President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran and Jing mowen left Jing's house first. They sat in the car. Mo Yiran looked at Jing mowen, who was meditative and silent. His detailed eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent and said, "do you really think about Jing Mo again?"

"No, what do I care about him?"

Jing mowen casually denied it, but the man's slightly flashing eyes had betrayed him.

Yi Ran smiled: "in fact, I don't understand that Shaozhuang art and Jing Mo are actually two different individuals. Why should the gratitude and resentment of the older generation be involved in future generations? And Jing Mo really likes you very much. Anyone with eyes can see it."

Jing mowen glanced at the woman's quiet face, slightly frowned and said, "what about Mo Qing? Do you have a grudge against him?"

"Of course, there are bad feelings, but with the passage of time, that little bad feelings have long disappeared. The Mo Qing you see now is in the period of rebellion. You haven't seen him before. It's really an angel. It's a pity that I didn't cherish this little angel at that time."

Mo Yiran regretted.

Jing mowen collected his eyes and stopped talking.

At the same time, Jing Mo really got rid of his elders and walked out side by side with Cui Liji.

"Zhen, in fact, I also think it's a good choice for you to join the army."

Cui Liji said.

"Crazy!" Jing Mo looked at Cui Liji in disbelief.

After a long wind, the flowers rolled up all over the ground, and the girl lifted her hair, but she couldn't laugh.

"What about you?"

"What?"

"Do you really want to study medicine?"

The girl nodded. Her face was white and shining slightly in the sun.

"It's hard to learn medicine." Jing Mo frowned.

Cui Liji smiled: "what is not bitter? Life is full of flavors. I always have to taste them. What's more, I have been favored since I was a child. What blessings have I never enjoyed? I want to eat hardship now. Ordinary people's children are bitter before sweet, and we are sweet before bitter. Why not?"

It has been a long time since they had such a serious talk about the future.

Most of the time, they are crazy. With many people in power at home, they are wild and lawless.

Jing Mo really remembers that when they first talked seriously about the future, both of them were only eight years old.

But because they were smart, they thought they knew a lot more than their peers at that time and looked down on a group of ordinary people around them who were still playing the game of police catching thieves and eagles catching chickens.

Boys and girls are always inseparable and never intersect with others.

At that time, they each got off the luxury car, dressed in famous brands, walked to the campus side by side with English books with Chinese annotations in their hands, and then talked about black holes, calculus and Hayao Miyazaki.

Later, somehow, after early puberty, I entered puberty, but I started fooling around.

Fighting, going to bars, racing and falling in love are the same as what should be done in adolescence.

"Li Ji, if you study medicine for your disease, I'll study it."

The boy suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the girl seriously.

Under the shade of the tree, the sun was divided into glittering and translucent pieces by branches and leaves, and fell on the young and beautiful faces of young girls.

Cui Liji also stopped. She looked at the serious young man, gently shook her head, shifted her eyes, and looked at the boundless blue dome with deep eyes.

"I've seen my own physical condition for a long time. Everything goes with fate. If I really care about my disease, I would have died long ago. How can I live until now?"

The girl's voice is gentle and soft. It sounds very comfortable.

Jingmo really didn't reply for a long time after hearing the speech. He just looked at Cui Liji quietly. The girl's bright wrists coagulated frost and snow, and her eyebrows and eyes were particularly charming, like a porcelain doll carved with jade.

Porcelain dolls are delicate but fragile.

"Li Ji, it's good for you to be open-minded, but I still hope you can care about your body. You go by yourself and have nothing to worry about. Finally, we living people suffer. Promise me that you will take good care of yourself."

The boy's face was serious and his body was surrounded by cold.

Cui Liji glanced at the boy beside her for a long time and smiled, "OK, I promise you."

A bright smile, the chill dissipated in an instant.

Jing Mo was really satisfied. He stretched out his hand to lift his hair and put one hand in his pants pocket to be cool. At the same time, he recovered his usual ruffian appearance and smiled at the girl: "people, happiness is the most important. Don't talk about these boring things. I'll play later, young master."

Cui Liji opened her eyes excitedly: "golf?"

The boy shook his finger, "snooker."

Cui Liji: "

She has it at home. You need to find a venue?

The two were chatting about what to do later. They turned a corner and didn't take two steps. They saw Jing mowen and Mo Yiran.

And the two men turned their heads at the sound and looked at Jing Mo, who was really kind. Jing Mo was really excited and wanted to go.

But it's too late.

"Zhen, come and talk?"

Mo Yiran narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth with a smile.

"Li Ji, you too."

Finally, Jingmo really couldn't escape.

The four drove to the billiards hall where Jing Mozhen played. Jing Mozhen played with Jing mowen. Mo Yiran and Cui Liji opened a table next to the window.

The ball room is on the second floor. The window is wide open. Outside is a road. Next to the road is a river.

In April, some cool river wind blew in through the window, refreshing.

Mo Yiran came up from downstairs with the just delivered coffee takeout in his hand.

Pass Jingmo Wen's American style and Jingmo's real milk cover, and then Yiran goes to Cui Liji.

Cui Liji saw Mo Yiran come back, took the cappuccino handed over by the woman, took a sip, smiled contentedly, then clenched the long pole, leaned over, squinted, and made a strong force on her arm. With a "bang", the triangular ball group was scattered.

Yiran took a big sip of mocha in his hand, then twisted his wrist and went to the side to get the club.

Bend over, align, calculate the angle, and make a sudden force, "bang bang", and two balls enter the hole.

"Good ball!"

Cui Liji praised, raised her eyebrows and motioned Mo Yiran to continue.

On the other side, Jing Mo really looked at his own Jing Mo Wen coldly and swallowed his saliva. He was distracted. His hand shook and tilted. The white ball moved lazily, and then he didn't move as if he was dead. He didn't give face.

Jing Mo really pulled his mouth. He really couldn't stand the atmosphere. He said bluntly: "brother, if I do something wrong, you tell me, I'll change it. Don't look at me like that..."

Jing mowen ignored the young man, looked for an angle, aimed at the rear force, and expected a shot into the hole.

Finally, when Jing mowen arrived at Jing Mozhen, he was ready to fight. Jing mowen's very impolite words made him shake his hands and beat him crooked again.

The man in black shirt and dark brown vest was dignified, and his handsome but not feminine face was serious and cold, which could not be refuted.

"Sea, land and air, choose the same, don't force you."

Jing Mozhen: "