President spoils the dark wife

"Just a glance, it's unforgettable."

Jason affectionately put his hand over his chest and frowned. He was very emotional.

"Then think more."

Jing mowen finished with a faint smile, and then entered the elevator.

Just got into the elevator, Jason followed closely and rushed in.

"What are you doing?"

Jing mowen looked at Jason with some vigilance, an idiot rival with no threat.

But the reason why Jing mowen is vigilant is that this man is an idiot. He is a normal person. Sometimes it is difficult to figure out the idea of an idiot.

"Go upstairs. I'm full. I'll go back and pack up and leave. That beautiful girl is your wife. I'm on the same floor as you. Press the button. Thank you."

Jason said with a smile, showing his big white teeth.

Very serious.

Jing mowen pulled out a corner of his eye and smiled gently at him: "OK, I press."

Pure Jason looked at Jing mowen's gentle smile and thought that he was a very kind man, and his smile was more brilliant.

"You are a good man. If that beautiful girl marries you, she will be very happy."

After pressing the button, Jing mowen, who was thinking about how to get the idiot away, smelled the speech, his eyes moved and asked Jason, "do you really think so?"

Jason nodded honestly.

The anger in Jing Mo Wen's eyes dissipated, and the spring breeze turned into rain in an instant. Looking at Jason, his eyes were soft like cotton candy.

This time, there are no needles in the marshmallow.

"You have a good eye."

Jing mowen smiled.

Jason smiled, too.

For the sake of your good taste, I won't care about you.

Jing mowen thought so.

The cold heart was drenched with spring rain, shone into a bunch of warm sunshine in the afternoon, and opened a delicate rose. I was happy.

After arriving at the floor, Jason said goodbye to Jing Mo Wen, and then left in the opposite direction to Jing Mo Wen.

Jing mowen returned to the door of the room and knocked.

The room card is at moyiran's.

After a while, the door opened and a gloomy face appeared in front of him.

Mo Yiran glanced at Jing mowen lightly, then turned and went in.

There was nothing more to say, but a light floating look in her eyes. She stepped on her slippers, walked back to the room, opened the quilt and lay back directly. With her eyes closed, she looked gloomy like "I'm going to sleep. If you dare to disturb me, I'll screw off your sky cover".

However, it is clear that Jing mowen is not afraid that Mo Yiran will twist off his celestial cap.

Slowly walked to the bed, squatted down, stroked the woman's smooth face, lifted her soft and fragrant black hair on her forehead.

Mo Yiran did not respond.

Breathe steadily.

She was too lazy to talk to Jing mowen.

"Well, it's my fault. I shouldn't hate you. Don't be angry, baby."

The man's eyes are soft, and his actions are very soft, like touching a rare treasure.

In Jing mowen's heart, Mo Yiran is his rare treasure.

The voice fell, and the woman slowly opened her eyes. She looked at the man close at hand.

Jing mowen looked at the woman. He always felt that Mo Yiran's eyes were very beautiful. They were as clear as a stream in the mountains without half impurities. If you look closely, there was a very shallow blue rhyme.

The eyelashes are long and warped, just like two small fans. Every time you blink your eyes, there is a slight wind. If not, how can they blow to Jing mowen's heart?

Looking at these eyes, Jing mowen can always remember Li jiangshen.

Mo Yiran was saved because of the eyes very similar to Li Jiangchen.

However, in the deeper memory, suddenly another pair of eyes appeared.

It was earlier than meeting Li jiangshen.

If Mo Yiran's eyes are only similar to Li jiangshen, the eyes that seem to be able to speak in the deeper memory can overlap Mo Yiran's eyes in a trance.

Jing mowen opened his lips slightly and wanted to ask something.

However, he still didn't ask.

In the memory of those eyes, there are stars and the sea, bright and gentle, smiling and beautiful, as if the clouds in the sky were illuminated by the sun.

Mo Yiran's eyes, although pure, are often gloomy and indifferent, as if the clear water had frozen.

People can't feel warm.

Still, don't block Mo Yiran.

Jing mowen thought.

"Mo Wen, will you accommodate me like this all your life?"

Mo Yiran's eyebrows frowned slightly: "In fact, I don't know why I was suddenly angry just now. Even I felt puzzled, but I couldn't help it. I just... I just... I don't know how to describe that feeling. I was suddenly irritable and wrote in ink. I don't know whether this emotion will last only for a period of time or for a lifetime. I'm afraid you'll get tired of it... If you regret it, just say it..."

"Ranran, you always don't believe me."

Jing mowen's finger reached into the woman's eyebrow, gently smoothed her frowned eyebrow and said, "I love you, naturally I will tolerate all your little temper. Why should you hide your true emotions in front of me? I'm your husband, not your enemy, and you don't need to cover up. Even if the sky falls, I'll hold on top of you and do the last protection for you."

The man's tone is soft, Mo Yiran's heart has been galloping.

She took the man's hand and nodded, "OK."

"Ranran, do you still have a stomachache? If it hurts, we'll rest here for another day. Tell me what you want to eat and drink, and I'll buy it for you."

Mo Yiran smelled the speech and looked at Jing mowen suspiciously: "who told you I had a stomachache?"

"White smoke."

Jing mowen answered truthfully.

"Aren't you in a bad mood because of what you girls said about dysmenorrhea? Last time I heard silence, Cui Liji turned her eyes and fainted in direct pain. I can imagine how painful it is. Don't bear it."

Jing mowen touched the woman's forehead with concern. He was afraid that Mo would die of pain.

Mo Yiran pulled a corner of his mouth: "I don't have dysmenorrhea. I was only 17 when I was young. I went on an excessive diet at that time, and then I had dysmenorrhea. Life is better than death. Later, I ate the pain of dysmenorrhea and didn't dare to cut off food. I haven't had such a time since. Moreover, I have a normal work and rest law and like health preservation, so my menstrual period has always been very accurate."

Jing mowen was confused and didn't understand these things about girls. However, seeing Mo Yiran like this, it should be nothing. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"So, Bai Shengyan lied to me?"

Jing mowen frowned.

"It's not a lie. I'll come in a few days."

Mo Yiran said.

"Coming? What's coming?"

Jing Mo's face suddenly became serious.

Mo Yiran: "

How should she explain?

For a long time, Mo Yiran sat up, gently picked up the man's chin with his fingers, showed a very compassionate smile and said, "Mo Wen, there is something called Du Niang in this world. If you don't understand what I'm talking about because of ignorance, please go to find Du Niang."

Jing mowen: "