviously mean it. I found a lot of photos about Chengyou when I was cleaning your room..."

"Mom!" You Yingrui suddenly covered her face with her hands, "Stop talking."

"Ruirui," Fan Xian hugged her tightly, "Since you have been able to keep him in your heart for so many years, why don't you try to forget it?"

"I hid it well, didn't I?" You Yingrui let go of her hand, her eyes sparkled, "At least no one can see it except you."

Fan Xian sighed and had nothing to say.

With half of Ming Chengyou's face hidden in the dark night, he tapped the steering wheel with his index finger, "I won't apologize if I've been wronged?"

"What did I wrong you for?" Fu Ran asked knowingly.

"I finally know why you were so abnormal that night, Fu Ran, are you jealous?" Ming Chengyou's eyes were full of determination, "Don't deny it, I saw it when you threw away the bracelet."

"You're very narcissistic." Fu Ran quickly wiped away her embarrassment, and she had to admit that she threw the bracelet too early.

A phone call interrupted Ming Chengyou's about to speak at the right time. Fu Ran fumbled in his bag and finally found a savior.

She connected without thinking, "Hello?"

"Xiaoran, I'm Zhizhi, have you received the mail I delivered to your house?"

"No, what is it?"

"It's nothing. I bought you a gift from Taobao. I checked the logistics and it should have arrived. Remember to sign for it. Also, happy new year."

Fu Ran smiled slightly, and pressed her face to the car window, "You too, happy new year, I will make up for you."

"I've carefully selected it for you, and I'm sure you'll have a big surprise when the time comes."

Back in the capital of Yiyun, Housekeeper Xiao handed a mail to Fu Ran, saying that it arrived in the afternoon.

The two went upstairs together, Ming Chengyou wanted to see what it was, but Fu Ran refused to give it to him, "It's not for you, why are you so excited?"

"Isn't yours mine?" He once again took advantage of his long arms and legs to snatch the mail from Fu Ran. She was powerless and could only stand aside and read it.

"Isn't it a ticking time bomb?"

Ming Chengyou opened the package while talking. The inside was sealed with a black bag, which seemed to be very confidential. He opened the bag and pulled out something.

Fu Ran approached, like a ball of cloth.

Ren Mingchengyou has been in the Fengyue scene for many years, but he couldn't recognize what it was for a while, so he opened the bundled thing.

Fu Ran was startled and opened her mouth slightly.

It's a pair of white men's underwear, very see-through, it's probably as if you didn't wear it.

The key is to see through. There is actually an elephant's nose in the front key part. If there are as many images as possible, there are as many images as possible. These elements are enough to make people's blood spurt, and the most important point...

That elephant's nose is actually a leopard print!

Ming Chengyou's hand holding his underwear was trembling. He looked at Fu Ran who was also stunned beside him, "Is this for you, or for me?"