President spoils the dark wife

He gave the car to Lin Wu, and then Mo Yiran went to the side and took the subway.

The place for dinner was chosen by the customer. Mo Yiran couldn't help it.

Mo Yiran looked at the intricate route map and frowned after entering the subway.

How does this road map feel different from the previous one?

Stumbled to buy a ticket, and then took the subway with curiosity.

"Hey! I can't squeeze! Don't get on the bus again!"

"What's your name?"

"Tut, why are you stepping on me!"

"Sorry..."

"Young man, can't you give me a seat?"

……

Mo Yiran is squeezed in the middle, pushing and shoving again and again. She has no love.

Why did she forget, the evening peak

Suddenly, Mo Yiran smelled another peculiar smell.

"Who farted? It stinks!"

I don't know which honest man he was. He complained very honestly.

As soon as the man said, the people who had no response began to wave around in front of their nose, frowning and disgusting.

Mo Yiran is more tired.

What hell is this?

Mo Yiran got off after three stops.

Coincidentally, the site where Mo Yiran got off is also a site with a lot of people.

Mo Yiran remembers that this stop is like a scenic spot leading to city A.

When he came out of the subway station, Mo Yiran took a big breath of fresh air and felt refreshed.

I feel like I'm alive again.

Mo Yiran walks into the restaurant where the customer is located and goes to the bathroom first.

Mo Yiran looked at his hair slightly messy in the mirror and his clothes slightly wrinkled because of the crowd just now. He couldn't help sighing.

As she tidied up her appearance, she understood why everyone likes money.

Money can't solve all your troubles, but it can make you a lot more comfortable.

Only with money can you buy a car. Only when you buy a car can you not be squeezed into meat patties.

Although you may not be able to avoid traffic jams after buying a car, if you have money, you can be more willful and choose not to go out.

Avoid traffic jams.

Mo Yiran simply added makeup, and then went to the customer.

Out of the restaurant, it was completely dark.

Mo Yiran looked at the time, seven o'clock.

The night wind is cool, and the neon lights not far away are emitting dazzling light.

Surrounded by tall buildings, like demons.

There are thousands of lights, but none is lit for themselves.

Mo Yiran sighed and tightened his coat. He was taking out his mobile phone to call a car, but he saw the forest fog standing not far in front.

Yi Ran was stunned, walked over, patted his back on his man's shoulder and said, "Lin Wu, why are you here?"

The thin man turned around, and Qingjun's face floated a warm smile in the night: "I'm waiting for you."

"Wait to pick me up, don't you?" Mo Yiran nodded, handed Lin Wu his bag and said as he walked forward: "just in time, go to the West Road with me. An important customer will have his birthday right away, but he is a rich boy. I don't know what you boys like. Come and pick it with me."

Lin Wu followed Mo Yiran and nodded as he listened.

Seeing that Mo Yiran was about to come to the car, he went over and opened the door for Mo Yiran.

Mo Yiran got into the car, then opened the notebook in the back of the car and began to work without talking.

The west road is a distance from here. Mo Yiran doesn't want to waste time.

Lin Wu closed the door and drove ahead.

After driving for about ten minutes, Mo Yiran suddenly looked up and asked, "Lin Wu, how old are you now?"

"Twenty three, twenty-four next month."

Lin Wu answered.

Mo Yiran nodded thoughtfully, "I don't know. I'm so old."

At the West Road, Mo Yiran and Lin Wu went into the nearby mall together.

"Sister Ranran, how old is that customer?"

Mo Yiran frowned and thought for a while and said, "I'm eighteen or nine years old. I'm a rich young master at home. I'm not good at grades and idle. I like all kinds of Party parties. I like Qingyu's dessert style very much. I came back to the party and introduced many friends. They are all big lists and never stingy."

Mo Yiran said as he walked to a jewelry counter and looked at all kinds of jewelry in those glass display cabinets.

"In my experience, there should not be many boys who like jewelry."

Lin Wu took a puff from the corner of his eye and reminded him.

Yiran didn't lift her head and said, "the young master's white, gentle, dressed up, rings and necklaces should be acceptable."

"White boy..."

Lin Wu frowned slightly and thought deeply.

"I heard that I don't have a girlfriend. I haven't met my first love yet. I'm considering whether to send a man over. I think ah Qing is good."

Don't make complaints about it.

Mo Yiran's words made the forest fog shine.

He suddenly looked up, his eyebrows relaxed and said, "don't send men, just a male dog!"

Mo Yiran hears the speech, pauses and looks at Lin Wu strangely.

Lin Wu smiled and didn't feel anything wrong. He looked gentle and kind, which reminded Mo Yiran of himself before meeting Jing mowen.

"I really remember what you said. It seems that the young master did mention that he wanted to raise a small animal."

Mo Yiran bent his slender index finger into a paste and gently touched his jaw.

"Where shall we buy a dog?"

Lin Wu asked.

Mo Yiran glanced at him: "go to your house."

"Ah?"

Lin Wu blinked, "but my family has a cat."

Mo Yiran saw that Lin Wu really believed it. She couldn't help staring wide, shook her head like a smile, didn't reply, and turned away.

Previously, I heard that a student in a famous school could not peel eggs, had no common sense and could only learn. At that time, I just thought whether it would be the reporter's deliberate exaggeration in order to attract attention.

Now it seems that many college students in this famous university really have no common sense.

Where can I buy small animals?

Is it difficult to catch in the mountains?

"Sister Ranran, wait for me!"

Lin Wu was puzzled, but he looked up and saw Mo Yiran gone, so he hurried after her.

Mo Yiran gave an address, and then Lin Wu drove over.

After arriving at the destination, Mo Yiran got off the bus and looked at the long lost building in front of him. He felt that time passed so fast.

Was it here that we made a deal with Jing mowen?

Every time I come here, I bring blood.

"Ouch, who is this? I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiao Ranran."

Wearing a white shirt, the clean man picked up silver framed glasses from the table and put them on the bridge of his nose. He smiled kindly and brightly at Mo Yiran.

Mo Yiran smiled: "I remember the last time I met, you called me my sister."