President spoils the dark wife

Yiran opened her lips slightly, and the smile on her face solidified completely.

Mo Changguo said that Han and Mo together, so that Mo Yutong lied that the person in the photo was her.

Mo Yiran thought about it. In this way, it's better to just make mistakes and refuse to admit that the person that night was himself.

Even on the wedding night, there are still words that the film can't prove anything to dispel Han Dao's doubts.

After all, according to the statistics of modern medicine, most women will not bleed during their first sexual life, and only a few women will bleed. Among these women, only a few women bleed because of hymen tear.

Although I am one of those few people

Facing Han Dao's gaze, Jing mowen pretends to be serious and evil. Mo Yiran wants to explain something.

But there were thousands of words in Mingming's heart. At this moment, she clenched her teeth and couldn't say any excuse.

Finally, she chose silence.

However, sometimes silence may be the wisest answer.

Han Dao looked at Yi Ran, who was silent, and his eyes were unpredictable. Suddenly, he looked at Yi Ran fiercely and turned to Jing Mo Wen.

He repressed his anger and gnashed his teeth: "Mr. Jing, I don't know if you caught Yiran's weakness, which made her have to give in to your power, even the most basic resistance. However, no matter what method you use, please stop immediately. Yiran is gentle and will only tolerate foreign violence. I believe, Mr. Jing, your position in City A should not be bullied for no reason Shall we dye it? "

"Good natured."

Jing mowen tasted these four words with a smile, looked at Yiran's evasive eyes and smiled.

"Persimmons are still soft to pinch. Ranran, do you think so?"

Jingmo Wen's meaningful words burst open in Yiran's ear. She bit her teeth and smiled at Jingmo Wen's deep eyes: "just be happy, Mr. Jing."

Jing mowen raised his eyebrows, quietly grabbed Mo Yiran's small hand under the table and pinched his thigh. "Let's go. The length of life is limited. In order not to limit the width, so don't let time stop and waste on some insignificant people!"

Then he got up and grabbed Yiran's hand, but he didn't loose.

Yiran was suddenly pulled up, whispered and exclaimed, and was forced to leave his seat with Jing mowen.

"Jing mowen, Yiran is my fiancee. Don't go too far!"

Han Dao, who has been forbearing since Jing mowen appeared, finally broke out when Jing mowen dragged Mo Yiran to leave.

There are not many people in the restaurant, but there are also many, because the appearance of Jing mowen has been secretly observing the people here. At the moment when Han daoangry stood up, he can finally watch the excitement with a happy heart and in good faith.

Facing Han Dao's anger and the whispers around him, Jing mowen didn't mind at all, but became more unscrupulous.

Regardless of Yi Ran's struggle, he grabbed her shoulder, looked at Han Dao with some provocative eyes, and said coldly, "rob a woman with me? Young master Han, you'd better go home and ask your parents to see if they will beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!"

"Poof!"

I don't know who drank the water.

In city a, who doesn't know that Jing Mo Wen is heaven?

Once upon a time, people were not close to women and sent women to please. In the past, they would be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth. Now they meet a woman who makes him enlightened. If anyone dares to rob and beat you all over the ground looking for teeth, it would be very polite!

"Jing mowen, I'll fight with you!"

Han Daoqi trembled in the face of the forbearing smile around him.

Rival words are put on this share. If he doesn't go up and fight again, he's embarrassed to say he's a man.

So he took off his shirt and threw it on the ground. Those with great momentum had to come forward.

"You two have something to say. A gentleman doesn't move his mouth. No, he doesn't move his mouth."

After being informed by the waiter, the late manager saw the battle and was so frightened that he hurried forward to persuade the quarrel.

After reading Jing Mo Wen, who was calm and relaxed, he didn't dare to provoke him. He turned and stopped Han Dao.

"Go away!"

Han Daoqi flushed his eyes and pushed the manager away.

"Han Dao, don't be impulsive!"

Yi Ran sees that Han Dao has come fiercely and is busy to stop him.

She has seen the figure of Jing mowen. The proper eight abdominal muscles. Han Dao's lean abdominal muscles can never be Jing mowen's opponent

However, Han Dao seems to have misunderstood Yiran's meaning. He thinks Yiran is worried that he is too heavy, so he opens his mouth to comfort.

"Yiran, get out of the way and see if I don't hit him today."

Before he finished, Han Dao's thin scholar was kicked to the ground by Jing mowen.

"Who are you going to hit?"

Jing Mo's eyes were contemptuous and condescending.