When he woke up in the morning, the residual medicinal effect in his body made Murong Zun feel the spring breeze for the second time, and the two finally woke up at twelve o'clock at noon.

Mo Ran curled up in his arms, feeling the firm and delicate texture coming from his fingertips, engraved in his mind little by little, there was not much time left, she had never been in love, she was not sure if she was really in love now, and now she had no time to think about it, she only hoped that the last three days could be spent in peace and warmth.

Murong Zun didn't say a word after waking up, the woman in his arms was so warm that he was reluctant to give up in his heart, this was something that had never happened before, did he really want to let go at the end of the contract period?

After the two warmed each other in bed for half an hour, they couldn't resist their hunger and got up to go to the restaurant to eat

Mrs. Yao hadn't been so angry as she was today for a long time, and the person she had recruited actually stood on Zun'er's side, and the inexplicable sense of betrayal made her angry, and she immediately notified Tang Chuxue that the resources agreed upon before were invalid

Seeing Mrs. Yao's call, Tang Chuxue guessed that it was time to leave, and patiently answered the criticism, she wanted to have a meal with Mo Dye and Mu Shao before leaving, thinking of Mu Shao's hungry and thirsty face last night, she estimated that the two of them would not wake up, and the coming day would be long, so it was better to choose the fastest flight back to F City first, so as to avoid Mrs. Yao from coming back to her for trouble.

Time passes, and although ink dyeing has been cherished, it will always come

On the last day, Murong Zun chose to rest for half a day to spend with her, and by the way, unveiled the final result of the gambling contract.

Near noon, he set the lunch venue at Blue Bay Island, a famous tourist attraction and vacation destination in S City

To go to Lanwan Island, you must pass through a suspended bamboo bridge, and ink dye agreed, the two will meet on the bamboo bridge, is expected to arrive in forty minutes, he no longer delayed, put down the matter at hand, and went to the garage downstairs of the company to pick up the car.

The next second he entered the elevator, He Xuan immediately revealed the location of the meeting to Mrs. Yao, as early as three days ago, she planned to shoot again today, Tang Chuxue caused the loss, she needed to win back.

In Z Group, Mrs. Yao used a computer to open the traffic map of S City and project it on a large screen, and it was necessary to pass through the Blue Mountain Viaduct from the villa to the Blue Bay, and the viaduct was the best blocking point.

"Secretary Li, after waiting for the ink-dyed taxi to get on the Blue Mountain Viaduct, you go to arrange two accidents, one on the viaduct and one under the viaduct, by the way, say hello to the Transportation Bureau, and deal with it later"

"Secretary Deng, you contact the mobile company and stop the phone cards of Ink Dye and Zun'er today."

Mrs. Yao implemented the plan in an orderly manner, and this time I wanted to make Zun'er completely understand that he was not qualified to resist my wishes until he took over as the head of Group Z.

Sitting on the Didi car, Mo Ran was uneasy, she knew about her own situation, the top rich second generation of playthings on a whim, she should be happy to get out, but she actually felt reluctant in her heart, she once had no attachment to the world, but now she has a sense of belonging to the so-called home.

Thinking of this, she looked to her chest, where it was beating wildly.

The sun outside the car window is scorching, slowly close her eyes, wait for her heartbeat to return to normal, strictly speaking, the initiative of the gambling contract has always been in her hands, whether she wins or loses, depends on whether she admits it or not.

For a long time, I secretly sighed, I, ink dyeing, am willing to gamble and lose.

The car drove slower and slower until it was stuck in one place, and it felt a little wrong, she opened her eyes and asked, "Master, why is it stuck here and not moving?"

The old driver, rolled down the window, took out a soft white sand spot, took a deep breath, and said indifferently, "Girl, you are unlucky, there was an accident in front, this is the Blue Mountain Viaduct, it is estimated that it will take a long time"

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called Zunshang, signal X, how could it be? It was a problem with the mobile phone, and it was still the same after restarting, so she had no choice but to ask the old driver for help

"Sorry, the call you made has been suspended"

Returning the mobile phone to the master, she understood, Mrs. Yao was in the layout, a very simple bureau, she had not arrived for a long time, and Zunshang had left in disappointment, since she could find out, presumably Zunshang also knew, and now faced two choices, one is not to enter the game, and go back to the house directly to leave quietly, and the other is to enter the game, try her best to rush over, at that time Zunshang may still be there, maybe he has already left

Took out 200 yuan in cash from his wallet and handed it to the driver, "Master, I'm sorry, I need to get off the bus early, this is the cost of travel and compensation"

The old driver took the money and thanked him repeatedly, saying that Mo Dye was the most beautiful and best-hearted girl he had ever seen.

If he knew the truth of the matter, he probably wouldn't have had a similar delusion.

After getting out of the car, she ran down the viaduct along the lane, secretly glad in her heart, fortunately she didn't wear high heels today, only to find that there was an accident under the bridge and was blocked.

At present, there are nearly 20 kilometers away from the bamboo bridge, it is not realistic to run over, look around, and find a small yellow car whose lock has been picked in the grass on the side of the road, and I can't help but be happy, it seems that the goddess of luck is still on my side.

Riding a bicycle and going according to the route in memory, the road was full of ups and downs, the uneven road made her feel difficult before she had lunch, and the sun at noon had no pity for the jade, and after a while, the sweat soaked her jacket.

The massive exertion of physical strength drove hunger, the midday sun blurred the road, and the two little ink dyes in his mind were struggling

"Your Excellency is gone, don't be sentimental, go back"

"Your Excellency hasn't yet, he's waiting for me?"

"Time is too long, and your honorable time is precious"

"Seeing is believing, I have to look"

With some kind of obsession, she persevered all the way, arrived at the destination, stopped the bicycle, and found that nearly two hours had passed from the agreed time, and finally there was a small stone staircase to go, and she only felt weak when she stepped on it

Come on, ink dyeing, the last step of the long march is missing

Relying on constantly cheering himself up, he walked up step by step, and the bamboo bridge came into view

On the bamboo bridge, Murong Zun waited for a long time, thinking that she should not come! As early as more than two hours ago, when he found that his mobile phone had no signal, he guessed that the old woman had made another move.

During this period, he asked someone to borrow a mobile phone to call Mo Ran, and after finding that he couldn't get through, he checked the traffic conditions, and accidents occurred on and below the Blue Mountain Viaduct, causing serious congestion.

Although he guessed that with the old woman's means, he would not want to dredge the blockage at night, but he still chose to wait on the bridge, because Mo Ran acted in a different style from ordinary people, and he was worried that she would rush to the bridge and not see him, and return disappointed.

Wandering alone on the bamboo bridge, he sometimes thought about the way she would come over when the Blue Mountain Viaduct was so far away?

The waiting time was always long, and suddenly, the bamboo bridge under his feet began to vibrate, and he reflexively looked up to see sweaty ink dyeing running from the bridge.

The moment he saw her, he understood which mode of transportation was taken, and he was unprecedentedly distressed, and when she ran to her, he took out his handkerchief, gently wiped the sweat on her face, and said distressedly: "This is a bureau set up by the old woman, you don't have to come over"

"Avoiding is equivalent to admitting defeat, only after entering the game, can you break the game" She enjoyed the tenderness on her handkerchief, explaining her reason for coming

When he finished wiping, the ink-stained head raised slightly, looked directly into his eyes, and whispered

"Besides, I have another important thing for me to tell you in person," she said, stepping forward and hugging the man in front of her. Let him feel his crazy beating heart, and confess softly

"Your Excellency, I admit ......defeat in the previous bet! I was tempted. ”

As a veteran of the love field, he has confessed to many women, and many women have confessed to him, true or false, he has never listened to it, until today, her confession is like a clear spring flowing into his heart, and he made up his mind.

Lowered her head and rubbed her lips lightly in her ear: "Mo Ran, can you stay with me for a while?"

She didn't answer, and just offered a fragrant kiss.

Even if she will be abandoned one day in the future, she still decided to stay without hesitation, because every day before leaving will become the best memory of her life.

The two of them ate and drank in the hotel in the Blue Bay, and after eating, Murong Zun took the ink dye to the mall to buy a change of clothes, and then went back to the hotel to replace all the sweat-soaked clothes and throw them away.

came out of the bathroom, changed into brand new clothes, and walked barefoot to Murong Zun's side

He hugged the ink dye with pampering in his eyes, and took a deep breath, "Sure enough, the fragrance of the bath gel smells good."

Her cheeks were slightly red, and Mrs. Yao was probably very angry when she thought that she would stay, so she proposed, "Your Excellency, why don't I live in another place in the future?"

As if he thought of something, his expression gradually turned cold, "Don't worry, the old woman's side, I'll take care of it"

"You pack up, we'll drive back later, and by the way, let Steward Liu convey my meaning to her."

"Good!"