President spoils the dark wife

As for why Jing mowen insisted on leaving Jing Shi, it is estimated that he saw his situation clearly during his decadence.

The grandmother who dotes on him most will give him up because he is useless. In this world, only herself is reliable.

That's why he was desperate to leave.

Now, if Jing mowen, who was still young in those days, was not decadent and ran away from home, he probably wouldn't meet Li jiangshen.

Li jiangshen is probably the one who met Jing mowen at the most embarrassing and depressed time in his life, but gave him a helping hand and warmth.

That's why Jing mowen shows special concern for her.

It's not too much to have love and dependence.

Who let others meet early?

Clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old.

Mo Yiran thought of a very childish question.

She and Li jiangshen fell into the water. Who did Jing mowen save first?

Um

Looks like she has to practice swimming.

Mo Yiran wants to ask more questions, but his mobile phone suddenly rings.

Mo Yiran glanced at it. What was expected was Jing mowen.

After all, she and Li jiangshen have been out for some time. It is estimated that she is worried about the accident at their girls' house in the evening.

Yiran's heart warmed and answered, "hello?".

The voice of a man sounded at the other end of the phone.

"Where is it? The mall is closing. Don't run around."

"We're downstairs. Come down. I'll send you a location on wechat."

"OK."

Yiran gave a "um" and hung up.

"Ink?"

Li jiangshen asked with a smile.

Mo Yiran nodded. While looking for Jing mowen in the address book, he replied, "the mall closes at ten o'clock. He asked us where we are."

After sending the position, the two stood up from the public chair and walked back.

Mo Yiran walked behind, looked at the thin figure of the woman in front, and suddenly said, "you don't seem sleepy, and you're careless when eating hot pot. You suddenly said you want to eat hot pot. In fact, you want everyone to go back earlier?"

The woman in front stopped and looked back. Her beautiful face was incomprehensible under the blurred light and shadow of street lamps.

"Ranran, I'm a book writer. I believe in all romantic things and believe in previous lives and this life. You know me so well that I think we may be sisters in previous lives."

She smiled.

Mo Yiran narrowed his dark eyes and smiled, "maybe it's an enemy? After all, it's often your enemy who knows you best."

Li jiangshen did not continue to answer this, turned his head, looked up at the sky and changed the topic: "yes, I hope they will go back earlier."

The woman's voice was soft, and seemed to have some strong and inseparable sadness: "I'm just an idle person without a fixed place, and they are different. They have a career, a family and fetters."

"No permanent residence?"

With her clear eyes, she looked at Li jiangshen suspiciously.

Li Jiang lowered his head, his eyes drooped slightly, and his slender black eyelashes, like butterfly wings, fluttered gently.

Her hands were behind her, and her face was hidden in the shadow.

I can only hear the gentle voice ringing gently in the cool night. It is precious to be a flash in the pan.

"Now that my legs are well, I won't stay where I am. A book writer, who hasn't heard from the world for ten years, has long been forgotten by the world. I need life and money. The landscape of the world, the customs of different nationalities, and the past and present lives of ancient alleys are what I want to pursue."

"Then... The date of return can be fixed?"

The woman shook her head gently: "maybe she will come back in a week, maybe a year, or she may die in some unknown mountain, sea, tomorrow is an accident. Who knows which comes first?"

"Then I wish you a pleasant journey."

"OK."

Li jiangshen left without a sound.

After Jing mowen knew it, and then came to talk to her, Mo Yiran was very calm.

There was even a trace of cynicism in the corners of his eyes.

Peony on the clothes, blood on the eyebrows, the more you laugh, the more lonely and cold you are.

"Oh, she said goodbye to me. Why, she's leaving. Don't you know?"

Jing mowen: "

Why is he inexplicably a little upset?

Obviously, he and Li jiangchencai are good friends since childhood. Mo Yiran and Li jiangchencai have known each other for a few days?

Li jiangshen wants to go. He tells Mo Yiran, but he doesn't tell him!

Looking at Mo Yiran, who was still making up in a bright red Han suit, Jing mowen tightened his fist and hit the dressing table with a heavy punch. With a "bang" sound, his back was slightly bent, and his dark eyes were full of evil.

"Very proud?"

"Very proud."

Smile with dye.

"OK, you'll be angry with me all day!"

Jing mowen looked at the woman without fear. Finally, he was helpless, "hum", turned and sat in a chair.

In order to see the scene and ink, he smiled and moved his eyes back to the mirror. He said to the make-up artist, "the eye shadow is a little heavier. The color of the eyebrows is deepened by black."

Mo Yiran has a classmate photographer who is tired of taking wedding photos. He wants to try other fields.

In recent years, Han culture has spread widely, and Han clothes are really good-looking. He wanted to find a model to publicize, but he couldn't find anything satisfactory. He remembered that Mo Yiran, one of the best beauties in the school, came to him.

Just recently, Mo Yiran's company has been affected by the car accident. The list has decreased sharply and there is nothing busy.

She was busy all day. The price given by the classmate was really attractive, so she came.

Jing mowen has seen Mo Yiran in a suit, dress, cheongsam and pure dress.

But because Mo Yiran works, most of the time they wear clean or gentle clothes. I haven't seen her go out in Chinese clothes. When I heard about it, I put all the itinerary aside for the time being and followed with great expectation.

Work doesn't matter. What matters is that his family's youth is limited. He wants to engrave her most beautiful appearance in his mind.

The woman in front of the makeup mirror is now only wearing a white single coat lining and has not changed into clothes.

Several sets of clothes have been photographed in the morning, both indoor and outdoor.

Jing mowen remembers that the first set is sister Lin's sick and charming style, the second set is the fairy style in white, the third set is the Playboy style of women disguised as men, and the fourth set is the delicate style of rich girls.

Now it's the last set. Jing mowen has seen the dress. It's a dark red flirtatious wind.

It seems to be shot for a sad and beautiful ancient love story.

It's about a rich lady with brilliant dancing skills in the capital and a good friend of a monk from childhood, ending with the bitter love of the rich lady.

Later, a male model will come, put on makeup and go to the mountains to shoot.

It is said that the last set is an important play, which may be filmed all afternoon.

Mo Yiran goes in and changes clothes. Jing mowen is waiting outside.

During this period, the male model also came.

He is a young man with outstanding appearance. He is in his early twenties. He is white and clean. All his hair has been shaved, but it does not affect his handsome face.

Probably a newcomer. After coming, he looked a little stiff and didn't talk much. He smiled shyly at the photographer and went to sit and play games.

In the early stage, he wanted to shoot monks who adhered to rules and regulations. He didn't have to dress up. He didn't need red makeup until he turned black into a demon monk.

HuaQuan, who had just gone out to buy water, came back to Jing mowen and asked, "Miss Mo is not well yet?"

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened and Mo Yiran came out.

Everyone's attention was instantly attracted, and they looked at the sound source together.