President spoils the dark wife

"Woo... The quilt is fragrant, and the pillow is also fragrant..."

Mo Yiran always has the intention to get out of bed because she sleeps restlessly.

Han Dao had to get up from the sofa and move to the bedside to guard. He dragged Mo Yiran back to the center of the bed from the edge of the big bed again and again.

The woman rolled around wrapped in a quilt, muttering.

Seeing that Mo Yiran was going to get out of bed again, Han Dao, who had just wiped his sweat and stood still, hurried to stare. He crossed over in two steps and caught Mo Yiran who almost landed on his head.

"Woo... You are also fragrant..."

Do not drag into the bed by Han Dao, messy hair rubbed on the clavicle of Han Dao, nose nose smell the smell of perfume on Han Dao clothes, and mumble a confused.

Han Dao sniffed the speech and smoked the corners of his mouth: "you stink."

After a long time, Han Dao finally rested and sat on the sofa, calming down a lot.

He raised his head, raised his jaw slightly, and looked at the woman with a deep and deep line of sight. It seemed that there was something strange to explode.

The woman on the bed finally settled down and fell asleep quietly.

The white jade like skin is delicate and gentle under the gentle light, like a carefully carved dummy, but with the warmth of smoke and fire in the world.

Han Dao touched his left face. It was still hot and painful.

How cruel.

Mo Yiran, gentle and sad.

She and Bai Shengyan are the same kind of people. Their joys and sorrows are as thin as flying flowers and as light as fallen leaves.

Han Dao frowned, walked to the window and fiercely pulled open the curtain.

He looked at the bustling street view, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, and looked at his reflection through the clean glass window.

The room is quiet. Only Han Dao and Mo Yiran are left. This is a foreign country. How likely is Jing mowen to catch up?

Oh, if his revenge ignites at this moment, no one can save Mo Yiran.

However, he looked at the girl sleeping quietly, but he couldn't be cruel anyway.

Among the smoke, thousands of thoughts curled up with the smoke, and the fingers were soft, as if they had seen many years ago.

Mo Yiran may not remember that she came out of a kindergarten with him.

They were all very young at that time, but Han Dao didn't have mo Yiran Gao at that time.

At that time, Mo Yiran was the tallest child in the kindergarten and the most overbearing child at the same time.

Han Dao still remembers that one evening at the end of midsummer, when the sun was setting, the teacher assigned homework and took a little pet to school.

Then the next day, Mo Yiran was wearing a small black skirt with fine workmanship and a pair of Lolita's black square wood heel leather shoes.

In this way, in the early morning with red sun and blue sky on the top and lawn flowers under the bottom, she stepped on the sunrise with rose flowers from the elegant fog that has not dissipated, and led a Tibetan mastiff to appear in everyone's vision.

Han Dao's mother was scared crazy. She picked up little Han Dao and ran away.

Han Dao remembered the girl at that time.

The other children took little turtles and rabbits, but she led a Tibetan mastiff.

Where did she get so much strength?

The Tibetan mastiff, let alone older than the child, can bite off the child's head with one mouth

Too domineering

While feeling that the girl was independent, he summoned up the courage to go over and said, "Hello, what's your name? My name is Han Dao. Shall we play together?"

The child's voice is tender and rare, and it doesn't have the milk of most children of the same age.

However, it was from this time that Han Dao's nightmare began.

He couldn't forget Mo Yiran's eyes when he turned around and looked at him when he heard the voice, from the slight surprise at first sight to the gradual thinning of the smile behind him.

At that time, Han Dao, who didn't know the world, was surprised. The secret way was not good.

This woman may not be a good thing.

Sure enough, the woman looked at him and smiled, "do you want to play together? Good!"

At the same time, he snapped the cream cake he was eating in his hand on his face.

On that day, Han Dao got up from his bed early in the morning in order to leave a good image for Mo Yiran.

Wearing love shirts, shorts and leather shoes that I don't like at ordinary times, I also put oil on my hair and spray perfume.

On that day, Han Dao was chased by Mo Yiran, a little devil, and finally dragged around the kindergarten.

Although this matter caused the dissatisfaction of the Han family, it was soon suppressed, and Mo Yiran still didn't come to school well.

When I saw myself, I didn't even glance at him. I was very proud, as if I didn't remember him at all.

Because he couldn't stand the humiliation, he transferred to school.

Later, we never met again.

Until, he met Mo Yiran who was talking and laughing with Bai Shengyan in the restaurant.

She has changed a lot. Occasionally, her eyes are so gentle that Han Dao almost feels crazy.

Is she gentle?

Or is he crazy?

The blue lake is shimmering, and the jade bridge lies on the twilight smoke. The evening wind slanted, and a swift came through the vast water mist and fell under the eaves to steal the fine grain of the birds in the cage.

At this time, Jing mowen was meeting his partners in the south of the Yangtze River. The two sides sat in the quaint teahouse. There was continuous drizzle outside the house, the ancient bluestone road was endless, and some fog was precipitated between the small bridges and flowing water.

This is not the city center, but a protected land.

People's lives are still flowing, cooking smoke curls, and birds are far away.

The two sides talked happily. After Jing mowen sent each other away, the smile on his face disappeared, and his dark eyes were calm.

"Mr. Jing!"

HuaQuan saw that Jing mowen finally sent the customer away. He hurried in while waiting outside.

"What's the matter, in a hurry?"

Jing mowen frowned indifferently and slowly raised the teapot to renew his tea.

"President Gu couldn't reach you. He called me and sent me a photo!"

Jing mowen was still in no hurry. He drank tea first, and then casually took the mobile phone from HuaQuan.

Only one eye, indifferent eyes, but fierce Yin and prey.

"Han! Dao!"

Gnashing his teeth, when Jing mowen got up, he "snapped" over the simple table, and the delicate porcelain cups broke to the ground.

As he walked, he called Gu Xiu back.

Before long, Gu Xiu answered.

"Oh, the big boss answered the phone? You are so hearty!"

Gu Xiu has been fooling around with Chen Yu all day recently. Now his tone of voice is also very bad.

"Where did the picture come from?"

Jing mowen ignored it and asked boldly.

"Oh, Han Dao went to the United States to meet a customer. Our company also wanted this person, so he planned to grab it. It's really a mistake this time. Now the customer has got it, but your family..."

"Gu Xiu!"

Jing Mo's gentle roar.

Gu Xiu could imagine Jing mowen's anger across his mobile phone and shook.

Lian hurriedly said: "don't worry, I've found someone to watch in the dark. As soon as Han Dao's dog makes any abnormal moves, I'll do it. Now the enemy can't move, I don't move. I'm not going to scare the snake and annoy Han Dao for the time being. I'll wait for you to go there."