President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran walks into the elevator and hugs Jing mowen tightly.

"Why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

Seeing Mo Yi's eyes red, Jing mowen was worried. He gently patted the woman's back, his eyebrows locked, and his dark eyes were full of worry.

"Who can bully me."

Mo Yiran cried and laughed. She wiped her tears and raised her tearful eyes: "I'm hungry."

"Don't you usually eat dinner?"

"Make an exception occasionally."

Smile with dye.

"What would you like to eat?"

"If you want plain noodles, you can cook them for me."

Jing mowen was slightly surprised when he heard the speech: "don't you like my cooking the most? Last time you looked disgusted and wronged."

Two people went to the underground garage.

Yiran took Jing mowen's hand and said, "there is a kind of handsome, called ugly handsome. At first glance, it looks ugly, but then look, it's still very handsome. Another example is your noodles. At first glance, it's tasteless and difficult to eat, but eat more times and get used to it. Later, you still miss it."

Jing mowen was said to be unable to laugh or cry: "are you turning the corner and saying that my cooking is terrible? Huh?"

The man pinched the woman's face and helped the woman open the door.

Mo Yiran smiled and sat in.

"By the way, is Xiao Mo okay with you?"

Mo Yiran looks at Jing mowen and asks.

In recent days, Mo Yiran is busy, so she doesn't have much time to take care of Xiao mo.

There were many servants in Jing mowen's family, so he gave Xiao Mo to Jing mowen for the time being.

"You're right to say that your cat really has a temper with you and makes the Jing family restless."

Jing mowen's tone was neither hot nor cold, with a little helplessness.

"What? Did it tear down the house or arrest people?"

"He took a fancy to Qihe's cat."

“……”

"Qihe's cat is a famous breed. Qihe has found many famous cats for his baby cat over the years, but his cat is very proud and will fight to the death."

“……”

"Grandma missed Qi He's cat that day. Qi He brought it over. Your cat fell in love with Qi He's cat at first sight. If you avoid Qi he recently, he will hate you."

Yiran disdained, moved her eyes and proudly raised her head.

"My little ink eye is higher than the top. It must be Qi and the cat seducing little ink."

Jing mowen glanced sideways and glanced at the woman lightly: "shut up, what virtue does your cat have in mind?"

“……”

In Mo Yiran's eyes, plain noodles are a mixture of various vegetables, noodles, vegetables and delicious soup.

In Jing mowen's eyes, it is the opposite.

Mo Yiran sat at the table and looked at the soup Longxu noodles in the bowl. His hand holding chopsticks trembled slightly and didn't take a bite.

"Can I add an egg?"

Yiran raises her eyes and blinks at Jing mowen.

Jing mowen didn't move. He sat opposite Mo Yiran, his arm on the back chair.

He seemed to have expected that Mo Yiran would dislike it. His eyes turned slightly and said to the noodle bowl, "there is a poached egg under it and fried bacon."

Yiran smelled the speech and turned the slender chopsticks over. Sure enough, she found fried eggs and bacon at the bottom.

"Mr. Jing, I'm scared that you know me so well."

Mo Yiran ate noodles as he spoke.

If you simply eat noodles, it's not too bad to eat, but it's never delicious. It's useless.

But because of poached eggs and bacon, it added a bit of taste.

It gives people the desire and motivation to eat.

After eating noodles, Mo Yi warmed his body and even warmed his hands from the inside out.

She opened the door and went to the balcony.

The down jacket has long been taken off. Inside is a pure black slim bottomed wool dress, and the high-heeled shoes on the feet have not been taken off.

She picked up a white blanket from the balcony sofa and wrapped it around her. She stood at the wind outlet and looked at the snowflakes dancing again under the night dome.

In the dim yellow light halo, the snow color is dyed dim yellow, crystal clear, and there is some other warmth in the cold.

Half of Yiran's body leaned against the balcony, his elbows supported the railing, and messy snow fell on the woman's long black hair.

The woman didn't move. She just looked at the snow quietly. The snow color was like a mural.

"How can I stand at the air outlet? It's not easy to get warm and cool again."

Jing mowen also came out of the room with a pair of white cotton slippers in his hand.

The man walked behind the woman, naturally squatted down, grabbed the woman's ankle, took off her shoes and put on a cotton mop.

Yiran looked at the man bowing down to change his shoes, and suddenly there was an idea she had never had before.

Maybe it's not impossible to settle down like this.

However, soon this idea hesitated again.

How long can Jing mowen's kindness to himself last?

She always has a long-term view. She won't do anything without a bottom.

She can't do something on impulse.

And now it's night, and she's very tired.

No matter what absurd ideas came up at this time, she couldn't make a decision immediately.

Because at night, people are tired, awake and impulsive.

She will have a good sleep, and then reconsider what she thought last night when she was most clear the next day.

"Ran Ran."

"Huh?"

When she heard the call, she answered lazily.

At this time, the two were nestled on the sofa on the balcony, wrapped in woolen blankets.

"Are you cold?"

"Not cold."

"You see, it's clearly the coldest winter night. We snuggle together, but we don't feel cold at all. If we can do it day by day in the future..."

A man's words are better than his words.

Mo Yiran knew what Jing mowen was thinking, so he said softly, "wearing a silk cloud blanket and lying on a leather sofa padded with fur, the heating never blew out from the room where the door was closed. Everything was piled and burned with money. If it was still cold, the money would be wronged."

Jing mowen: "

This woman is so rational and terrible.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha."

The man burst into laughter.

Yiran glanced and wondered, "what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh. There's probably nothing in the world that can move your heart."

Jing mowen smiled.

Yiran is noncommittal.

"Ranran, this evening, Yan binwei proposed to Bai Shengyan."

The man said faintly, it's none of his business, as if he just said it casually.

Mo Yiran was not too surprised. He tightened the woolen blanket and said firmly, "it's rejected."

The man looked at his eyes slightly surprised. Then, his light eyes looked at the flying snow outside the building, gave a faint "um", and then said, "Yanbin Wei was mad."

Yiran imagined Yan binwei's confident proposal, and then he couldn't believe his rage after being rejected. He couldn't stop laughing in an instant.

"Did Yan binwei make the proposal scene very grand?"

Jing mowen said "um" and thought Mo Yiran was so clever.

"Is Yan binwei still deliberately proposing near your company for you to see?"

Jing mowen said "um" and felt that the woman he liked was divine.

Mo Yiran covers her stomach and laughs. Tears come out.

"I knew it, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Jing mowen quietly looked at the woman's crazy laughter, and her dark eyes were calm.

Mo Yiran seldom laughs like this without image and scruples.

Do you know Bai Shengyan too well, or do you understand Yan binwei too much?

Are you happy because your guess is accurate?

Or laugh at Yan binwei?

In other words, she is gloating over Bai Shengyan's refusal and Yan binwei's failure?

Does this include a little happiness?