President spoils the dark wife

It's a little cold in November.

The next day it began to rain, and the rain was lingering in the branches of the Wutong outside the window. It was tender and delicate, but it was too cold.

A grey Finch, sheltering from the bitter wind and rain, landed on Mo Yiran's balcony and pecked the wet wings with its red and tender beak.

"Meow!"

Xiao Mo was very excited when he saw the gray bird, so he jumped out of Mo Yiran's arms. When he caught it, he would open his mouth and bite.

Mo Yiran coughed twice.

Xiao Mo had opened his mouth and gave a fierce meal. He looked back at Mo Yiran standing behind him. He turned his eyes in great contempt, ignored him and lowered his head to continue biting.

But the grey finch didn't seem to be easy to mess with. Taking advantage of the moment when little Merton lived just now, he suddenly cut on its furry cat claws.

"Meow, meow!"

Xiao Mo screamed, his claws loosened, the gray finch fluttered its feathers, and some messy wings flew away, and soon disappeared into the rain and fog.

Estimate this life, until death, will no longer be willing to come back to this place of near death.

Mo Yiran shook her head and sighed. While she breathed a sigh of relief for the finch, she felt that her cat was really worthless.

It's useless that the bird meat in the mouth can make it run away.

Little Dumas said well that eating is for the body and drinking is for the soul.

Mo Yiran opens the door of the balcony and slowly swings past with a red wine bottle and glass in his hand.

She poured out half a glass of red wine and put the bottle on the glass table. The whole person lay lazily in the hanging chair. One plain white foot stepped on the hanging chair and the other foot hung below, staring at the ground from time to time.

Half squinting intoxicated eyes, slowly swinging, tired time lazy and comfortable.

Her favorite is rainy days in autumn.

Wearing a loose silk dress, stepping on a velvet mop on your feet, lying in a hanging chair drinking red wine, wrapped in the cool wind of a blanket, playing your favorite classical music in your mobile phone, and the sound of rain falling on the eaves outside.

Far away from worldly troubles, no matter prosperous or poor, I can't remember them all and am sleepy.

Today, she was in a good mood and gave all the employees a day off, mainly because she wanted to have a good rest.

The dessert business is also very competitive.

She's new, and it's even harder to mix. After all, Baisheng's smoke and ink are not in the same line. If she wants to help, she doesn't know how to help.

Moreover, once there are more lists and get busy, Mo Yiran will stay up late and work overtime with the employees.

From time to time, it is common to arrive at dawn in the morning.

Some employees complain that they always mutter about leaving when they have to work overtime, but they don't speak immediately after eating the takeout ordered by Mo Yiran after working overtime.

Qing Yu is really tired, but Mo Yiran's salary is not low, and Mo Yiran is a kind boss. Although he gets angry occasionally, his anger will soon dissipate.

And the benefits are really good.

Mo Yiran is a good-looking boss. He will take them to steam and eat hot pot every other half a month.

I really want to go when I'm tired.

But let's go. I really can't bear it.

And they all know that as long as they keep them, they will have a good future.

After all, they've seen it from a distance. The boss's boyfriend drives Maybach

"No, it's Bentley!"

An employee said.

"No, I saw it clearly last time. It was Rolls Royce!"

Another employee said.

"How can I remember it was a red and black Viagra?"

A sugar flipper sitting pinching a doll's fingers tilted his legs and said slowly.

The standing West Point masters heard a fierce silence.

I don't know who it was. I suddenly asked, "what's the boss driving?"

"Audi A8L."

The crowd was silent again.

Such a rich boss is just starting a company. It's impossible to default on his salary

They want to stay

And the boss didn't say a few days ago. When the company starts to make profits, they will recruit more people, so they don't have to be so tired.

They believe the boss

Mo Yiran is lying comfortably, so she needs another cigarette.

Ever since she went out with Jing mowen, Jing mowen has taken away all the cigarettes in her house.

A serious face said that girls are at home. Smoking is harmful to health.

Mo Yiran knew that Jing mowen was for her own good, so she let him go. Until now, she hasn't touched smoke again.

No one has ever taken care of her about smoking.

When she was a student, Bai Shengyan would run into the toilet with her or smoke on the roof.

Later, when he went abroad, he met Qin Yu. Although he didn't like smoking, he didn't stop it either.

Usually, Bai Shengyan and Mo Yiran go to Qin Yu's bar to sit together with two rebellious girls, one cigarette for each, then Qin Yu comes to rub one, and then make a glass of wine for the two girls.

Later, Bai Shengyan returned home and met Yan binwei.

Yan binwei took a fancy to himself and didn't promise him. The smelly man scolded. Then he was beaten by Qin Yu and settled a lot.

Later, Yan binwei felt boring and returned home. He came to play and relax.

Later, Bai Shengyan suddenly called himself an international long-distance news one day, saying that he had mixed with a handsome crocodile.

Oh, that man is Yan binwei.

Then came Han Dao.

He was not even surprised to see himself smoking by chance.

She put the cigarette beside her red lips. Instead of waiting for Lai Han Dao to take it off, she waited for Han Dao, who smiled and lit her cigarette.

Jing mowen was the first person to accept all her cigarettes without saying a word.

Mo Yiran thought that he finally waited for such a person.

Later, one day, Mo Yiran went to find Jing mowen, and then saw his cigarette in the drawer of his office. The lady's cigarette in the ashtray had just been extinguished.

Then Jing mowen opened his innocent eyes and shrugged: "you can't waste it."

Mo Yi dyed a fire, threw it all away and threatened.

"I've worked hard to quit smoking. Your uncle is comfortable! Huh?"

Later, Mo Yiran gave Jing mowen's cigarettes to Gu Xiu and Chen Yu, who just came to find Jing mowen.

Jing mowen's cigarettes are all expensive. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them. You can't ask for them.

After Chen Yu and Gu Xiu accepted the cigarettes, they followed suit.

Well, in this way, there are two smokers in the world because of a wishful love.

A crisp bang.

Mo Yiran woke up from his dream.

It turned out that Xiao Mo knocked over his red wine bottle.

The sound of the broken red wine bottle is clear and crisp, but it also has some inexplicable charm.

The glittering glass residue is stained with blood like red wine, mixed with rain and fog that are blown obliquely by the cold wind from time to time, and integrated into a landscape freehand painting of the world.

Xiaomo doesn't seem to think he has done anything wrong. He still proudly raises his head and takes a lazy and elegant step.

When I passed the red wine flowing all over the place, I licked it with curiosity, and then it got out of control.

Yiran didn't stop it. She looked at little mo Mei licking the red wine with a smile on her lips and was too lazy to move.

Slender fingers took the red wine glass on the glass table, shook it slowly for a few circles, drank a few mouthfuls, and thought of taking a nap again.

However, tiredness is something that is hard to have after waking up.

A bang.

Xiao Mo was drunk, lying on the floor, sleeping in a moving position.