President spoils the dark wife

When Jing mowen arrived at the hospital, she thought she would see Mo Yiran with a decadent, gloomy face and even anger. However, unexpectedly, she was eating fried chicken and chatting happily with several people.

Standing outside the door, he saw the woman's bright smile. The man frowned and pushed the door in.

Jing mowen's voice was not heavy, and the people inside were even more happy to talk, so no one noticed the arrival of Jing mowen for a time.

Jing mowen didn't speak, so he stood quietly in an audience.

In the past, Mo Yiran was relatively quiet. He didn't like to make friends everywhere like Bai Shengyan. He had contacts all over the world.

I'm very talkative today.

Cui Liji, Jing Mozhen and Bai Shengyan are all here. There are many people. Some things are not easy to talk about. We can only talk about happy things. For example, when we are free, we can go somewhere to play together.

Or when Mo Yiran leaves the hospital, we can have a meal together.

Everyone who came today should be for Mo Yiran's hot search in the car crash, but they all have the same tone, and no one mentioned it.

Mo Yiran doesn't know. Jing mowen doesn't believe it.

Then another possibility is that Mo Yiran doesn't care.

Mo Yiran has always been a Buddhist. Apart from the important people like money and Bai Shengyan, he doesn't seem to care about anything.

Although there was a heat this time, it was not impossible for Mo Yiran to still hold an indifferent attitude.

"Isn't this president Jing? Why didn't he say a word when he came?"

Bai Shengyan is the first to find Jing mowen standing at the door. Because Jing mowen is silent, she has impolitely moved him into the ranks of obscene eavesdroppers without authorization.

Jing mowen was not embarrassed when he was found. He calmly walked to the bed. When they saw him coming, they all stopped talking.

Jing mowen has always been serious. When he is here, the rest of these playful people will inevitably be unable to let go.

And for Jing Mozhen and Cui Liji, Jing mowen is still an elder no matter how good-looking they are.

And this elder is mo Yiran's lover.

They can't talk about bars in front of him, can they?

Moreover, Cui Liji and Jing Mo are really minors. Jing Mo Wen won't do it and can care less.

But Baisheng smoke still needs to be restrained a little.

Even if Jing mowen doesn't attack face-to-face, it's inevitable that this vicious villain won't make a trip to Yan binwei behind her back.

"Ranran, you are still in hospital. How can you eat fried chicken? Who brought it?"

Jing mowen looked at Mo Yiran's fried chicken and frowned. The tone of no plague and no fire made people cold behind his back.

Cui Liji collected her eyes and subconsciously moved to Jingmo's side. She really moved behind her.

When Jing mowen saw this, he knew clearly that he was about to attack. However, Mo Yiran smiled and opened his mouth.

"It's my takeout. Would you like one?"

A fist on the soft cotton, what about Jing mowen?

Mo Yiran intends to protect Cui Liji. He has no choice.

After a long silence, the man stretched out his hand and rubbed Jing Mo's real hair.

"Ah, brother, what are you doing? I'm not easy to blow out my hairstyle!"

The boy wailed.

"What kind of hairstyle do you want at a young age? Didn't grandma let you practice fencing well? What are you doing out there?"

Jing mowen was depressed and stared at the boy with evil words.

When the young man heard the speech, he was too guilty to speak.

Grandma said, but he went in the left ear and out the right ear. Where do you remember?

"Brother, in fact, I prefer riding."

The young man flirted with Jing mowen. When he recalled how to send eyes secretly when chatting just now, Mo Ran's vivid metaphor was still in his ears.

"Imagine a mosquito in the corner of your eye and gently clamp it with your eyelashes."

Therefore, Jing Mo really learned and used it now, and was not ashamed. He winked at Jing Mo Wen in front of everyone.

But Jing mowen loosened the young man's head in advance and sat in front of Mo Yiran's bed, but he didn't receive a look full of love.

But everything in the world has a definite number. Jing mowen avoided it. As soon as the door of the ward was opened, the handsome young man with red lips and black hair had a clear and elegant posture, and there was still a lonely, thin, frost and snow posture.

His forehead was dripping with sweat from strenuous exercise, and his smart dark pupils were as attractive as obsidian.

"Elder sister!"

He shouted hurriedly at first, and then his eyebrows and eyes just met the eyes of Jingmo who really didn't have time to take back. Suddenly, the whole person trembled, and his face was as purple as if he had eaten a fly.

"You!"

Jing Mo really didn't expect that the situation would be like this. When he thought that the first autumn glance of his life had been sent to Mo Qing, he wanted to slap himself to death half a minute ago.

Really, life is full of fear

Mo Yiran looked at the two teenagers and said to Mo Qing standing at the door, "are you running here? Aren't you afraid of being photographed? It's different now."

"You also know that today is different from the past? Do you know what it's like to be scolded now? Are you still in the mood to eat fried chicken? You can eat fried chicken!"

The young man's angry and frowning eyebrows did not stretch for a long time.

With so many people coming, only Mo Qing came straight to the point.

After the young man's voice fell, Mo Yiran didn't change his face and replied, "isn't it just being scolded? What's the big deal? Why are you so angry? And they didn't say wrong. It's really my fault that I ran the red light."

"Then will you tolerate their malicious rumors against you?"

Mo Qing was almost annoyed by Mo Yiran's motionless appearance.

He went to the hospital bed and frowned at the woman on the bed.

"Rumors stop at wise men."

Mo Yiran looked at the young man in front of him faintly, as if to see something.

But the boy's eyebrows and eyes are clear, nothing, like a clean and clear pearl.

Not him.

Mo Yiran sank his eyes, and a big stone fell in his heart.

Mo Yiran is actually a little concerned about this matter.

She's guessing who it is.

Mo Qing, a child who was protected by Wang Shuyu since childhood, was pure. However, after family change, she began to change.

Mo Yiran doesn't want to know what he has experienced, only that he has changed. She was just a spectator, and had no intention of empathy.

Everyone has his own secret. Mo Yiran doesn't know what Mo Qing has experienced in the past six months. He is probably similar to himself. He has seen the ugliness of the world.

In short, Mo Qing, who is no longer pure, has to be prevented.

Water will deteriorate, not to mention people's hearts?

However, Mo Yiran has always been good at guessing people's hearts.

This time, Mo Yiran believes it has nothing to do with Mo Qing.

Her eyes swept to Jing mowen again. The man's eyes were indifferent and looked calm, but it seemed that something was brewing.

Mo Yiran looked at him, smiled and didn't speak.

Some people and some things are well known. If they don't find out, they don't dare or don't want to.