President spoils the dark wife

When Mo Yiran hurried to the hospital, it was surprising that there were a lot of people around here.

Jing mowen, Chen Yu, Gu Xiu, Qi He, Jing Mozhen, Cui Liji, Qiao Yuanli, HuaQuan, Jiang orange.

New year's Eve, reunion night, what kind of person is it? To bring so many people together.

Mo Yiran looked at Jiang orange and hurried to hide his mobile phone behind him. He was clear in his heart. In the end, he didn't say much.

When the people in the corridor saw Mo Yiran, their dignified or happy faces suddenly became strange.

Mo Yiran stood in place and looked at the worried side face of the man in the half open ward. His steps seemed to be suddenly filled with lead. He couldn't take another half step.

The woman's face was suddenly pale and her lips lost blood.

The pale incandescent lamp in the hospital corridor makes the woman look more scary.

"Sister in law."

Chen Yu came and called with some worry. Mo Yiran came back to his mind and smiled at Chen Yu, but he was so pale and powerless.

"Sister ran."

Cui Liji couldn't bear to look at Mo Yiran. She came over and held Mo Yiran's hand with some worry.

"Sister ran, you must control your temper. No matter what happens, wait for a sleep and make a decision when you are sober the next day. Don't be impulsive. You taught me that people are tired and awake at night. Don't be casual. Just because they are stimulated by something, they make a decision that they regret."

Cui Liji held Mo Yiran's hand tightly with sincere eyebrows and eyes.

Mo Yiran nodded, "I'll go in and have a look."

The words fell and pushed open the door of the sick room in all kinds of eyes.

Jing Mo Wen only wears a thin shirt vest, which is dark red, noble and mysterious.

The man sat by the hospital bed, looking a little haggard, and his eyes were red.

His meticulous hair was a little messy. It could be seen that he came out in a hurry and rushed over without even putting on a warm coat.

Jing Mo's face looked at the woman on the hospital bed quietly, and her eyes were sad.

Mo Yiran's eyes moved away from Jing mowen and looked at the woman lying quietly on the hospital bed.

Li jiangshen.

There was almost no suspicion, but Mo Yiran guessed as soon as he saw the face.

Mo Yiran finally understood why Jing mowen would tolerate the river orange standing outside the door.

Their faces are indeed somewhat similar.

Even the pronunciation of the name is such a coincidence.

But if you really want to compare, there is nothing comparable.

The river orange outside the door is not afraid of dyeing, which can be said to be completely inadequate.

Just appearance is just beautiful and pitiful.

When Mo Yiran first saw Jiang orange, he felt that there was something missing in the girl's face.

Now, seeing the leader Li jiangshen, she suddenly understood what was missing.

It's charm, and inherent tenderness.

Although the woman lying on this bed is sleeping, her gentle eyebrows and eyes make people feel very comfortable at a glance.

She is really beautiful, not the aggressive beauty of Bai Shengyan, nor the frightening beauty of Mo Yiran, nor the reserved beauty of rich Miss Xiang Xinwei.

She is like a mysterious beauty from ancient scroll paintings. Her dark hair, non sharp facial features and a very shallow mole on the bridge of her nose make her more charming in tenderness.

This face, just lying expressionless at the moment, makes people feel flirtatious and gentle.

If you are awake, what kind of soul stirring?

Mo Yiran now finally understands why this woman can make so many people worry.

Sleeping alone brings people closer.

Even if you don't dye a woman, you also have a desire to protect her.

Li jiangshen's gentleness is something Jiang orange can't learn from his affectation.

The shape is slightly similar, but there is no half essence, which can not be studied in detail.

Jing mowen seemed to hear the movement of opening the door. Without raising his head, he said coldly, "I didn't say that no one is allowed to come in!"

Then he looked up fiercely, but he saw Mo Yiran with a gloomy face.

The man was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to react.

"Ranran..."

Mo Yiran looked at the man. After a long sigh, he walked over and said, "let's talk about something tomorrow. I'll accompany you today."

Jing mowen's dark eyes suddenly brightened again because of Mo Yiran's words. He got up, hugged Mo Yiran, and put his chin on the woman's shoulder.

"Ranran, it's very kind of you."

Mo Yiran patted the man on the back to comfort her, just like any time a man comforted her before.

"Ranran, we just received the news that she woke up. Everyone hurried over, but she slept again."

"Ten years, she still won't wake up!"

The man's voice endured anger and pain. Jing mowen leaned against Mo Yiran's shoulder. Mo Yiran could not see the man's expression, but could feel the man trembling slightly.

Jing mowen has always been strong. Have you ever been so cowardly?

Mo Yiran doesn't understand what the woman lying in the hospital bed means to Jing mowen, but Mo Yiran knows.

This woman has been sleeping for ten years, but she still makes this group of famous and heartless people unforgettable, and cherishes it. She must be outstanding.

What kind of person is this woman?

Mo Yiran looked at the weak woman on the hospital bed who seemed to die at any time. Suddenly she wanted to see her awake.

"Jing mowen, she will wake up. She will."

Mo Yiran left Jing mowen's arms, his eyes slightly heavy, clear and firm.

Jing mowen nodded and sat down with Mo Yiran.

It was already 11:30 at this time, and the huge landing window. I don't know which rich childe set off a large number of fireworks in the city. Like a Phoenix, it rushed up to the sky, "bang", burst out and covered the sky with beauty.

"Ranran, her name is Li Jiangchen."

Jing mowen suddenly opened his mouth and looked at the woman's eyes on the hospital bed.

This kind of warmth has fallen on Mo Yiran more than once. In addition, Mo Yiran has never seen a scene again. Mo Wen has seen anyone with such eyes.

Now, in front of Mo Yiran's face, Jing mowen looks at the woman named Li jiangshen.

Vaguely, there was a heavy sense of loss in my heart.

Her heart seemed to be hollowed out. She didn't know what kind of mood she was in at this time.

A little sad, sad beyond measure.

But she had to laugh.

This woman is a person cherished by Jing mowen. How can she harbor resentment because of jealousy?

Jealousy... Jealousy

How could she be jealous? It's ridiculous

Sure enough, the world of mortals is rolling, and everything is annoying.

If someone told Mo Yiran a few months ago that she would begin to care about a man and be jealous of another woman because of the man's happiness and anger, Mo Yiran would think that this man is really a psycho, and then ignore it and turn around and leave.

Now, however, Mo Yiran has to admit that she is beginning to panic.

If this woman wakes up, will Jing mowen still care about herself?

She was afraid of losing Jing mowen.