President spoils the dark wife

The woman is tall and wears a moon white plain cheongsam. Her hair is tied in a low bun with a finely carved jade hairpin. Her young face is clean and her skin is pure and white.

"Qingyuan." the woman's voice was slightly heavy and dumb. She put down a cup of milk tea and a cup of hot cocoa, "warm her stomach."

White Velvet was wrapped around his neck. He was tall and stepped on high heels. He was almost taller than Jing mowen.

Then, she brought the hot cocoa to Mo Yiran. Her bare hands were delicate and white, and her white wrists were frozen with snow. She pushed it, smiling tenderly: "sister Mo is safe."

Yiran looked at the woman in a daze and blinked. Suddenly she was at a loss.

Jing mowen is 187 tall. This woman, wearing high heels, wants to compare her height with Jing mowen?

Yiran raised her eyes, looked at her woman with a shallow smile, and suddenly recalled what she had just said.

Mo Yiran is very sure and doesn't know this woman.

If it is such a beauty, you will never forget it unless you lose your memory.

"Why, don't sister Mo remember me? I'm so sad."

The woman's drizzle is soft, and a pair of beautiful eyes are sad and angry.

She stretched out her hand, covered the woman's smooth jade face with her slender fingers, and gently lifted a wisp of fallen hair behind her ears.

Yiran almost lost herself when she was seduced by the woman in front of her.

In this world, everything can be resisted or rejected. Only temptation can resist and welcome.

However, Yiran pinched her thigh to wake herself up, turned her head for help and looked at Jing mowen.

Jing mowen's face was not very good-looking. He looked at the cheongsam woman coldly and smiled coldly: "Qiao Yuanli, do you think I don't exist?"

Smelling the speech, Mo Yiran opened her mouth slightly, twitched in the corners of her eyes and looked at the beauty in front of her carefully.

How do you think, how can you not associate the gentle, elegant but charming woman in front of you with Qiao Yuanli in a white coat all day.

In addition to Mo Yiran's surprise, there was another person more shocked than her.

"Shit! Are you Qiao Yuanli?"

Chen Yu's expression was a little complicated. His eyes drooped and glanced at the chest of a cheongsam woman. It was incredible.

"Why?"

The man's rough voice broke Mo Yiran's fantasy with Chen Yu.

"No, just be happy."

Chen Yu's face suddenly cooled down, as if he had suffered a great blow.

Qiao Yuanli narrowed his eyes slightly, twisted his highly skilled high heels to Chen Yu's side, grabbed his sleeve and said loudly, "no! I must make you happy too!"

"What do you want?"

Chen Yu was startled. He was alert and looked at Qiao Yuanli like a thief.

"I'll get one for President Chen another day?"

Qiao Yuanli smiled and looked down at Chen Yu.

"Well, stop it!"

Qiao Qingyuan helplessly helped his forehead.

"Hum!"

Qiao Yuanli snorted coldly and walked back to Qiao Qingyuan. He picked up Qingyuan's bag and was preparing to say goodbye. The box Mo Yiran spoke with admiration.

"It's better to meet than to be famous. The legendary women's clothing boss is really powerful."

"It's easy to say. Help sister Mo exchange identities with President Jing another day."

As soon as Qiao Yuanli's proud voice fell, Jing mowen coughed coldly, as if it were a warning.

But Yiran ignored him. He looked at Qiao Yuanli with a smile. He was very gentle and said, "what are you today?"

"Just finished shooting."

Yiran smelled the speech, gave a long "Oh" and said, "you're a part-time model, aren't you?"

Qiao Yuanli nodded, "but not today. Today is to shoot a video, COSPLAY."

Yiran smelled the speech and showed her aunt's smile: "it's nice to be young."

Qiao Yuanli smiled and said to Jing mowen, "Qingyuan, I'll take it first."

Jing mowen nodded and they left.

Chen Yu faintly looked at the back of the two people leaving, and his eyes left on Qiao Qingyuan were somewhat unpredictable.

After a while, he took back his eyes, as if it was just a thing that didn't need to care too much.

Out of the door, the bitter cold hit, but Qiao Yuanli didn't seem to feel the cold and didn't even tremble.

His face was quiet. There was no expression on his gorgeous face with exquisite makeup. He was silent and quiet all the way.

Qiao Qingyuan was wrapped in a thick coat and followed the man step by step without saying a word.

In the daytime, she wears thin clothes, just to tell herself how painful it is to lose a child.

She was warning herself that she would never bear this pain again.

The snow on the road was washed away by the rain.

The weather this year is strange.

First, it snowed early, and the snow had not yet melted, followed by another heavy rain.

It's weird.

"Ah yuan, you should blame me. I deserve it this time. I'm sorry for you."

Qiao Qingyuan stopped and looked at the man's thin back. His voice was slightly choked.

"Blame you, can you save anything?"

Qiao Yuanli stopped, turned and approached the woman with a cold voice.

Under the dim yellow street lamp, the twigs on the tree are reflected by the accumulated water on the ground. The night sky is blue and broken by the twigs.

The hearts of the two under the tree may have been broken.

"I don't expect you to forgive."

Qiao Qingyuan wiped away his tears, raised his eyes and smiled brightly: "he will still be a friend in the future."

The words fell, turned fiercely, and the smile on his face sank instantly. The bitter tears seemed to fall fiercely under the force of ten thousand forces.

"Qiao Qingyuan!"

Qiao Yuanli pulled the woman back and held her tightly in his arms. "Will you not drive your Ferrari because there are a few bugs on your windshield? Qiao Qingyuan, listen, we have loved each other since we were students, and you have long been irreplaceable. Will I give up you because of your mistake?"

"If you say so now, you will still have a grudge in your heart!"

Qiao Qingyuan tried to push the man away.

However, the man's strength is too strong to push away.

She burst into tears and shouted, "Qiao Yuanli! You don't mind now, but I don't want to see the day you mind, and then you use this thing to hurt me!"

"Then we'll wait until the day of the break! See when this day comes? What if there is no such day!"

The man held the woman's thin shoulder tightly, and his eyes were red.

"Do you mind, I mind..."

The woman suddenly calmed down, and her trembling body was like a desperate Cub: "deceive yourself every day, like nothing. I don't want such a hypocritical day..."

"I'll wait for you."

"What?"

The man smiled bitterly and leaned his head on the woman's shoulder: "I'll wait for the day you put it down."

The lights were luxuriant, and the men and women who snuggled up hurt the man's eyes.

Chen Yu slightly tightened his fist and turned to leave.

It's just an accident. Why should he take it to heart?

Caring and disturbing are twins, but the latter is more impolite.

He doesn't need to be so humble.

He's Chen Yu!