President spoils the dark wife

Cui Zhai——

Cui Liji is sitting on the sofa looking at the invitation list. However, her indifferent eyes are suddenly cold when they reach the bottom.

"Who the fuck invited Han Dao!"

The girl had been languidly trapped in the sofa and crossed her legs. At this time, her careless eyes suddenly became gloomy and fell heavily on the table with a "pop" of the list in her hand.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with you?"

Cui Jie and Cui Ao are checking other matters of the wedding.

Cui Jie was wearing yuansufeng's black T-shirt and purple sweatpants. He frowned when he saw Cui Liji suddenly go crazy.

Cui Ao, who was wearing Harajuku's white T-shirt and purple sweatpants, was more calm than his brother. With a slight lift of his cold eyebrows, he crossed Cui Liji's angry face and hissed coldly: "please, who's important now?"

Cui Liji looked as like as two peas, who were almost identical, and held back their anger. "Then, you know, Han Yuan's two families on the invitation list, the elder brother is in good relationship with the king Mo Wen. Jing Mowen is invited. Can he not bring Jing sister-in-law?"

Cui Jie and Cui Ao looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, then suddenly laughed and said in one voice, "there's a good play, ha ha!"

"You!"

Cui Liji was hurt by two popular kidneys.

"Cui Liji, do you really care about big brother?"

Cui Ao took the lead in stopping laughing and looked coldly at Cui Liji: "if you hadn't made trouble halfway, would your eldest brother need to get married in such a hurry? Why should you use marriage to make up for the vacancy in the company?"

"Yes, you don't pretend here. You seem to care about your eldest brother very much! You know that your eldest brother doesn't like the woman of the Liu family. This time, because of your childcare, Dad forced your eldest brother to marry the Liu family's daughter!"

Seeing that Cui Ao had torn his face, Cui Jie immediately stopped laughing and sneered with a cold face.

Cui Liji's words were poor, and her face was red. She didn't know what to say.

"Is Cui Jie you? You want to see a good play!"

Cui Liji pointed to one of the teenagers and said angrily.

The accused boy raised his eyes and smiled strangely: "little sister, you can see clearly and point again. It's Cui Ao!"

"I'm here."

Another teenager looked at Cui Liji with the same strange smile.

Cui Liji put down her hand, frowned at them and said, "don't fool me. I still remember the direction of your tear mole."

The two teenagers looked at each other. Their emotions were unpredictable. They were cold and laughed up to the sky. They were very rampant.

The servants working in the yard outside the hall heard the terrible laughter.

Qi Shua's back was cold and ran away to clean.

These two brothers are the best ones to hide in Cui's house.

It's really the appearance of an angel and the heart of a devil.

Because you have no idea what they want to do when they suddenly talk to you with a smile.

Do you really want to ask something, or do you want to tease you, or do you say that you are fired

In a word, they have countless ways to trouble you.

"Cui Liji, are we making you feel stupid or are you really stupid?"

One of them is sarcasm.

Another followed closely and said, "tear moles can be covered with cosmetics and painted again. Do you know?"

"My brother is more willful and likes white. My brother is calm and likes black. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Cui Liji raised her eyebrows in disdain.

"Do the play and do the whole set."

Two people laugh.

After hearing the speech, Cui Liji opened her lips and turned her eyes impatiently: "you're so boring!"

Then he turned and went upstairs.

"Cui Liji, what are you doing? You don't want to run and jump out of the window again? Brother said, I'll let you settle down and report when you go out!"

Cui Liji smelled the speech and knew that the two men deliberately stimulated her. She trembled with anger and turned her head and said angrily, "you're crazy? Brother has opened a piece of land downstairs in my back window and raised a pile of Tibetan mastiffs. I'm sick. I jumped out of the building!"

Words fall, angrily pedaling the stairs.

Cui Jie and Cui Ao raised their eyebrows, took the list in Cui Liji's hand and continued her unfinished work.

Looking at the names on the invited list, Cui Jie and Cui Ao looked at each other.

Smile at the same time.

Looking forward to the opening of the next good play.

The Chimonanthus mume twigs are winding, and there are amorous feelings in the elevation, and the thin shadow exudes a fragrant fragrance.

Although I don't know where Jing mowen got Chimonanthus this month, Mo Yiran is really happy to smell the fragrance.

Jing mowen had just stopped the car and came up. He saw Mo Yiran's pleasant approach to the Chimonanthus on the table smelling the incense, smiled, and walked slowly towards the woman with steady steps.

He hugged Mo Yiran from the back ring and held the whole woman in his arms.

"Like wintersweet?"

The man's deep and thick voice with a trace of laziness, like a warm current, slowly wrapped around Mo Yiran, intoxicating.

Just now two people have explained things clearly.

Mo Yiran was really happy with the white young man just now, but he just thought he was very cute.

If Mo Yiran was so easily in love, she would have changed. I don't know how many objects she changed.

What's more, she doesn't like the activity of old cattle eating tender grass.

Although Jing mowen was still a little angry, he could only hum and stop talking after Mo Yiran stared at him.

As for why Mo Yiran was angry, it was because Jing mowen pressed the wrong elevator button.

Originally, Mo Yiran saw the elevator stop on the lower second floor, and then went to pick up a bead. When she came back, she found that the elevator was already rising, so she took it for granted that Jing mowen parked the car on the lower second floor.

Who could have thought that Jing mowen would run to the third floor?

The explanation given by Jing mowen is that he was too angry, trembled and pressed the wrong button.

However, Mo Yiran's mind turned quickly. He glanced at the second floor. He didn't see the eye-catching luxury car of Jing mowen. He wondered if there would be someone else downstairs from the second floor. Then Jing mowen didn't go down and waited until the third floor.

Then Mo Yiran hurried to the third floor.

As a result, as soon as I went down, I saw that Jing mowen's Maybach was going to drive away, so I hurried to stop.

This stopped a man from thinking silently and getting ready to drive away.

"I prefer red plum."

Mo Yiran turned around and looked up at Jing Mo Wen quietly with a slight hook on his lips.

The thin hand covered the man's handsome face, and the green beads reflected the dark and elegant shimmer on the white wrist.

"Why don't you plant a few more red plums on Ranran?"

There was a smile on the man's tight thin lips. It seemed calm, but there was a trace of malice.

Jing mowen knew that Mo Yiran didn't mean red plum, but he maliciously distorted his words.

Mo Yiran raised his eyebrows, snorted, pushed away Jing mowen and took a bottle of ice water from the fridge.

Jing mowen is worthy of growing up in a small rich family. He drinks water in glass bottles.

Mo Yiran remembers this brand. A bottle seems to cost dozens.

What a luxury.

Mo Yiran shook his head, remembered Yibao in his refrigerator and sighed silently.

It's nice to have a mine at home.

"Mo Wen, why didn't you answer my phone?"

The light and gentle voice faintly read the name of Jing Mo Wen.

Jing mowen's heart trembled and he wanted to cry happily. It's too gentle

Why has Mo Yiran ever been so gentle to herself?

All of them are cold words, or they will be angry

Is this the end of his hard days?

"You called me?"

Jing mowen regained consciousness and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, but found that there was no missed call.

Innocent said, "No."

Mo Yiran looks at the very feminine beauty picture in Jing mowen's hand and pulls the corners of his mouth.

"What about the one you often use?"

Mo Yiran has all the mobile phone numbers of Jing mowen, but what bothers Mo Yiran most is that he doesn't know which mobile phone Jing mowen brings today.

"Broken..."

As for why he broke it, Mo Yiran probably knows the reason.

Sighed and said nothing.

"Ranran, I'll buy another one and only remember your name to contact you, okay?"

Jing mowen approached Mo Yiran and said.