President spoils the dark wife

The burning clouds outside the window are gorgeous and beautiful, like an ancient and huge beautiful totem full of mystery.

Mo Yiran leaned against the back chair. The black coat was simple and full of style. Wearing on Mo Yiran, it had a different charm.

High cold, but vaguely with a little tenderness.

Mo Yiran woke up at noon.

She told Jing mowen to take him to know her past. As a result, Jing mowen began to be hypocritical at the critical moment.

After a while, he said he was still a little sleepy. Then he slept for a while. When he woke up, he looked gentle and affectionate and said, "Ranran, are you hungry?"

Mo Yiran sees that Jing mowen is procrastinating.

As for why, Mo Yiran guessed in her heart.

Jing mowen is afraid he can't stand it.

Mo Yiran didn't say anything. She would accompany him to do whatever Jing mowen wanted. She laughed all the way without saying anything, waiting for Jing mowen to wake up.

Finally, at this point, the awkward man pulled his tie and said, "Ranran, you seem to say where you want to take me at noon..."

Mo Yiran sneered, "take you to heaven."

Jing mowen: "

The car is still speeding on the road.

Mo Yiran has even regretted because of Jing mowen's repeated delay.

Her affair with Qin Yu is a secret that she hides deep in her heart and doesn't want to mention. She protects it with all the gentle, fierce and indifferent high walls, which can also be said to stick to it.

Now, she needs to break the shackles and show her bloody side in front of others.

Jing mowen always wants to believe him.

But her innate vigilance and defensive nature kept her a trace of vigilance.

Jing mowen also felt cold for many times because she didn't want to believe it.

However, Jing mowen is different from those men before.

Arrogant, he is willing to bear blows again and again, but never gives up. Even if he breaks his heart, he will respect Mo Yiran's choice.

Mo Yiran sees that Jing mowen really likes himself.

But what Mo Yiran can't guarantee is how long this love can last.

She can't even guarantee whether this love will escalate into hate.

"Ran Ran."

The slightly cold voice sounded gently in my ears. Then, before Mo Yiran came back to his mind, his shoulder was already heavy.

Mo Yiran turned his head and looked at the man who fell on his shoulder. He slightly hooked his lips. Under the gorgeous twilight, there was infinite tenderness.

"What's the matter? I drank too much just now?"

Mo Yiran reached out and gently touched the man's handsome face.

The tone is clear and peaceful.

The man groaned, nodded, grabbed Mo Yiran's bright wrist and leaned against his face.

"Ranran..."

Jing mowen had no other superfluous words, but pressed Mo Yiran's hand on his face and repeated the name.

Jing mowen should be confused now.

Mo Yiran sighed, stretched out his hand, put on Jing mowen's shoulder and gently patted him on the chest: "OK, OK, I'm here. I know what you want to say. Love me very much, don't you? I know, I love myself too."

Driver: "

The bodyguard in the front row: "

Jing mowen: "well, Ranran, you're smart."

The driver pulled a corner of his mouth: "...."

The bodyguard twitched his mouth: "...."

Before long, the cemetery arrived.

As soon as the car stopped, Jing mowen sat up straight again. His face was serious. He looked like a stranger. Everyone was drunk and I woke up alone.

Do not make complaints about the other side of the coin.

When I got out of the car, I was surrounded by silence beyond life.

Jing mowen looked at the cemetery, probably guessing what he had seen, and a strange but happy light flashed in his eyes.

Mo Yiran looks at Jing mowen's unpromising appearance and feels that this man is not worthy of his name. What's the good Gao Leng?

Think your rival is a dead man, and then you can be fearless?

Qi comes from the heart, but there is no wave on the surface.

He stepped forward, took Jing mowen's arm, looked up and smiled at him: "let's go."

Such a large cemetery, a peaceful, do not feel strange, do not feel bitter, only feel calm.

Here, all the fetters of the world's mortal past disappear.

No disputes, no hatred, no killing

Large fire clouds hung over the mountain, like a fire, tearing up the boundless sky.

The more you move forward, the more calm moyiran feels.

Recalling every time she came back, she was depressed and almost out of breath in pain.

Bai Shengyan never came on Qin Yu's death day.

Busy is one reason, and another reason is that she never comes on the day of death, but on any day at ordinary times.

There was also a time when he came here on the eve of the Lunar New Year with wine. He was very casual.

It's like meeting an old friend, not a dead one.

At this moment, Mo Yiran is standing beside Jing mowen, calm in his heart.

She felt that it was time for her to put it down.

Today, let's say our last goodbye.

From now on, she will start her new life.

Tear off the mask of false tenderness, and don't laugh all the time. Don't be... So tired

However, Mo Yiran's eyelids suddenly jumped twice when she was about to reach Qin Yu's tombstone, which was very cruel.

Even Yiran felt that her breath had stopped.

Could something happen?

Mo Yiran looks at the deserted cemetery and feels that he is too careless.

What can happen here? Is it difficult to cheat the corpse?

Some of them laughed at themselves and walked forward with Jing mowen.

"This is where I used to love most. He lies here and lives in my heart, but now I think I can try to change someone in my heart."

Mo Yi touched the tombstone beside him and put down the flowers in his hand, but he didn't want to look at the tombstone again.

Jing mowen looked in the direction Mo Yiran pointed out, but his eyebrows suddenly frowned, and his eyes looking at Mo Yiran began to become a little strange.

Mo Yiran was distracted, so she didn't notice Jing mowen's expression. She just said to herself, "tell me what you think. If you can't accept that there is someone else in my heart, it doesn't matter if you regret it now."

However, Jing mowen just shook his head.

Even a smile appeared on his lips.

"Ranran, everyone has a past. There's nothing to hide. If you do, it shows that you have different personalities and don't fall behind secular ideas."

Mo Yiran said something wrong.

Jing mowen thinks Qin Yu is old?

Why doesn't he feel old?

In the heart some unhappy, is frowning, that box view ink text has already loosened Mo Yiran's hand.

Turning around, looking at the photos on the tombstone, he said solemnly, "Katherine, she's really a beauty. She deserves your love for so many years."

"What are you talking about?"

Mo Yiran frowns when she hears the speech and fiercely looks at the tombstone.

“katherine……”

Mo Yiran said the name. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and opened it. It was still the name, and it was accompanied by a beautiful photo.

Shit, his grandmother's dog, faking a corpse?