President spoils the dark wife

When he arrived in Tokyo, Mo Yiran Jing and Mo Wen separated from Yan binwei and Bai Shengyan.

They decided to take their wedding photos first, and then get together.

"Jing mowen, I think you're almost close to the overbearing president."

Mo Yiran looked at Yan binwei and Bai Shengyan leaving, and suddenly said: "you see Yan binwei, as long as he is not cheap, he is very domineering. All day long, he wears Western-style clothes and shoes, combs a big back head, and his voice is slightly hoarse. He is very evil when he smiles. Even drinking water casually is a hook gesture."

Jing mowen was not angry or jealous when he heard the speech. He just calmly analyzed: "that's Yan binwei's habit of being pretentious and pretentious. He used to stay when he hooked up with little girls. The reason why I'm not as flashy as he is is because I'm guarding my integrity in order to meet you."

Mo Yiran was happy to hear it, and his hand around the man's arm became tighter.

Eyes full of love: "or my husband."

A sly smile crossed Jingmo's eyes.

Walking behind, Qingqing is stunned. It's hard to believe that her silent iceberg boss has such eloquence and reaction ability. It's so handsome!

Hua Quan followed Jing mowen longer, so he didn't have any big reaction.

Disdainfully looked at Qingqing, who was surprised at first, and followed Jing mowen and Mo Yiran.

Because Mo Yiran has a strong obsession with Tokyo, today's shooting lasted one day.

Mo Yiran met Bai Shengyan when she was a girl. Before she met Bai Shengyan, her childhood was spent under the warm brush of Grandpa Miyazaki.

Mo Yiran had her mother Bai Qiqing in her childhood.

Bai Qiqing is a very gentle woman. She doesn't work and is a full-time wife.

In fact, Mo Yiran doesn't know much about his mother.

When she was a child, Mo Changguo was not allowed to mention it again after her mother died, so Mo Yiran always felt that her mother was a very close and mysterious existence.

Closeness is because this woman really existed and gave Mo Yiran warmth.

The mystery is because Mo Yiran doesn't know the background of the seven emotions in the dialogue and knows nothing about her past.

Later, Mo Yiran grew up, thinking about how to fight with Wang Shuyu, and then going abroad. When she returned home, Mo Yiran wanted to investigate something again, but found that Mo Changguo couldn't say anything because of the long time, so the matter was settled.

But this does not affect Mo Yiran's good memory of his mother.

The shooting time of the day passed quickly, and the time passed quietly between the fingers.

The shooting ended in the evening.

The photographer team went back to the place where they lived to repair the map. As for HuaQuan and Qingqing, they followed Mo Yiran and Jing mowen not far or near.

Later, Jing mowen thought the two big bulbs were too troublesome, so he asked them to leave and go wherever they wanted. There was no need to follow them all the time.

Now, there are only Mo Yiran and Jing mowen left.

Jing mowen is in a particularly good mood.

The afterglow of sunset shines on his face, and the evening wind blows slightly, with a light fragrance of flowers.

Under the rosy sky, there are white birds flying home. They rise and fall. I don't know if they are drunk by the smell of flowers.

Mo Yiran and Jing mowen are walking along the river, feeling the evening wind. They are in a good mood.

After walking a little further, Mo Yiran, holding his arm, suddenly released his arm and trotted forward.

Jing mowen was puzzled and raised his eyes, but saw that Mo Yiran had been surrounded by several deer.

She stood in the middle, squatted down slightly, smiled and reached out to touch the deer.

It must be that many tourists come and go here all year round, so these deer are not afraid of life. They hang their heads slightly to rub Mo Yiran's face.

His cheeks were scratched and itchy, and he couldn't help laughing.

The clear and mysterious light laughter like a wind chime is very pleasant.

The warm evening wind blows the woman's soft dark hair up and down, like a naughty child.

Yearning for the distance, farther than the distance.

But they are also concerned about their families and are difficult to give up.

When shooting during the day, Mo Yiran successively wore Hanfu, kimono and wedding dress. Her makeup was gorgeous enough to impress the country and the city.

However, when Jing mowen looked at Mo Yiran in full dress, he only said that he was ordinary and had no waves.

But at this moment, Mo Yiran, who has washed away all his lead and clothes, is only wearing a common knee high white skirt.

But when Jing mowen looked at the woman, he only felt unspeakable emotion in his heart.

The kind of love he can't say.

He just couldn't bear to leave her for a second.

The faint yellow afterglow of the sunset fell on the woman's smooth skin, turning her white skin and white skirt into sunset red.

A woman's eyes are like a fox, but they are gentle.

If Mo Yiran was a real fox, I'm afraid the deer would be dangerous.

Jing mowen looked at the woman and suddenly smiled.

After playing with the deer for a while, Yiran suddenly remembered that there was another Jing Mo Wen.

Looking back, I found that the man was smiling at himself.

Seeing himself looking over, the man quickly smiled.

Mo Yiran looked at it and sank his face. He walked over and said, "what were you laughing at just now?"

Jing mowen shook his head and looked serious: "you're wrong."

"I'm not blind."

Mo Yiran frowned slightly, looked up and stared at Jing Mo Wen.

But the man is like an iron heart without opening his mouth. He tightly purses his thin lips, and there is a smile in his dark and deep eyes.

"Hum!"

Mo Yiran turned his head and left without looking back.

Jing mowen didn't panic when he saw this, but he smiled even more.

The man strode over and put his hand around the woman's thin shoulder.

"I didn't laugh at anything. I just think the women I like are charming and charming..."

"Shut up, Jing mowen." Mo Yiran looked at the man coldly.

Jing mowen thinks Mo Yiran is very strange. In the past, when he praised Mo Yiran's beauty so much, Mo Yiran was so happy that his mouth couldn't close.

Why is it suddenly modified now?

"What you said is too false and insincere. Although I'm very happy, you'd better coax your little three and four outside."

"Where did I get my junior and senior?" Jing mowen frowned.

Mo Yiran's face was expressionless: "I have to ask you, how do I know when they will come out?"

"No, I am deeply persecuted by my father and stepmother. I hate small three and small four."

Jing mowen's expression is quite serious.

Mo Yiran looked up at him and smiled, "my family background is the same as you. At most, it's not as rich as your family."

Jing mowen raised his eyebrows: "but your behavior style is much more arrogant than me. I heard from Gu Xiu that you used to be a school bully with Bai Shengyan in school."

"That's a myth. We never did anything to bully people at that time."

"But you've never been bullied."

Mo Yiran was too lazy to say, "then you just feel it. It has little impact on you and me."