President spoils the dark wife

According to the old calendar, Mo Yiran almost habitually thought that there would be a bloody storm next.

She may get hurt. Jing Yu may be foolishly short of an affectionate play. In order to save her, she is shot and killed, or she is half paralyzed. It is also possible that Mo Yiran and Jing Yu fight each other in the dark and destroy each other.

However, Mo Yiran looked at the tall man who came out of the convenience store with a small plastic bag. Mo Yiran didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mo Yiran and Jing Yu were both watched by each other. Just now they were out of the yard at the foot of the mountain. When Jing Yu asked Mo Yiran whether to run together in his car, Mo Yiran hesitated. As a result, this hesitation made Jing Yu think she acquiesced and wore a helmet on her head.

The jacket men behind him also just came out. Mo Yiran couldn't help it. Confused, he followed Jing Yu into the car.

Then, Jing Yu drove the car and flew up.

Mo Yiran was also a motorcycle lover when she was a girl, and had been in contact with all types of.

But Jing Yu's car was driven out of a sports car

Mo Yiran remembered that Bai Shengyan whispered to himself on the dinner table that Jing Yu was a soldier. Mo Yiran guessed that Jing Yu's car might be a military refit.

In a word, Jing Yu opened too fast and easily got rid of people. Quickly, Mo Yiran was in a trance.

She can't believe that she escaped from death so easily?

At this moment, Mo Yiran sits on the locomotive parked on the side of the road, with long straight legs lazily stepping on the ground. The warm wind with the smell of sunlight blows from the mountains and forests in the distance and skips the Huahai lake and river. All the hostility disappears and caresses his face.

Jing Yu walked slowly towards Mo Yiran with his long legs carrying the things he had just bought from the convenience store.

As he walked, his eyes locked tightly on Mo Yiran.

He hasn't seen this girl for ten years. She has changed a lot, but not very much.

He remembered that ten years ago, the girl's hair was not so long. At that time, her smile was still very warm, far less fierce and sharp than now.

How did you like this girl?

Beautiful, it's really very attractive.

But with so many beautiful girls, Baisheng smoke is also very beautiful.

But he didn't show any love for Bai Shengyan. He just felt that the woman was very beautiful.

What should we say about Mo Yiran? It's the kind of heart movement of the deer. Then she always pays attention to her on weekdays. Gradually, she likes it, and it's very deep.

Mo Yiran at that time was expressionless most of the time in school, but he would laugh occasionally when he saw Baisheng smoke.

When he first saw Mo Yiran, Mo Yiran was waiting for Bai Shengyan.

He watched the iceberg like girl turn into rain when she saw Bai Shengyan. The ice burst. In spring, the little white rabbit woke up from hibernation and licked a mouthful of glacial water with bleary eyes.

Jing Yu remembered that smile all his life.

When Bai Shengyan is away, she is always alone.

She treats people well. Many people like her, but those who like her are also afraid of her.

Moreover, Jing Yu felt at that time that Mo Yiran was self-cultivation, but her character was solitary.

She is a girl who likes sleeping very much.

In some unimportant classes, the girl sleeps on her stomach.

Mo Yiran is Bai Shengyan's friend. Bai Shengyan is not easy to mess with at home. No teacher will ask for trouble and take care of more.

As long as this girl doesn't go too far, everything is easy to discuss.

Now

Jing Yu frowned at the woman with long hair and waist and felt that she had changed.

Her face was much less childish, and she became fond of smiling, but Jing Yu couldn't see any smile in her eyes.

Her gentle and beautiful face is like a false mask.

She has matured a lot and calmed down a lot.

That kind of indifference from the inside out can't be pretended, but because of experience.

The warm sunlight shone on the woman's white jade skin. Jing Yu felt her heart beating faster and faster.

"Where did you bring me?"

Mo Yiran frowned and asked Jing Yu when he saw him coming back.

She put her hands around her chest and glanced at the man in front of her.

Just now, this man was sitting in a solemn military posture. He looked very stiff.

Although handsome enough, Mo Yiran prefers Jing mowen in comparison, or because beauty is in the eyes of lovers.

Um

Unspeakable.

It's the domineering president's sitting posture.

It's so handsome. The more you look, the more handsome you are.

"How do I know?"

Jing Yu returned to his senses and gave Mo Yiran a rice ball from the plastic bag.

Mo Yiran looked at the triangular rice ball, weakly pulled the corners of his mouth, didn't answer, and didn't move.

"Why, do you want me to feed you?"

Jing Yu picked his eyebrow.

Mo Yiran frowns.

She doesn't like Jing Yu's slightly flirtatious words.

"Just after dinner, I'm not hungry."

Mo Yiran said faintly.

Jing Yu glanced at Mo Yiran again, didn't speak, and took back the rice ball.

Jing Yu didn't know how small the girls' stomachs were, but the women in their army ate a lot.

Just now he has been paying attention to Mo Yiran. She eats very little, very little.

She ate no more than two bites of almost everything on the table, and only a little at a bite.

How much does a little mean?

for instance.

The small tofu pieces are sandwiched in half, the sweet beans come by pieces, and the greasy things like Swan crisp are not touched

Most of the time, I hold my glass.

At this moment, Mo Yiran said that she had just had lunch, and Jing Yu felt a little guilty.

Is that lunch?

People eat more than she does.

When Mo Yiran said she was not hungry, Jing Yu felt that this woman was a fairy.

Because only fairies don't eat.

They usually drink dew.

"Give me the mineral water and the dark chocolate."

Mo Yiran saw that Jing Yu didn't speak. He thought for a while and said.

Jing Yu was stunned. He didn't say much. He took out water and chocolate. He was obviously in a better mood.

Mo Yiran saw that the low pressure around the man disappeared. She frowned and asked, "what are those people doing? In this era, when you use a knife and a gun, did you dig someone's ancestral grave or rob someone's daughter-in-law?"

"I don't remember. Maybe they can't get me, so they hate because of love."

Jing Yu said very seriously and bit the rice ball.

Mo Yiran: "

Mo Yiran knows that a person who pretends to sleep can't wake up, so he doesn't have the desire to ask any more.

It has nothing to do with her.