President spoils the dark wife

When Yiran came home, she was preparing to go to bed, but she received an express.

The mask that you bought before, so soon?

But Yiran holds a heavy box and feels something wrong.

She bought two boxes of facial mask, which is so heavy?

He frowned and recalled the little tiger he had received years ago.

At that time, I sent the little tiger to the zoo anonymously. Since then, nothing has happened.

Yiran didn't take it to heart.

Her memory has not been very good. Although she will be alert to danger in times of peace, most of the time, if the fire does not attack the city gate, she will be leisurely and not in a hurry.

She always walks in the style of a road when she gets to the front of the mountain, because no matter how much she wants, there may be accidents.

The plan will never catch up with the change.

If you want her to die, who knows if you will die before her?

Moreover, Mo Yiran is not afraid of those people hiding in the dark.

After opening the express, I found that it was an album, exquisite crystal photo frame and other desktop screens.

It was the finished product that Wang Changyi asked her to help shoot that day.

I didn't expect to send the finished product so soon.

Just as Yiran was going to take out the album to see, the mobile phone rang.

It's Wang Changyi.

Yiran pressed the answer button: "hello?"

Her voice was slightly dry and tired.

To sum up, she has been walking for 24 hours without sleeping, that is, she narrowed for a while in the beauty salon yesterday afternoon.

She's really sleepy.

"Hello? Yiran, that... I'm wang Changyi."

The other party's voice sounded a little cautious and cautious.

"I know."

With a casual answer.

"Yiran, well, the finished products of that day have come out and sent them to you. Have you received them?"

"Well, I got it. It's very nice."

Yiran stood up while answering the phone, gently kicked the express box with the photo album against the wall, and went to the bedroom to find his pajamas.

She's really sleepy.

"If you are satisfied, if you are satisfied, and the video screen shot that afternoon, because I didn't finish shooting, I made some clips and sent them to you. You can have a look."

Wang Changyi said.

"Well, I see. I'll watch it. If there's nothing wrong, I'll hang up. I'm very sleepy now."

"Wait!"

"Anything else?"

Yiran took his clothes to the bathroom, threw them on the shelf, poured water into the bathtub, stretched out his hand and tried the water temperature.

Wang Changyi at the end of the phone heard the sound of water flow and guessed that Mo Yiran was going to take a bath. He had something to fill his brain. His face turned red and forgot to speak for a time.

"Hello?"

For a long time, the woman's slightly impatient urging voice came into her ears, and Wang Changyi suddenly returned to his mind.

"Ah? Ah, well, Yiran, although I know I'm not qualified to ask you something, I still want to ask you if I can let your family stop. Our little Wang family can't stand the toss!"

Wang Changyi's voice suddenly choked with grievances.

Yi Ran was slightly stunned, frowned and asked, "what happened?"

"Nothing, nothing. Yiran, don't ask for details. In short, Yiran, just mention the Wang family to President Jing and say... Um..."

Wang Changyi seems to be organizing to write language, thinking about how to speak.

"Well, I see. The Wangs will be fine."

Yiran interrupted him.

"OK, OK, OK, please. Yiran, I'll thank you instead of the whole Wang family."

Yiran gave a "um" and hung up.

After hanging up the phone, he threw his mobile phone aside, Yiran sighed, frowned and looked at the haggard woman in the mirror.

Although haggard, it is still beautiful.

Yiran blinked and began to slowly take off her clothes.

The pure white dress is now in a mess.

The skirt was torn, with many folds and a little dirty dust from somewhere.

When she took off her dress, the woman's concave convex and tight figure showed up.

It not only retains the firm and elastic skin that girls can have, but also has the slim and graceful skin that mature women should have.

Yiran quietly appreciates the excellent figure of the woman in the mirror and puts her hand on her chest.

Such a good figure, she quit spicy and sugar, but through continuous exercise and self-discipline diet.

Even with makeup for such a long time, her skin is still very good. She didn't stuffy out a pox. She maintained it with expensive skin care products and healthy diet.

Everything has a causal relationship.

With one hand holding the cold wall and one foot stepping into the bathtub, she tested the water temperature.

Then she lay down.

Yiran cleaned the bouquet of roses that Jing mowen proposed last night, took off the petals and threw them in the bathtub.

The bright red rose petals are as gorgeous as blood. They float and sink in the clear water. The graceful posture of the woman is hidden, which is particularly attractive.

Yiran looked at the petals quietly and felt as if she were the same.

Tiny existence, floating on the huge ocean of life, constantly floating and sinking, no one knows what will happen in the future.

The fish sinking under the water is the enemy. I don't know when it will suddenly float up. With a "ah woo" bite, she will disappear.

to be drowned.

The heat fumigated and dyed the whole person. They relaxed, looked lazy and soon fell asleep.

When Mo Yiran woke up again, he saw the pure white ceiling of his house.

She was stunned. Wasn't she taking a bath? When did you run to bed?

For a moment, Yiran heard the sound of cutting vegetables outside the room. The tip of his nose moved and sniffed. There was a faint smell of chicken soup floating and sinking in the air.

Yiran smiled.

Those who have their own home keys except Jing mowen are white smoke.

Although Jing mowen has made some progress in cooking recently, he should not dare to start a big dish like chicken soup for a while.

Therefore, Baisheng smoke can't be wrong.

He got up and rubbed his temples.

I looked at my cell phone. It's already eleven o'clock.

After getting out of bed, I stepped on white velvet slippers and went to the living room. Sure enough, I saw the figure of a busy woman in the kitchen.

Yi Ran leaned lazily against the wall and smiled: "Why are you here? Don't you go to the company?"

Bai Shengyan, who was busy, looked back at Mo Yiran and said: "Hum, it's not funny to say that you were already Jing mowen's man yesterday. It's not funny that you didn't tell me when you got the certificate. I only knew it when Jing Mozhen's smelly boy told me today. No, he came to congratulate you early in the morning, but he didn't answer the phone. No one answered when he knocked at the door. I found you sleeping in the bathtub when I took the key to open the door. I was scared to death 。”