President spoils the dark wife

"Woof! Woof!"

In the middle of the standoff, suddenly a young dog's voice cut through the cold night.

Yiran was stunned and his attention was attracted.

Turning around, I looked around and found that a small snow-white suddenly came out of the corridor.

But the snowball stopped at the stairs. Maybe the stairs were too high to come down. It was very anxious to turn around in situ, and its mouth made an urgent milk cry from time to time.

Qin Yu also looked at the past, and ran could obviously see the cold in his eyes scattered and turned into a pool of soft water.

"Snowball, come here."

Qin Yu gave a gentle cry, for fear that the sound would frighten Xiaoxue.

Ranran looked at Qin Yu, who squatted down and stretched out his arms to the little snow ball.

Qin Yu, have a pocket dog?

He is not afraid that he will trample others' snow balls to death one day!

At the same time of shock.

Yu Guang glanced at the timid snowball that had just been exposed. Seeing Qin Yu calling it, he suddenly stopped restless. His eyes rolled like a black grape and suddenly fixed on the steps higher and larger than his dog.

Then, his eyes were firm, and with a sad "Ao Wu" voice, he jumped down regardless of everything.

When he jumped to the ground, xiaoxuetuan's feet were unstable, rolled on the ground, and then hurried to Qin Yu.

With a "Sa", Xiaoxue Tuanzi jumped into Qin Yu's arms.

"The dog is fat and cute."

Yiran stared at xiaoxuetuanzi's eyes and walked forward unconsciously.

Blinked, stretched out his hand and gently touched the furry head of the snow.

The tentacles were warm and soft, and the snow mass cried out, dyeing half of the cold heart.

Yiran is looking at the snow, while Qin Yu looks down at Yiran.

That's how she is. She always has some strange words in her mouth.

To describe a dog, you can say it's cute, fat and beautiful

Among the many modifiers, she resolutely chose to reorganize herself, forcing a fat sprout.

This is her loveliness and uniqueness.

"Your preferences have changed. I remember you used to have a fierce Tibetan mastiff. Now you have a useless dog."

Yiran took back her hand and her face returned to indifference.

Qin Yu smiled and didn't speak.

Just holding the little snow ball, broad hands gently rubbed it on the head of the snow ball.

"I've never seen you treat anyone so gently."

Yiran looked at the dog, said angrily, bit his teeth, angrily took off his suit, put it on the man's shoulder, turned and left.

High heels are "cluttering", crisp and loud.

A few years ago, Qin Yu blocked a bullet for her. Mo Yiran was very moved, but is there another secret?

Qin Yu is so unfathomable that people can't spy.

Now they meet again too hastily, so ran can't see Qin Yu's face, and even suspects that the person just now is really Qin Yu?

She actually has a lot of questions.

But she knew that Qin Yu would not take the initiative to tell her.

Even if you ask, you won't get the answer. Even if you get the answer, it may not be true.

So why should she ask again?

It's enough to know he's still alive.

that's enough.

Mo Yiran went out about ten steps, then stopped and looked back.

absolutely empty.

She knew

Yiran shook her head with a smile.

He's haunted. He's always been like this.

He returned to the venue again and scanned the scene with Ran's eyes. He didn't see Jing mowen.

After another sweep, I found Yan binwei, who was chatting with a woman in a wine red sexy dress.

Yiran pulls a corner of her mouth, walks over, smiles at the woman in the wine red dress, and then shows a meaningful smile at Yan binwei.

"What a pity."

Dye seems to smile rather than smile, and his tone is strange.

Yan binwei pulled a corner of her mouth, smiled apologetically at the woman in the wine red dress, and then pulled Yiran to the side.

"What are you doing? Don't move your hands."

Yiran throws binwei's hand.

Yan binwei's hand was thrown away and stared at Mo Yiran with gnashing teeth: "I'm going to ask you what you want to do!"

Yiran glanced at him and looked away disdainfully: "if you're in a bad mood, your good luck will be broken. I'd like to."

"What good luck? Mo Yiran, pay attention to your discretion."

Yan binwei frowned.

Yiran was in a bad mood. There was just someone here who could vent her anger. She was not polite and said straight: "the woman looked at your eyes and saw that the flowers were coming. I think you are also happy. Ah Yan has been in a bad mood recently."

"What does it have to do with me that she is in a bad mood? I didn't provoke her."

Yiran gave him a cold look and was too lazy to say more: "in the future, in bed, work more and talk less, so as not to covet people everywhere."

Yan binwei is a stubborn dog. He used to like to show mercy everywhere. Now he is much better with Bai Shengyan.

But it's easy to change his nature. Who knows if Bai Shengyan can't stand loneliness when he's away?

Realizing this is not because Yiran knows Yan binwei, but because Mo Yiran knows Bai Shengyan.

What kind of people attract what kind of people.

Although Mo Yiran and Bai Shengyan are best friends, it is very objective to say that Bai Shengyan and Yan binwei are the same kind of people, and they are not people who can take care of themselves.

Some days ago, Yan binwei proposed to marry Bai Shengyan, but Bai Shengyan didn't agree. It is estimated that part of the reason is that Bai Shengyan is afraid that if two people get married, once they can't control themselves or each other, what kind of embarrassing situation will they fall into?

Mo Yiran turns around and wants to leave, but Yan binwei grabs her wrist.

"Mo Yiran, isn't it that Li jiangshen was hurt while climbing? Did Jing mowen call to express his condolences? Are you careful to sprinkle your anger on me?"

To dye a Leng, frown: "what do you mean?"

"Come on, Jing mowen just answered the phone. Don't say you don't know."

Yan binwei is already a little impatient.

Yiran looks at Yan binwei and doesn't seem to be lying. She pretends to be calm: "where is he?"

"Go out and make a phone call."

Yan binwei said carelessly.

Mo Yiran was a little unstable and said angrily, "take care of yourself!"

The words fell and he walked quickly.

While walking, Mo Yiran covered his undulating chest and couldn't calm down anyway.

What kind of person attracts what kind of person.

Why isn't Bai Shengyan so?

She can't let go of Qin Yu and Jing mowen can't let go of Li jiangshen.

Away from the crowd, Yiran took out her mobile phone and dialed a phone number.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is in progress..."

I called several times in a row, but the line was busy.

Yiran looked at the time and felt aggrieved. How long has it been playing?

She and Qin Yu haven't seen each other for many years. After meeting again, didn't she just talk for a while and then separate?

Li Jiang is badly hurt. You should go to see her! What call?

I don't know the patient needs a good rest!

Mo Yiran's fist creaked. When he went out, he saw Jing mowen calling at the end of a corridor.

Looking at the man's gentle face, Mo Yiran bit his teeth, and his high-heeled shoes broke the glass surface of the lamp on the ground.