President spoils the dark wife

"Ink."

Seeing that Jing mowen is angry, Ranran is afraid that he will have a gap with Chen Yu. She quickly and gently jams Jing mowen's shirt sleeve.

The woman looked up at the man and blinked. Her long and warped eyelashes were like two small fans.

I hope Jing mowen will stop them from arguing. Don't go too far.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at Yiran.

The woman's eyes are dark and deep. Her eyes are bright and clear like autumn water. She looks very clean.

She didn't say anything, so she looked at herself quietly.

But Jing mowen understood it.

Women care about their appearance. Who will be happy if their face is hurt?

What's more, Mo Yiran is a goddess.

Ranran wants him not to be merciful!

"Well, Ranran, I see."

The man reached out and touched his dyed head.

Ranran looked at Jing Mo Wen's cold and firm eyes and pulled out the corners of his eyes. He had a bad hunch.

Do you really understand?

The man took back his hand, then pushed the woman behind him, and he stepped to the table.

"Chen Yu, I don't care how you flirted outside before, but Qiao Qingyuan, how dare you move?"

Jing mowen looked coldly at Chen Yu in his pink shirt.

"Yes! How dare you? If Lord Huo doesn't kill you, Gu Xiu can kill you!"

Qiao Qing foresight Jing mowen's rebuke was Chen Yu. He thought he had found a backer. He hurried to Jing mowen and pointed to Chen Yu's disdainful head.

"What does it have to do with Gu Xiu?"

Chen Yu was impatient and didn't take it to heart. Then he frowned at Jing Mo Wen and said, "Mo Mo, you have to believe me. This dead girl is very cunning. You can't believe one lie after another!"

"Brother mewen, don't listen to the old fox. I'm the victim. You have to decide for me."

Qiao Qingyuan pulled Jing mowen's arm wrongfully, and his tears fell away.

He was stunned by dye.

The tears fell too fast. Sure enough, the experts were among the people.

If Chen Yu's gang are old foxes, Qiao Qingyuan is young and has a lot of friends with Lord Huo. He can talk one second and shed tears the next. He is definitely a cruel little wolf.

According to common sense, a weak beauty who is sick and pale gently pulls you to tears. Not to mention men, even women will be moved by it.

Even if you are the guilty party, you will feel pity for your poor appearance.

However, Jing mowen did not eat this set.

Glancing sideways, he glanced at Qiao Qingyuan with very cold eyes, and then smiled coldly with a strong threat: "Qiao Qingyuan, Chen Yu is an old fox. I'm the same age as him. Do you mean mulberry and locust?"

Mo Yiran's eyes jumped as he stood watching the play.

A little far fetched?

If she wants to vent her anger, she just says

Beat around the Bush, not a gentleman

Oh, no, Jing mowen is a sinister villain.

Qiao Qingyuan Yiran also knows Jing mowen's temper.

Unless you annoy him, you won't suddenly treat yourself like this.

But just now I still put on my smelly face and looked motionless. Why did I suddenly change my face?

Glancing at Jing Mo Wen, I found nothing wrong. I didn't say anything to offend him.

Then another possibility is

Qiao Qingyuan turned his head fiercely. Sure enough, he saw the small blood mark on Mo Yiran's face.

It echoes that when he smashed the plate just now, he seemed to be too strong. Maybe at that time, a small fragment crossed Mo Yiran's cheek

That makes sense.

No wonder Jing mowen suddenly gets angry.

Under normal circumstances, unless she and Chen Yu beat their heads and blood, their brains overflowed, otherwise Jing mowen, an iceberg, would not mind his own business.

If Jing mowen gets angry, the consequences must be serious. She doesn't want to die yet.

So he took his eyes back from Mo Yiran, and then fiercely took back the hand that pretended to be poor on Jing mowen's arm.

Wry smile: "I'm a young girl. I just had an abortion. It's a big deal anyway. I'm going home to rest and regulate my mood. Brother and sister-in-law Jing, you eat and drink well, and I'll go first."

Then he turned and wanted to go.

How can Jing mowen let her go so easily?

With a long hand stretched out, he grabbed Qiao Qingyuan's shoulder and pressed her back to the table, smiling very gently.

"Mo Mo, you smile so fake and scary."

Chen Yu is cold behind his back.

Jing mowen ignored him and reached out to take the soup that Mo Yiran had just filled Qiao Qingyuan. With a "pa" sound, Qiao Qingyuan, who was pressed, was inspired.

It turned out that Jing mowen put the porcelain bowl in front of her with great strength.

"You know it's a big deal? Just let you go back. You know your dream. It's bad to be depressed. As an elder, I have the right to look at you well instead of you. If you die of depression and Lord Huo knows that the last person you see is me, wouldn't I be unlucky?"

Jing mowen still smiled gently, but his dark eyes were full of indifference and warning.

It's like as soon as Qiao Qingyuan's ass leaves the bench, the man will cut her with a knife

Qiao Qing, a visionary, picked up the bowl and took a sip.

Then he carefully raised his eyes and looked at Jing Mo Wen. He found that the man was looking at himself with a smile. He was excited again and drank the soup quickly.

I feel tired while drinking.

She's the patient!

Why are you treated like this!

that 's going too far!

When Jing mowen saw Qiao Qingyuan calm down, his mood was forcibly stabilized by him, and he didn't mean to quarrel again.

So he straightened up and waved to Mo Yiran from a distance.

"Ranran, come and continue to eat. You're hungry and thin these days."

Yiran nodded and walked back happily.

The three most beautiful words in the world are not "I love you", but "you are thin".

Jing mowen never lied about his figure.

Mo Yiran is really thin.

I went to the United States a few days ago because Qin Yu and Mo Yutong had all kinds of trouble. In addition, I was a little acclimatized. It's strange that I can't be thin.

Four people sat down again.

Ranran eats quietly. Jing mowen looks at her and feels that a woman is like a precious cat.

Sometimes soft, sometimes high and cold, and occasionally naughty.

Qiao Qing foresight Jing mowen's eyes have been on Mo Yiran, so he quietly took out his mobile phone and edited a message.

It seems that Jing mowen won't let her go. She has to save herself before things get big and everyone knows it!

Sometimes, it's better to admit your mistakes than to be told by others.

On the way, the four people occasionally talked, but they kept silent without mentioning Qiao Qingyuan and Chen Yu.

So, it seems quite harmonious.

Finally, I was full of wine and food.

Jing mowen also began to be black.

"Chen Yu, Qingyuan, if the matter between you two is not solved, we will not see each other and bow our heads. It is inevitable that there will be a gap in the future. Qingyuan, why don't I tell Lord Huo and let him take you away first tonight. Chen Yu will follow me and Ranran until you explain everything..."

"Brother Mexican!"

Before Jing mowen finished his careless words, Qiao Qingyuan boldly interrupted what he was saying.

Half of Jing Mo's words were interrupted. He was a little unhappy and frowned slightly.

Qiao Qing's foresight was not good. He hurriedly said, "just, don't bother Lord Huo. He's busy recently. He doesn't have time to talk to me. I just asked someone to pick me up. It's estimated that he's almost here."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a slight fragrance. The shadows pushed the door and entered. There was a faint fragrance of hot cocoa.