President spoils the dark wife

The warm sun is shining overhead, the white clouds are floating slowly under the long sky, and the long April wind is blowing cool on me.

Standing in the sun, Yiran felt dizzy.

She took a long deep breath, lowered her head and looked at the jujube red notebook in her hand. She was still in a trance.

So... Got the license?

Mo Yiran recalled what had just happened and still felt as if he were living in a dream.

The film is a gunfight film, very fierce, which is also mixed with a little love line.

But still can't resist Mo Yiran's deep sleep every afternoon.

She dozed off and fell on Jing mowen's shoulder.

Then Jing mowen suddenly woke her up.

Then he pulled her all the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau. The little hand called it tight. Mo Yiran didn't see him pull her so tight when she was almost killed by Mo Yutong on the bridge.

"But I didn't bring my Hukou book."

This is mo Yiran's last dying struggle at that time.

Mo Yiran shook when a gentle smile floated on the man's lips.

"It's all right. Don't worry. I'll let HuaQuan get everything ready when you watch the movie."

The man's eyes are sincere.

How sincere is it?

Have you ever seen traffickers abduct children?

That sincerity is like a child sincerely looking at a trafficker and trusting him incomparably.

Mo Yiran is like a human trafficker with an unswerving conscience. He is so confused by this sincere look that he can't recover for a long time.

And until now, when Mo Yiran looked at the man who was happy like a child beside her, she felt that she was so bad that she abducted another good child.

Then, when the man turned his head and stared at Mo Yiran with a hungry wolf like eyes, Mo Yiran's body trembled again.

Maybe the child abducted on purpose

"Ranran, tonight we'll go back and tell my grandmother that her grandson is getting married. Now there's a romantic proposal and a grand wedding."

Yiran looked at the man excitedly and raised her head to cry without tears.

Her free and unfettered 26 years of single life is over

From now on, I will be a wife, a daughter-in-law and a sister-in-law.

"Well... I don't think we should be in such a hurry. Otherwise, we'll tell your family after you propose?"

Mo Yiran carefully looks at Jing mowen for fear that he is unhappy.

Sure enough, the man's face changed after hearing the speech.

Yi Ran was surprised and quickly said with a smile: "I'm also worried that your grandmother said you're not sensible. You see, your grandmother is not in the same age as us after all. Her style is more or less old-fashioned. She didn't ask for marriage. She just took the risk to get the Certificate..."

Seeing that the man's face was still gloomy and had not recovered, Yiran then said, "moreover, I don't want to leave a frivolous image of me for your grandmother. I'll get the certificate casually."

As soon as Jing mowen heard this, his face slowed slightly and his eyes looked softly at Yiran.

He raised his hand, touched the woman's silky black hair with his big hand with a thin cocoon, frowned slightly, and said gently, "I'm sorry, Ranran, I didn't think about it."

As soon as Yiran heard it, he was relieved. When he raised his eyes, he saw that there was a tangled meaning in the man's dark eyes.

It seems that something is brewing.

Yiran had a bad feeling in her heart.

But unexpectedly, Jing mowen just took Mo Yiran's hand and patted it gently. His face was soft. He said to Mo Yiran in his magnetic voice, "Ran Ran Ran, I don't think you look very good recently. Go to a spa, huh?"

"Look bad?"

Yiran was stunned, touched the smooth skin, pinched it again, and frowned.

Isn't that good?

It's slippery, elastic and white. It's like a shelled egg. It's impeccable. Where's the bad look?

Just trying to refuse, he looked up and saw Jing mowen smiling at himself. His smile was a little strange, which made Mo Yiran unable to refuse.

"Well... Good."

Mo Yiran blinked and answered.

After arriving at the club, Jing mowen looked at his mobile phone, slightly collected his eyes, and then said to Yiran, "something happened to the company. I'll deal with it as soon as possible and come to pick you up right away."

"It doesn't matter. I can take a taxi myself. Go and be busy."

With a considerate smile.

Jing mowen nodded, "OK."

After that, the man turned and walked away.

Mo Yiran stood in place and looked at the figure of the man leaving in a hurry. He didn't know why his heart was empty.

She just felt that it was different from what she imagined.

Mo Yiran didn't want to get married when she was young, but if she did, she must be very romantic.

But now, the reality is far from her imagination.

It's not romantic at all.

Just because of his casual joke, and then casually received the certificate?

The more you think, the more you feel.

That's it?

The more you think about it, the more angry you are. Jing mowen, a big pig hoof, turned his face and didn't recognize anyone after receiving the certificate. He even went back to the company?

Holding a stomach fire, Mo Yiran turned and went upstairs.

Yiran lies on the bed, the essential oil drops on her smooth back, and the woman's warm hands gently rub and pat Yiran's back.

Yiran is sleepy. I don't know how long it took. Yiran's cell phone suddenly rang.

Yiran suddenly wakes up. She thinks it's Jing mowen calling her. She quickly picks up her mobile phone. When she looks at the caller ID, she finds it's Cui Liji.

Vaguely lost.

But she was still very good to suppress the bad mood, answered the phone and asked softly, "what's the matter, Li Ji?"

"Sister ran, where are you now?"

Cui Liji's voice was a little strange, as if she was suppressing something.

"I'm doing spa. What's the matter?"

Yi Ran replied.

Just after answering, I heard a voice that couldn't help laughing at the other end of the phone, crisp like the silver bell blown by the wind.

Although Cui Liji has tried her best to restrain herself, Mo Yiran still hears Cui Liji's excitement: "what's so happy? Do you hold your smile a little better?"

"It's all right, it's just that there's a ball later, so I'm a little too happy."

Cui Liji seemed to have adjusted her mood and replied.

"The ball? It's not the first time. How can you be so excited?"

Yiran is a little curious.

"There are people I like at this dance, so I'm happy, hee hee."

The girl's beautiful voice trembled and fell in love.

Who do you like?

He raised his eyebrows with dye.

Listening to Cui Liji's words, it seems that the person she likes is not Jing Mo Zhen.

Youth, the road ahead is rough.

Ranran really mourned for Jingmo.

"Then why did you call me?"

"HMM... sister ran, go with me and give me encouragement. I'm a little flustered and have no confidence."

The girl's voice suddenly sank, her mood suddenly turned, with a trace of depression.