President spoils the dark wife

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the thick can't be opened. It's like the deepest mystery barrier in the forest, bewitching people.

The moon in the sky is very elegant, hanging quietly in the night sky.

Seeing that it was late, Qi Baiyu said to Elan that she would stay with her first and leave the next day.

Mo Yiran looked at the sky and thought that he didn't want to see Jing mowen now, so he agreed to stay.

Qi Baiyu didn't expect to meet Mo Yiran in advance. At this time, he hurriedly asked the servant who was here to take care of the villa to clean up a guest room on the second floor.

Qi Baiyu first took Mo Yiran to the guest room and took a look at it as a whole.

At the end of the second floor, the whole room is so large and empty. Although the decoration is luxurious, it is empty.

It's very clean, but it's very cold because no one lives all year round.

"Ranran, there are some of my clothes in this house, but I'm afraid you'll think my clothes are old and despise them."

Qi Baiyu came to Mo Yiran, gently took Mo Yiran's hand, frowned and said.

Mo Yiran swept Qi Baiyu up and down and said with a smile, "I believe aunt Qi's eyes will never be bad."

Qi Baiyu seemed to be in a good mood. He nodded with satisfaction and led Mo Yiran to the cloakroom.

Although Qi Baiyu said only a few clothes, Mo Yiran didn't believe it.

A little bit in the mouth of the rich is definitely not what ordinary people say.

Sure enough, Mo Yiran went there. The cloakroom was large and spacious. There were more clothes in it, enough to open a clothing store.

Money means extravagance.

"Aunt Qi, do you like cheongsam very much, too?"

Mo Yiran looked at the past and saw all kinds of ladies' elegant skirts, and the rest was cheongsam.

I can't help thinking. I'm really a delicate old beauty.

Qi Baiyu blinked, turned back and looked at Mo Yiran with some surprise, and said, "do you like Ranran, too?"

Mo Yiran nodded and said, "the cheongsam is very beautiful, but I didn't wear much because of work."

Hearing the speech, Qi Baiyu smiled: "the smelly boy of Mo Wen is still willing to let you go out to work? I'm watching him take your baby seriously."

Work has never had anything to do with money.

No matter how much money you have, it doesn't make sense not to work.

Mo Yiran smiled and said nothing. As she walked, she took a long white cheongsam from the shelf.

Qi Baiyu's cloakroom is generally light colored, not black, not even darker clothes.

The next day, Mo Yiran slept until noon.

She doesn't have the habit of recognizing the bed. As long as she is sleepy and can sleep, she can accept it. It's not as hypocritical as Jing mowen.

I don't think her bed is comfortable. Is there a poisonous snake or a hedgehog on her bed?

The warm sunlight at noon projected onto Mo Yiran's bed and fluctuated on Mo Yiran's concave and convex figure, which attracted people's imagination.

Downstairs, a maid greeted Mo Yiran in raw Chinese. Mo Yiran nodded and asked Qi Baiyu.

The maid said Qi Baiyu had gone out and it was almost time to come back.

As soon as he finished, he heard the trampling sound of the flip flop "pa TA PA Ta". Mo Yiran looked back and saw Qi Baiyu, who was wearing a lazy Wind dress and wrapped in a coat, coming towards him with a smile.

As soon as Qi Baiyu came back, he saw Mo Yiran from a distance.

Mo Yiran is wearing a moon white cheongsam and a pair of dark red pointed silk high-heeled shoes embroidered with Phoenix wings with auspicious patterns.

Her legs are white and straight, and her upper body is wrapped in the black long clothes she wore yesterday, wrapping her graceful posture.

"Aunt Qi, are you back?"

Mo Yiran smiled and looked at Qi Baiyu coming to him.

Qi Baiyu approached and praised Mo Yiran.

Mo Yiran smiled all the way. There was no emotional change.

She listened to too much praise for her appearance, so much that she was indifferent and calm.

"Aunt Qi, I've come to say goodbye to you. It's time to make trouble. If you don't go back, Jing mowen is expected to come."

The woman's smile is elegant and quiet, her voice is light and soft, like an undiscovered spring in the mountains, slowly flowing through the ancient stone in the quiet years.

Qi Baiyu nodded and said, "OK, but it's noon and the dishes in the kitchen are ready. Otherwise, Ranran, you'll have dinner and go back. It's also to accompany me, an old man. I'm lonely to eat alone."

Mo Yiran thought a little and stayed.

But it doesn't matter if you have a meal with me.

Seeing Mo Yiran's compromise, Qi Baiyu smiled more deeply and quickly told the servant, "let the cook speed up."

After the order, Mo Yiran was dragged by Qi Baiyu to the table.

The two chatted for a while. Before long, the dishes came up.

"Ranran, do you still like steak?"

Qi Baiyu looked at Mo Yiran and asked.

"Do as the Romans do."

Mo Yiran smiles lightly.

Do as the Romans do, euphemistically expressing their dislike.

Qi Baiyu didn't get angry after hearing the speech. Instead, his eyes brightened and said, "so which national dish do you like?"

"Chinese food, of course."

Mo Yiran said.

Facing Mo Yiran's reply, Qi Baiyu seemed very happy.

"Although I was born in Russia, I also like Chinese food very much. I have a lot of choices, nourishing health and beauty. However, I didn't stay in the United States for a long time, and I didn't want to be so troublesome. I didn't bring my cook with me. Ranran will make do with it today. When I return home, my aunt will compensate you."

Mo Yiran heard the speech and hurriedly said, "aunt Qi, what do you say? It's my honor for you to invite me to dinner. Where do you come from? What's more, the dishes of each country have the characteristics of each country, and there is no difference between high and low."

Qi Baiyu nodded, smiled at Mo Yiran and joked, "then Ranran, you have to eat more. Don't look back and say that your girl has been here for a day, but she is hungry and thin."

Don't smile without talking.

The overall layout of Qi Baiyu villa is magnificent, but some details seem to be modified separately.

The long dining table is facing the huge open and close window. Looking sideways, the window is blue sky and white clouds. Under the blue sky, gentle white pigeons fly by, like snow-white shirts.

The ancient trees scattered a shadow of gold and ink around the sweet melody.

Mo Yiran cut the steak carefully and ate it in small bites.

Although there was no difference between high and low, she still had little appetite for steak.

Moreover, I don't know what's going on recently. She's always tired and sleepy.

Now, Mo Yiran even feels that his head is a little dizzy.

Are you sick?

Don't frown.

But she just got sick.

Confused in mind, shaking his head make blind and disorderly conjectures. What's more, it's too easy to think about.

She has to hurry back.

She doesn't want to ask about Qin Yu anymore.

Since he doesn't want to see himself, why should he lick his face to find him?

What happens when you find it?

Questioning?

What is her status and qualification?

Mo Yiran tastes like chewing wax and suddenly feels ridiculous.

People don't care about you at all, but you've been thinking about it for so long.

Since I think everything starts from love, I finally found that everything is not love.