President spoils the dark wife

It was still some time before Mo Yiran returned to his apartment. By the time he arrived, Mo Yiran didn't know when to sleep again.

Jing mowen didn't wake her up either. He went upstairs with the sleepy woman in his arms.

He took the key from Mo Yiran's bag, opened the door, took the woman back to the bedroom and took off her coat for her.

Then the man went to the bathroom and dried it with a towel dipped in hot water. He came back and wiped his cheek gently for Mo Yiran.

Tomorrow I will take Mo Yiran back to Jingjia to pay a new year's call. Jing mowen sets a nine o'clock on Mo Yiran's mobile phone.

Just about to leave, he suddenly remembered that Mo Yiran had drunk a lot of wine. When he woke up the next day, he was estimated to be uncomfortable, so he went to the living room outside to find a medicine box.

Jing mowen took out a handful of messy medicine and frowned slightly. Don't dye a lot of small problems?

It's estimated that it's the problem of exposing your ankles, blowing cold air and staying up late when you were a girl. You didn't notice it when you were young. Now you're old, all kinds of problems come out.

If you can meet her earlier, Jing mowen must urge Mo Yiran to get up early and go to bed early. She will never let her abuse her body like this!

Jing mowen shook his head reluctantly, and soon turned to the sobering medicine.

I was about to put back a pile of medicine left in my hand, but suddenly my hand slipped and all the medicine in my hand was on the ground.

Jing mowen frowned, a little agitated.

He put the sobering medicine aside and went to pick up the medicine scattered on the ground.

However, when Jing mowen picked up the medicine, his eyes fell on several of the medicine boxes.

His hand picking up the medicine paused slightly, and his eyes fell tightly on the boxes of medicine.

The man's eyes widened, his eyes were slightly red, and his hands trembled slightly.

For a long time, I picked up all the drugs one by one and put them back in place.

Jing mowen enters Mo Yiran's room with sobering medicine. He sits next to the woman, and his big hand gently passes through the woman's thick black hair.

The man's cold eyes stared at the woman tightly, as if to see a hole in the woman.

The man's hand was clenched into a fist and his forehead was blue.

Now he wants to wake up the woman and ask her why she wants to take contraceptives!

No wonder, no wonder there was no response

Jing mowen looked at the woman's quiet sleeping face for a long time, and suddenly smiled silently.

wry smile.

Their first child was inexplicable.

Mo Yiran didn't seem sad, so she didn't even give her second child a chance.

When Mo Yiran woke up the next day, except for a splitting headache, his body seemed to be scattered.

She sat on the bed blankly, a little stunned. Then she turned her head and saw the sobering medicine at the head of the bed and the note under the medicine box.

Yiran rubbed his temples and took the note.

——Remember to take the medicine, make a sandwich with the toast in your fridge, and heat it up in the morning.

After reading it, Mo Yiran smiled. He recalled some sporadic fragments of yesterday in his mind, and his face immediately burned.

I really drank too much and even did such a shameful thing, but I took the initiative

Got out of bed, took a bath, changed clothes and went to the kitchen. Sure enough, I saw sandwiches in the refrigerator.

Mo Yiran doesn't like sandwiches, but Mo Yiran looks at the sandwich inside and looks happy.

There's meat.

I bought my own bacon before.

Happily took it to the microwave and heated it, and then heated a glass of milk.

Taking advantage of the heating gap, dye went to the window and opened the window.

The snow outside has stopped and the sun is out, but it is particularly cold. The whole world is white.

Yiran looked up and gave a white breath to tianha. The cold wind blew on her face, astringent, cold and comfortable.

Mo Yiran wrapped his clothes tightly, turned back, turned on his mobile phone and played an ancient song that was soothing and a little soft and sad.

With a "Ding", the sandwich was hot and the milk pan was boiling.

Mo Yiran didn't wear much, so he only wore a shirt and a small black inner jacket.

She listened to the music and unconsciously hummed, and her steps became brisk.

Mo Yiran's hand pouring milk was calm, with a light and gentle smile on his face.

She likes to be alone, very comfortable and comfortable.

You can walk around the room without wearing underwear. You can shuttle between the kitchen and the living room with bare white legs. No one will control it.

If it is in the afternoon, the warm winter sun will shine in along the clean window, warm on the skin and on the flowers and plants that Mo Yiran raises.

She just doesn't understand why people want two people to live together.

Can two people be more comfortable than one alone?

Mo Yiran cut the sandwich in the plate and took a bite. Suddenly, he remembered that he seemed to have gone to the cemetery before meeting Jing mowen.

Then... I met Cui biejun.

What happened then?

Mo Yiran's head hurt a little. She frowned and thought. It seemed that she slept with him.

Since Jing mowen brought himself back yesterday, Cui biejun should have informed him.

I have to thank others.

So he took out his cell phone, found Cui biejun's micro signal and called him directly.

Probably because of the new year, so I got up later.

The bell rang, and when it was almost over, the other party answered slowly.

"Hello, how did Miss Mo remember to call me?"

The man's voice was slightly heavy and stuffy, with a nasal sound when he just woke up.

"Give Mr. Cui a new year. It's getting better and better. Mr. Cui can't afford it?"

Don't smile with a soft tone.

After hearing Mo Yiran's words, the other party suddenly chuckled, and his nasal voice dispersed: "what's the significance of paying New Year's greetings on the phone? Why don't you come to visit? Miss Mo, since you have followed Jing mowen and married Jing's family in the future, you have to communicate with Cui's family often. It's better to come to pay New Year's greetings earlier."

Mo Yiran smiled and said nothing. He just said, "New Year's greetings are actually a cover, Mr. Cui. Thank you yesterday. If you hadn't taken care of me, I would be lying in the hospital today."

Cui biejun got out of bed and pulled the curtains, and the dazzling sunlight came in warm.

The man raised his eyebrows when he heard the speech. He remembered that Jing mowen promised him a favor yesterday and smiled.

"Miss Mo doesn't have to worry. It's just a small matter. Even if those who lie there yesterday don't want to do it, Cui will meddle in this business."

Mo Yiran nodded: "anyway, thank you, Mr. Cui."

Both of them were polite for a while, and then hung up.

After Yiran finished breakfast, Jing mowen sent a message to himself that he had come to her and would be there soon.

Mo Yi dyed back the word "good", then cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, washed the cups, dishes and forks, and went back to the room to pick up clothes and make-up.

After all, it's not good to see the elders and celebrate the new year. It's not as black and lifeless as usual.

So Mo Yiran chose a regular dark red coat with a beige skirt, and then found a pair of middle heel short boots to match it.

Compared with the past few days, the makeup is slightly increased by the Spring Festival. Even the eyelashes and eyelashes are used in red.

After a while, the doorbell rang. Yiran guessed that Jing mowen had arrived and went to open the door.