President spoils the dark wife

"Mo Yiran, in your eyes, I am such a person?"

Jing mowen asked coldly, his eyes locked tightly to dye's face, and there was anger floating in his dark eyes.

Ran glanced aside and didn't reply.

"Don't say? Well, let me change a question. Do you want to marry someone else after you sleep? Do you think it's too beautiful!"

"Can you control it? It's just dew love. I appreciate your help that night, but the problem after that is me? It's your poor self-control, and I'm the one who lost!"

Mo Yiran was almost carried away by the man in front of him. Really, he had never seen such a brazen man!

"Can you, an old man who is nearly one meter nine, not be so careful? Forget it, you can't listen to it. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Take a mobile phone over there. I'll go first. You have great power. Remember to threaten them to delete it later..."

Mo Yiran just pressed the elevator button with his fingers, but his body was violently broken back.

Yiran might as well hit his head heavily on Jing mowen's chest.

"What are you doing? Well -"

Before Yiran finished speaking, his shoulder was roughly pressed on the wall by the man. He grabbed her jaw with one hand, bowed his head and kissed her.

Strong and domineering.

Yiran opened her eyes in horror, pressed her hands against his solid chest and tried to struggle.

"Well -"

To dye back to God, his hands beat the man's chest desperately, but he was caught by the man and pressed his wrist firmly on the wall.

Her body trembled slightly like a frightened cub.

Yiran never thought that Jing mowen, who was ruthless and paid great attention to personal privacy, would ask for a kiss to her when she knew someone was taking pictures.

What for?

It's not enough to let Han Daoxin die. Do you want others to take photos and leave evidence?

Jing mowen almost frantically asks Mo Yiran for a kiss. He doesn't know why he is so irrational today.

But this woman is really hateful. Other women try their best to get in touch with him, but she always looks like she hates him and retreats from him again and again.

Is he bird flu?

"Are you crazy? You dare to do it anywhere here!"

As soon as Yiran's angry voice fell, she saw a pick on Jing mowen's eyebrows. She was surprised. She knew very well that she was still in Jing mowen's claws and closed her mouth.

Obviously, her knowledge has brought Jing mowen's pleasure.

"Mo Yiran, following me can also bring your Mo family back to life. Compared with the little boy who was very weak in visual inspection just now... At least, I can meet you in some aspects."

Yiran smells Yan's face red, but she still pretends to be calm and smiles with an unfathomable expression.

The woman's manner made Jing mowen feel funny, so she released her hand.

The moment Jing mowen's hand released, the elevator also reached this floor.

With a smile on her eyebrows and a short body, she skillfully escaped from the man's arm.

There is a small crack in the elevator door, and the dawn of hope is in front of us!

Later, he got on the elevator, and then quickly turned around. If Jing mowen wanted to get on the elevator, he would kick him down!

However, the ideal is always full, and the reality is always skinny.

Yiran was dragged back by Jing mowen before even waiting for the elevator door to open a third.

"Run? It seems you haven't learned a lesson!"

Then, one hand quickly caught Yiran's slender wrist and buckled it behind his waist, while he bent down, pressed the back of Yiran's head with the other hand, and pasted the woman's bright red thin lips again.

Compared with the last time, this kiss was more intense, even with some revenge. It was very hard and almost suffocated Yiran.

If it hadn't been for the sound of "tut Tut, what's the style in broad daylight" that suddenly came out of the elevator, ran believed that Jing mowen might have dragged her to the nearby hotel after kissing her

Jing mowen and Yiran separated. At the same time, he turned his head and saw three men of similar height.

Elan looked at them and frowned slightly. She seemed to have a little image of these three people.

That night, when Yuan Nuo asked himself to hook up with Jing mowen, there were three people at the same table as Jing mowen.

"Good sister-in-law, good sister-in-law, we didn't bother you, ha ha..."

Three people got off the elevator. One of them, a man in a pink shirt and about twenty-eight years old, pushed Jing mowen away, grabbed Mo Yiran's hand and began to boo his sister-in-law before and after his sister-in-law.

The sight of Jing mowen, who was pushed away by him, fell into their hands, and their eyebrows were cold.

"Chen Yu, I think you don't want to live!"