President spoils the dark wife

"A narrow road for friends? I like these four words. Why don't you go and have a drink for our reunion?"

The man stared at Mo Yiran, his eyes fixed and careless.

This man is like this most of the time.

Slightly narrowed a pair of indecisive peach eyes, attracted countless rotten peach blossoms, and then looked cynical.

This kind of man is very suitable for falling in love, because he will give you everything you want and everything you fantasize about.

But it doesn't last long.

Because he'll get tired.

Mo Yiran was in love with Yan and had been fascinated by this man, but this man was the same as any man and woman in the past. There was no difference. She didn't feel much after watching it several times.

Inner peace is like a stagnant water.

Just in front of the man, but it seems that he still hasn't given up on himself.

Mo Yiran knows that this man is very interested in everything he can't get and won't give up.

Mo Yiran once reminded Bai Shengyan when she was a girl. Don't dislike warm men. Only pay attention to those men who want to conquer the world. Unexpectedly, they also want to conquer women all over the world!

But Bai Shengyan didn't listen to it.

Baisheng tobacco is competitive and can't gain or lose.

Her man must be able to conquer her.

Yan binwei is such a fierce man.

Bai Shengyan loves this man crazily, but her own dignity and stubbornness don't allow her to bow her head.

If the man is a little sorry for her, she will kill him.

Is the so-called deep love, hate cut.

Mo Yiran can't understand their feelings of love. She only knows that neither of them is a safe person.

Mo Yiran left the school with Yan binwei.

Mo Yiran has nothing to ask, because what she wants to ask and what she hasn't thought of asking have been thoroughly known by Yan binwei.

Moreover, when it comes to credibility, Yan binwei is more threatening to the other party, so the information in his hand must be much more detailed than Mo Yiran.

Therefore, Mo Yiran doesn't need to ask any more.

What's more, if Yan binwei really wants Mo Yiran to get the wrong information, as long as she coughs directly next to her, or glances at the fat headmaster at will, Mo Yiran's visit to Britain will be in vain.

Inside the car, Mo Yiran looked at the scenery outside the window without expression.

Yan binwei is very different from his wealth and strength.

I can own a car in China, but it hurts to have one or two.

But Yan binwei is different. In his opinion, the car is a means of transportation for the convenience of his travel.

Therefore, as long as there is an honesty or country that Yan binwei may appear, he will put a car there.

Even if you don't open it, it's your own property.

Today, Yan binwei's car is a limited super run. I'm afraid others don't know that there is a big man in this remote area. He is as arrogant as a big man.

Mo Yiran thinks that this is probably the essential difference.

I came over secretly and felt guilty, so I kept a low profile.

As for binwei, the investigator is also so domineering, which shows how rampant this person should be at ordinary times!

"Why don't you talk? You're scolding me in your heart?"

Yan binwei was driving and glanced lightly at Mo Yiran.

"No."

Mo Yi holds his chin with his hand and looks forward without moving his eyes.

Yan binwei didn't reply, and the car fell into silence.

After a long time, Mo Yiran finally couldn't help asking, "Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

Yan binwei glanced, smiled strangely, and patted Mo Yiran's elbow on the armrest box. After being stared coldly by the angry Mo Yiran, he calmly threw the snacks out of the armrest box to Mo Yiran.

"What are you doing? I don't eat snacks."

Mo Yiran threw it back without looking at it. He was very disgusted.

Yan binwei said coldly, "it took less than ten hours to fly from city A. now, at this time, you probably boarded the plane yesterday afternoon. You don't have the habit of eating dinner. After such a long time, you will really starve if you don't eat. I don't want to have another hungry ghost around when I go back."

"Don't worry. When I get to the city center later, you put me down. I can walk and find food myself!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yan binwei suddenly sneered.

"At your English level, this, this and this, OK."

"You fart!"

Don't use foul language that gets angry.

This stem has been laughed by Yan binwei for a long time.

When I met Yan binwei, I went to the United States. Not long ago, my English was not fluent. Go out to dinner with Yan binwei. In order not to make a joke, you can keep silent for the sake of safety. Unexpectedly, this bastard Yan binwei has been used as a laughing stock until now.

"Oh, no, I remember wrong. It should be, a hamburger, thank you!"

Yan binwei solemnly imitates Mo Yiran's tone and expression.

Mo Yiran: "

"I eat, can't I eat? Shut up!"

Mo Yiran grinned and stared at Yan binwei, and then opened the snack Yan binwei had just thrown.

After looking at the packaging, there was another smoke in the corner of the eye.

Flower cake?

"You are a girl. I haven't eaten flower cakes for many years."

"Are you very proud?" Yan binwei snorted.

Mo Yiran ignored him, took out a paper towel, wrapped the flower cake and began to eat.

The rose stuffing tastes good.

"How did you put food in the car?"

"I'm afraid I'm hungry. It's cheaper for you."

"What do you mean I'm cheap? Didn't you force me to eat?"

"According to your temperament, if you weren't really hungry, you wouldn't eat even if I put a knife around your neck and forced you to eat."

Mo Yiran is speechless and bites the cake silently.

"Come on, are you following me, or do you have any other purpose? I don't believe such a coincidence in the world."

Mo Yiran finished the cake and looked at Yan binwei, hoping that he could give himself an answer.

"My original intention was not sun Mushan, but when I was checking another person, I accidentally found the strangeness of sun Mushan."

"What's weird?" Mo Yiran asked curiously.

Yan binwei picked his eyebrow and coolly hooked his lips: "I won't tell you until I understand the whole story clearly."

Mo Yiran snorted with disdain: "if you don't say it, don't say it. I'll check it myself."

Yan binwei's car stopped in front of a hotel, turned to Mo Yiran and said, "the hotel belongs to our group. Today we meet fate. If you choose one, you won't charge you."

Mo Yiran didn't even look at it and sneered: "will I care about your hotel money this night?"

Yan binwei hasn't opened his mouth yet, and Yiran goes on: "I don't want to be free from food. You take me to another hotel. I won't sleep in your house."

Yan binwei put his hands around his chest and did not squint. With a slight pick on his sword eyebrow, he said, "fifty thousand pounds a night."

With a "pop", the door was thrown up, and the woman beside her didn't know when to get out of the car. She bent down slightly and smiled at Yan binwei who was still sitting in the car.

"Why is Mr. Yan still sitting in the car? It's so stuffy in the car. Do you want me to open the door for you? If I don't need it, I'll choose a room. I'm too tired these two days. I'm sleepy."

Yan binwei had expected it for a long time. He was not surprised. He hooked his lips like a smile.