President spoils the dark wife

When I woke up in the morning, the snow had stopped outside.

Mo Yiran went to the company first and took a time to go to the mall in the city center in the afternoon.

On Christmas Eve last night, I sent an apple to Jing mowen from an employee. Jing mowen hated it all his life, just as he hated the noodles he cooked.

So this Christmas, Mo Yiran decided to take time out of her busy schedule to choose a gift for Jing mowen.

All along, Jing mowen has been giving gifts to himself.

Today, Jing mowen is happy. Buy a bracelet. Tomorrow, Mo Yiran is in a bad mood and send a bunch of flowers.

Unconsciously, Mo Yiran woke up one day and found that his home was full of things sent by Jing mowen

And I seem to give food, or I sent a pile of skin care products to Jing mowen

Now when I think of it, I don't have to buy clothes by myself. Jing mowen almost contracts.

Because Jing mowen has the problem of tearing clothes, the man has a full set of clothes in Moyi dye size in his car and home.

But Jing mowen didn't have anything he sent.

It's really inappropriate.

She still remembers that she rarely had a chance to recall sending Jingmo a watch. As a result, Xiang Xinwei cut her beard.

Then I didn't give anything else.

Yiran's shopping mall is the most prosperous in city a, with a large number of luxury goods.

The appearance alone is the symbol of all famous luxury brands.

The whole building is full of evil money.

Today is Christmas, and the mall is also decorated with holiday related decorations.

It was 3:30 when it arrived, not the rush hour, so there were not too many people.

People who come here at this time are either rich and free, or tourists, or unemployed vagrants.

Well... There are also rich young masters and rich young ladies who skip classes.

When I came here before, I met Cui Liji Jingmo Zhen several times.

But I didn't see it today.

Cui biejun had a car accident. I don't know whether the wedding was delayed or cancelled. So far, I haven't received any news.

It is estimated that Cui Liji has no time to make trouble now.

Cui Liji doesn't make trouble. It's natural that Jing Mo won't wander around alone.

Recently, Wang Songchuan contacted Mo Yiran from time to time and would tell her something about Mo Qing.

The last time I went to Moqing, it seemed that it played a role. The results came back and the absenteeism rate was less.

But there is always some meaning of the Dragon wagging its tail.

Although the absenteeism rate is low, the late rate is still high.

Mo Qing is now in puberty, and Mo Yiran came from that age. Naturally, she knows what these children think.

What's more, Mo Qing has been obedient for a long time. This first taste of rebellion must be novel and interesting.

If he persuades her, Mo Qing may not listen. Maybe it will backfire.

Mo Yiran's persuasion is already interference. He can only try his best to meet some of his material needs.

As long as Mo Qing doesn't go astray and take a detour, everything is easy to say.

Mo Yiran is getting on the elevator, but Yu Guang glimpses a jewelry store.

Remember last night, Jing mowen told himself that Yan binwei proposed to Zhang Baisheng Yan.

Bai Shengyan refused at this time. He just couldn't let go of his career and didn't want to settle down so soon.

Bai Shengyan is the same age as himself, but 25. It's a good time.

How can she stay at home as a good wife and mother?

Bai Shengyan has always been the queen.

With the steps of dyeing, he walked into the jewelry store.

When the clerk sees a customer, he takes another look at Mo Yiran's makeup and appearance. Eighty or ninety percent of them will consume.

So I immediately gathered around, not to mention how enthusiastic.

Mo Yiran looks cold and looks at the rows of ornaments in the glass cabinet.

After walking a few steps, Hao raised his wrist slightly and pointed to a diamond crown in the glass cabinet.

"Show me that crown."

The shopping guide took it out with a smile and handed it to Mo Yiran.

Yiran put it on, went to the mirror and took a look at it. The shopping guide gave a false compliment.

Yiran took off the crown, handed it to the shopping guide, smiled and said, "wrap it up. How much is it?"

"Hello, nine thousand eight."

The shopping guide was ecstatic and smiled more warmly.

Mo Yiran nodded. "Well," he said, "install it first, and I'll have a look."

"Well, well, well, miss, you have such a good image and temperament. You look good in everything. Do you want to see the earrings again? Miss, your collarbone is really beautiful. It's the best one I've received so many customers. It's thin and straight. Try this new necklace that just arrived in our store!"

Yiran went over to have a look and picked a pair of diamond earrings in line with the temperament of strong women in Baisheng tobacco business.

After paying the bill, I went to see the perfume again.

Picked three bottles.

One is my favorite, one is Baisheng cigarette, and the other is jingmowen.

Mo Yiran remembers that the last time she sent Jing mowen skin care products, Jing mowen's face was very ugly.

However, under Mo Yiran's coercion, Jing mowen used it obediently.

Now he sends perfume to himself, and Jing Mo Wen has to be sullen again.

At the thought of Jing mowen's sullen silence, Mo Yiran unconsciously wants to laugh.

Mo Yiran still has some unfinished business after paying the money and is still choosing.

However, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"To dye?"

Mo Yiran looks back, but Han Dao.

Surprised, he took a step back.

"What do you want?"

Mo Yiran looks at Han Dao warily.

Han Dao was wearing a bean green bread suit, his hair was curled, and his big frame glasses were very cute on his face. He smiled like a harmless man and animal.

Seeing that Mo Yiran was so defensive, the man pulled a corner of his mouth: "when did you become so timid after following Jing mowen? Can I stab you in public?"

The woman sneered, "I can't touch your mind. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Han Dao lifted the paper bag in his hand: "to buy perfume."

"Buy it for yourself?"

Don't forget to remember that when he was with Han Dao, he could smell his perfume.

Han Dao smiled and said nothing.

"In love and reason, we'd better not intersect. Let's go first."

Mo Yiran crossed Han Dao's lips and turned to leave.

Han Dao narrowed his eyebrows, stretched out his hand fiercely and grabbed Mo Yiran's arm.

"What are you doing?"

Don't frown. You're not happy with the touch of a man.

Han Dao turned his head and smiled innocuously at ran, as if he had returned to the time when they first met.

"Since we met, let's have dinner together."

Mo Yiran was about to refuse, but Han Dao said, "I can solve your doubts, some doubts you have been waiting for."

Mo Yiran's eyes were slightly heavy, narrowed his eyes, held his lips slightly, and pulled his hands out of the man's hands.

"Well, if I can't hear the answer I want to hear, I'll be a stranger in the future."

Han daoxiao.