Afterwards, the two lay in the moonlight, gasping with their eyes closed.

After a squirming sound, the madman got up from the bed, picked her up and walked towards the bathroom.

Ming Ran was tired and sleepy, his eyes couldn't be opened, and he said in a daze: "I'm tired, I want to sleep." ”

The madman looked down at her, with a smile on his lips, and said to the base of her ear, "Don't do it, I'll give you a bath." ”

Ming Ran tilted his head into the madman's arms, let it be.

After cleaning, the madman hugged people back to the bedroom, and as soon as the door opened, the smell of extravagance came to his face, and he raised his eyebrows, it was all his taste, and there was no trace of other men at all, so it was a misunderstanding that febk on that thank you should be.

Later, Ming Ran said, thank you for being a previous client, named George, she helped him find his long-lost family, because of Ming Haoyang's relationship, Ming Ran and him have roughly the same situation, a relative is unknown, and a brother is unknown. The process of searching was sad and tormenting, and the joy of finding their family also made the two like brothers and sisters, nothing more.

And that thank you is just Ming Ran's gratitude to George, for his encouragement and companionship during Ming Haoyang's disappearance.

This sleep, sleeping until the three poles of the sun, Ming Ran got up and prepared to go to the kitchen to make lunch, put on his clothes, looked back at the madman, he was jet lag, let him sleep more, and he should be quite tired last night, Ming Ran had a charming smile on the corner of his mouth, and his face was as red as a glow.

Putting on her clothes and pants, she went to the kitchen, and the madman squinted at the people leaving, turned over, and slept peacefully with a smile on his face.

When Ming Ran woke him up, it was already half past one in the afternoon, and she pulled the madman into the bathroom, "Hurry up and wash, and then eat." ”

The madman lazily moved in, Ming Ran turned around to leave, but was grabbed by the wrist, Ming Ran slammed his body down, and turned around, "Don't make trouble, I'll go serve soup." ”

He ignored it, he had been hungry for so long, how could a meal of soup satisfy his cravings, the madman pulled the person into his arms, propped his arms on the washstand, held the person in his arms, and rested his chin on Mingran's shoulder, lazily, "Squeeze toothpaste for me." ”

Ming Ran glared at him and looked at him in the mirror, "You don't have long hands yourself?"

The madman took her ear in his mouth and twisted it lightly, "My hand has only one function now"

"What?"

"Touch you. ”

Ming Ran rolled his eyes, took a toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "How long has this function been developed?"

The madman kissed more and more downward, and his hand began to be dishonest, and he touched her pajamas, "Since I met you." ”

"Yo, it's been a long time. Ming Ran smiled like a flower, "Then I'm not here during this time, who am I touching?"

The madman hooked her pajama pants, "Don't put a condom on Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can only wear a condom for you." ”

Ming Ran pursed his lips and smiled, feeling happy in his heart, grabbed a hand from his waist and stuffed the toothbrush into his hand, "Brush your teeth first." ”

The toothbrush was thrown away, and the clothes were gone.

"Hmm" Mingran raised her head, her slender neck was reflected in the mirror, like a proud swan, before she could get used to it, her body was also pressed on the mirror by a madman, and the hot breath sprayed on the mirror, atomizing the undulating and overlapping figures, like a dream, ambiguous and infinite.

After the bathroom battlefield ended, Ming Ran couldn't even walk now, his legs were weak and he could only be carried to the dining chair by the madman, the two sat opposite each other, when eating, Ming Ran pouted, looking unhappy, looking at the madman from time to time, he was high-spirited, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, I really couldn't understand, I did one thing, how could I react so differently.

As soon as the madman looked up, Ming Ran stared straight at him and took a bite of the steak as if the piece of meat was him.

The way she puffs out her little face is really cute, especially her skin, which is fair and clear, soft and smooth, and if he is stronger, it will leave traces.

Across the table, he reached out and touched her face, "Look at your eyes, do you want to send me to heaven?"

Ming Ran squinted, with a charming expression, and the tip of his tongue deliberately brushed his red and swollen lips from the kiss, and said with a smile: "Don't be so obscure, it's better to be straightforward." ”

"Straightforward?" the madman raised an eyebrow at her, "you translate." ”

Ming Ran smiled and said, "The grass turns over you." ”

The madman snorted, almost choked, took a napkin and printed the edge of his lips, and asked seriously, "When are you going to do it?"

Ming Ran was so tired today that he said with little confidence: "Tomorrow!"

The madman was full, put the napkin on the table, got up and walked around the table towards her, "Don't mind, it's better to hit the day than to hit the day, today!"

Ming Ran's hand trembled, what is the pretending force, sooner or later it will have to be returned, and the report of the present world is coming.

"Hey you, what are you doing?" the fork in Ming Ran's hand was taken away, and she immediately grabbed the corner of the table and didn't let go, "I didn't finish eating." "But as soon as the waist was tightened, it was easily fished away by a madman.

The madman carried the person and strode towards the bedroom, the world in front of him was turned upside down, and Mingran's life was also subverted by the madman.

He put the person on the bed, put his arms on either side of her head, and deliberately pressed against her, "What I asked you yesterday, do you remember?"

last night

Say, don't you think of me?

Ming Ran pondered his expression, if she said no, the madman felt that he would toss her again, and the hero would not suffer the loss in front of him.

Obediently said, "I think about it." ”

The madman hooked his lips, "That's good!"

After a while, as soon as the pajama pants were pulled to the end, there was a scream in the room, at first it was an indignant madman, a madman, and then a madman and a madman who was flattering

For three days, the madman fished Ming Ran over and hurt him when he had nothing to do, which was regarded as making up for everything that should have been done during the time of separation, and Ming Ran now saw that the madman had weak legs, but the feeling of being held in his arms made her addicted again, and she thought to herself, forget it, death will be death.

This afternoon, the two came back from the supermarket, as soon as they entered the house, the madman shǒu jī rang, he carried the shopping bag into the kitchen, took out the shǒu jī and looked at it, his eyes were fixed for half a second, he put down his things, he turned around and went to the bedroom, Ming Ran put the ingredients in the shopping bag one by one on the cooking table, heard the sound of the door closing, and didn't pay much attention to it.

The identity of the madman, she knows it clearly, and in the past few days, there must be something over there that needs him.

In the bedroom, the madman stood in front of the window, the window was open, and the navy blue curtains swayed gently with the wind as soon as the wind passed.

The news in Diàn Huà made him slightly stunned, a little unconvinced, and reconfirmed, "Really?"

After getting the affirmation, the madman slowly put down shǒu jī.

Outside the door, footsteps approached, and Ming Ran tapped through the door panel, "Crazy, come out and eat fruit." ”

"!" the madman came back to his senses, "here we are." ”

Opening the bedroom door, he stood there motionless, looking at Ming Ran sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, holding a bucket of ice cream in his arms, holding ** to change channels.

"Come here, don't you want to eat grapefruit? ”

The madman walked over, with no expression on his face, he blocked Ming Ran's view, and the latter waved his hand at him, "Go over, it's blocked." ”

The madman said, "Ming Haoyang,"

Ming Ran's face turned cold and looked directly at him.

"He's not dead. ”

Ming Ran didn't slow down for a few seconds.

"I said he wasn't dead. ”

Realizing what she had just heard, she rubbed herself up from the couch, her chest heaving, her eyes reddening, and she wanted to say something, but something clicked in her throat.

"Do you want to see him?"

Ming Ran bit her lip, nodded with an aggrieved face, tears couldn't stop popping, the madman was distressed to death, walked over, hugged her, and slapped her back with a big palm, "Okay, okay, don't cry." ”

Ming Ran plunged into the heart of the madman, hugged him and cried even more, as if he had been wronged.

But only a madman knows that she has really been wronged.

Not everyone has the courage to prove one thing with obsession.

The madman's voice poured over her head, and she cried, and he spoke to her slowly.

"Minister Yue needs a person with a simple identity and no background to cooperate with President Mu to complete the task, so he will arrange for your brother to fake his death while performing a confidential mission, help deliver the news, and secretly protect him."

The madman told her the events of the year, and Ming Ran's crying gradually fell silent.

It wasn't until all the truth was revealed that Ming Ran confirmed that her brother was really not dead, and she wasn't dreaming.

The madman took her shoulders and lowered her head, her face covered with tears, her eyes red like a rabbit, leaned over and kissed her eyes, the tip of her nose, her soft lips.

Straighten her and ask, "In two and a half hours, your brother's plane will arrive, do you want to pick it up?"

Ming Ran's eyes lit up, she cried and laughed, and jumped on top of the madman, who dragged her, and Ming Ran held the madman's head and kissed hard.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for keeping him from dying. Ming Ran couldn't help himself excitedly, and only thanked him randomly.

She didn't know if this thanksgiving was to God or to the earth, but in short, she was grateful that he was still alive.

The madman patted her buttocks, "Go wash your face, like a flower cat, your brother wants to see you like this, maybe he thinks I bullied you and made you like this!"

Ming Ran was angry, "You just bullied me, I want to tell my brother." ”

She turned to walk, her neck was grabbed by the madman, and she was pulled back into the firm and wide embrace, the man's deep voice in her ears, and the tone of her voice had an indescribable smell of danger.

"You owe it to clean up, do you?"

Ming Ran raised his neck, "Yes, I just want you to clean me up." ”

The madman squinted, wrapped his arms around her waist, and tightened his grip, "Half an hour from your house to the airport is enough." ”

Ming Ran immediately understood what he meant, and was about to run away when he untied his hand, but was picked up by a madman, and the person was directly pressed on the sofa.

In the end, the living room was not spared, becoming a battlefield for the two.

The glass lampshade reflects the shadows of the two people, floating and sinking, overlapping and entwining, some are picturesque, and some are full of affection.

He couldn't hear her scream, he couldn't help it when he screamed, he couldn't help it, he couldn't help it, he was afraid of hurting her, but he liked to hear her scream, which made him feel comfortable, it turned out that possession was such a wonderful thing.

At the hospital, he said that he was giving her a chance, but in fact, the madman was giving himself a chance.

Once in possession, it will not let go.

The madman took Ming Ran's hand, her fingers were slender and soft, inserted into his hair, he deepened, she frowned, grabbed his hair, something between her fingers passed under her, and when she let go, a ring was put on her ring finger.

Ming Ran lost her soul, staring at the ring in a daze, and the madman kissed her on the lips fiercely, just like that night.

His fingers unbuttoned her one by one, and when the last one was undone, he tore it off, and spewed hot air in her ear, saying:

It's late, you're mine.