President spoils the dark wife

The man raised his head slightly, the long wind rose, and the man's black shirt moved slightly.

"Qingqing has been doing better and better recently. I remember she was afraid of her hands and feet when she first came. Now she is more and more brave, but she was damaged by you?"

"No, it's clear that you were forced out by Mr. Jing." HuaQuan shouted.

"I force?" the man raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, a few months ago, when I came home from Qingqing annual leave, I saw that Jiang Cheng took over my position. At that time, I cried bitterly and thought I was going to be fired. Later, I learned that Jiang Cheng was only temporarily replacing her. So now I have to show her as soon as I catch the opportunity to take credit. I'm afraid you'll give her away if you're unhappy Fired. "

After Hua Quan finished, seeing that Jing mowen was silent and didn't speak, he continued: "Miss Xiang is actually very likable, especially the old man and man. If there was no Miss Mo, would miss Xiang marry into Jing's house this time?"

HuaQuan said what he had been hiding in his heart.

Jing mowen glanced at him faintly. He was not angry with HuaQuan's mouth, but light Shen: "there is no dye, and it won't be her to Xinwei."

"Why?"

HuaQuan doubts that Xiang Xinwei is cultured and likable.

"Don't you find that pleasant women always marry fools? For example, Yuan Nuo's mother and Mrs. yuan. In those years, many rich and young people in the city liked her and clamored to marry her home."

As Jing mowen said, he continued to turn the silver ring between his slender fingers: "a man with a brain doesn't marry a likable woman."

The cold wind passed through the forest, and the lightning and thunder rolled by.

Jing mowen looked up at the weather and frowned.

In the mountains and forests, such weather is too easy to cause accidents. He can't let Ranran stay.

"Mo Yiran!"

He was frowning, but behind him came the scream and the horse's shrill neighing.

Jing mowen frowned fiercely and looked back, but he saw that the black horse riding by Mo Yiran was surprised for some reason. At this time, someone stood up.

If Mo Yiran hadn't grasped the reins tightly, she would have fallen!

The black horse gave a neighing and then suddenly ran forward.

"Jing Mo Wen!"

The woman shouted in horror.

Mo Yiran is a woman in the end, and her equestrian skills are not particularly good. At the moment, the incident happened suddenly, and she had already lost her reason in the past.

She turned pale with surprise and shouted Jing mowen.

"Ranran!"

Seeing that the dark horse began to run wildly, Jing mowen fell into unprecedented fear. The dark pupils suddenly tightened and his eyes were red.

It seems that the photographers around have never encountered such a situation. They have been confused and don't know how to deal with it.

Jing mowen almost didn't think about it and rushed to the white horse without hesitation.

"Mr. Jing!"

HuaQuan seems to have expected what Jing mowen wants to do, so he hurried to catch up to stop it.

But Jing mowen seemed not to hear it at all. He rolled up quickly and quickly, and his powerful legs clamped the horse's belly fiercely.

"Drive!"

The man's face was stern.

The horse hissed and rushed out like an arrow.

Seeing that Jing mowen robbed the horse, he ran after it. The rest of the people were even more frightened, especially Wang Changyi. His face had completely turned pale and could not see any blood.

It's over... It's over

Mo Yiran has an accident. Jing mowen can't spare him. When something happened to Jing mowen, the whole Jing family sacrificed his Wang family's blood

Even if both of them survived, such an accident put the eldest son and future eldest daughter-in-law of the Jing family in danger. The horse was brought out of his Wang's horse farm. He was completely finished

Wang Changyi felt dizzy at the thought that his future was dark and that he might fall into regional darkness for the rest of his life.

The eyes were black, the feet were soft and fainted.

"Brother Changyi!"

Seeing that Wang Changyi fell, Dushan took a fierce step forward to hold the fainted man, and then shouted at several staff members nearby: "what are you still standing for? Come and help!"

Bean sized raindrops have crashed down from the gray sky, hitting the body with extra pain.

"Ranran! Hold on to the reins and don't let go!"

Jing mowen chased all the way on his horse, and finally got closer to Mo Yiran's black horse, so he shouted at Mo Yiran.

The horse, the dark horse, seemed to be quite frightened. At the moment, he was running crazy, almost crazy.

Even if there is an abyss ahead, it is estimated that you will jump down without hesitation!

The man's handsome face was full of anxiety, but he forced himself to calm down and not let himself panic.

Because he knew that if he even messed up at this time, Mo Yiran would be completely in danger and would be unable to return!

Mo Yiran almost stuck his whole body on the horse's back, and the cold wind blew on her delicate face like a knife, as if to make a cut.

Her heart beat violently, as if it would jump out of her throat the next moment.

The raindrops hit the skin exposed to the air, which made her almost out of breath.

Between the vast heaven and earth, she heard the sound of thunder rolling, the sound of horse hoofs falling constantly under her body, and the sound of wind and rain hitting the mountains and forests.

Behind him, there seemed to be another sound of horse hoofs falling to the ground.

It must be Jing mowen.

Mo Yiran's flustered heart suddenly calmed down, like taking reassurance.

Between the storm and lightning, she seemed to hear Jing mowen shouting something at her.

But it was covered by the sound of lightning and thunder, and she couldn't hear it at all.

All she knew was that now her whole body seemed to be dying, and her internal organs were going to pop out of her skin.

At this moment, Mo Yiran suddenly thought clearly.

Life and death.

Even if she didn't die this time, she probably had to fall half paralyzed.

There was no strength in her hands. Her head was dizzy. She wanted to hold the reins tightly. She wanted to live.

But the strength was gradually taken away, and finally, there was no trace left

Suddenly, the sound of the horse's hooves, which had been closely following behind, approached fiercely.

The distance was very close. Right next to her, she seemed to be able to hear Jing Mo Wen's heavy breathing.

She slowly opened her closed eyes and saw Jing mowen.

In my memory, the man who always wore a suit, a big back comb and a serious face was like a man who wanted to eat people. At the moment, he was baptized by the wind and rain, and his black shirt was wet and close to the man's body.

It should have been quite embarrassing, but Yiran looked at the man and seemed to see hope.

Jing mowen has never been as brave as at this moment.

Suddenly, the man turned over quickly and jumped from the white horse to Mo Yiran's black horse in an instant!

It's very dangerous. If you are careless, you will fall to pieces!

Yiran was tightly held in her arms by a man. The cold wind blew from both sides. The wind and rain flew all over the sky, but there was not much hit on her. She looked back from the man's shoulder and saw that the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, like night, birds hovering among the dense forest hillsides, and the trees shaking violently.

"Ranran, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The man calmed in a deep voice.

His arms were warm, their bodies were close together, and the hot warm current swept Yiran's whole body in an instant.

Then, the man suddenly reined in his horse, and the horse man stood up and hissed up to the sky.

Finally, the horseshoe fell to the ground.

Mo Yiran opened his lips slightly, his voice was dry and dumb, and he was completely speechless.

It was dark and passed out.