President spoils the dark wife

After Jing mowen sent Mo Yiran back, Mo Yiran brushed his circle of friends and saw that Mo Qing sent a picture of white porridge with an aggrieved expression.

With a shake of his hand, the mobile phone held above his head almost fell and hit his face. Suddenly, in retrospect, Mo Qing was still in the hospital.

And I said in the morning that I was going to see him in the evening.

Yiran just lay down and left the sofa. She hurriedly took her bag, put on her shoes and left.

When she left Gu Xiu just now, Mo Yiran strolled outside with Jing mowen for a while, so it's late now. It's half past eight.

The outdoor air was wet and cold, which wrapped the clothes tightly with dye.

I bought some fruit on the road. It was almost nine o'clock when I drove to the hospital.

"I thought you weren't coming."

Mo Qing said unhappily when she saw Mo Yiran who pushed the door in.

"There are a lot of things," replied Yiran, putting the fruit on the table.

"What's the matter? Busy dating?"

The boy's gentle eyebrows crossed a trace of cold, looked at the back of the woman who went to wash the fruit, and sneered.

Mo Yiran squinted at Mo Qing and changed the subject: "I haven't had time today. I'll cook you some fish soup tomorrow."

Mo Qing said "Oh" and didn't speak again.

The air suddenly fell into silence. In addition to the smell of disinfectant floating in the air, there was only the faint aroma of dyed cut fruit.

The sound of tap water is "Hua Hua", which is particularly loud in a quiet room.

When Yiran came out of the bathroom with a plate of fruit, Yu Guang saw a bunch of Lilies by the window. He could vaguely pass through the smell of disinfectant and smell a faint faint fragrance.

She narrowed her eyes, went to the bed, put the fruit down, as if inadvertently asked, "are you taking the play now?"

"How do you know?" Mo Qing was a little surprised, but then he was relieved and said, "it's a play, but it's not much. It's just a small supporting role."

"Is there a martial arts play? Hanging Weiya or something is too dangerous."

Asked with concern.

Mo Qing was stunned when she saw that Mo Yiran suddenly cared about herself. As before, although it was not that Mo Yiran didn't care about herself, she was too silent to show it.

Did you take the wrong medicine today?

But after thinking about it, women in love may become more gentle.

So he opened his mouth to sell miserably without thinking, in order to get more attention.

"Yes! Of course! The campus drama didn't get me. As a result, it was favored by the director of an ancient puppet drama and asked me to play a rebellious little emperor. There was a hanging Weiya play last night. There was an accident at that time. I thought I was going to die. It was really thrilling."

Mo Qing observed Mo Yiran's reaction with Yu Guang. She thought Mo Yiran would show a frightened expression, but unexpectedly, the woman's face was light, as if she had known for a long time. She was not surprised at all, which made Mo Qing a little sad.

In fact, what he said now is very easy, but in fact, the Weiya play yesterday was really very thrilling.

Because of the excessive range of action, his body hit the attic heavily. Although he stretched out his arm to protect his head in time at the critical moment, he was knocked unconscious.

However, he was lucky that he didn't hit the key part. It seemed that he hit it very seriously, but it was all skin trauma.

"Don't take this kind of martial arts play in the future. You're still young and don't have to fight like this."

Mo Yiran frowned and his tone was suddenly serious.

"What about ah Zhen?"

"You're late. Ah Zhen has left."

"Go!"

"I saw him flirting with a beautiful celebrity who didn't know which one, but I just answered the phone and said hello to me. I said that a friend in the entertainment industry, Diao Weiya, had an accident and hurried away."

Last night, the conversation between Cui Liji and Gu Xiu rang out in her mind. Yiran looked deeply at Mo Qing and added: "people are red, right and wrong."

However, Mo Qing shook her head, chuckled, took a bite of a banana and said, "sister, you don't understand. Since I was a child, I have to work hard. I don't think money is excellence and success, but money is the beginning of these conditions. Without money, I can't do anything."

"Why don't you ask me?"

Mo Yiran looked at the boy quietly.

In addition to Mo Changguo's hospitalization expenses and Mo Qing's tuition fees, Mo Yiran only gives Mo Qing 2000 yuan a month for living expenses.

Mo Qing's expenses are not much, but after deducting the money for dinner, a thousand yuan is only enough for him to buy a pair of shoes.

Even if Mo Qing doesn't pursue famous brands and buys a popular brand, she is still stretched out.

Mo Yiran is not reluctant to give Mo Qing money. She is waiting for him to speak to herself.

Since the incident of the Mo family, Mo Qing has grown up a lot, alienated from her, and often looks strange.

So Mo Yiran deliberately cut more than half of the 6000 yuan he had planned.

I thought that according to Mo Qing's flower method, I would soon be unable to support it. I took the initiative to find her, but I didn't expect that the smelly boy could resist so much.

"No matter how capable you are, it's also a girl. One day, you don't want to work. I don't want you to aggrieve yourself because you have to take care of me. Moreover, as a man, I should take some responsibility. How can I rob money with a woman?"

Mo Qing turned her head and gave a "hum".

Mo Yiran smelled the speech and burst out laughing. He thought it was very interesting.

He rubbed the boy's hair happily and said happily, "the young man of the Mo family has grown up and has his own ideas."

"Don't touch my head!" Mo Qing said with some resentment, "why do you like to touch my head recently?"

Yi Ran was more happy and smiled: "who else? You are not short among your peers. Who can get your head?"

"Jing Mo really, Ya doesn't know what wind she's been smoking recently. She touches my head when she sees me. She always likes to give me a big bear hug."

Mo Qing complained bitterly.

Mo Yiran's smile froze and his face sank after hearing the speech.

Some things, Mo Yiran is actually very sensitive.

"What about you? Do you hate Jingmo's touch?"

Mo Yiran asked with some last expectations.

However, Mo Qing's words still gave Mo Yiran a fatal blow.

"In fact, it's not annoying. At the beginning, we didn't like each other, and he always pointed at me, so I naturally didn't give him a good face. But it's been a long time, especially after I left him for a period of time in society, I suddenly found that he was very kind to me. Although I was always cheap to tease me and scold me for being angry when I was in a bad mood, but if I was angry He's ill. He bought me medicine. Sometimes he's late. Before he can have breakfast, he divides his breakfast into half of mine... "

Watching Mo Qing's cold face gradually catch a smile, Mo Yiran was silent.

Mo Yiran can be said to know Mo Qing very well. He is not a talkative person and is silent most of the time.

However, maybe he didn't even notice it. When he mentioned Jingmo, he couldn't help saying more, and even his eyes became gentle and kind.