President spoils the dark wife

It's eight o'clock after dinner.

Mo Yiran looked at his cell phone. It was quiet today.

She usually has no habit of chatting with people on the Internet. Basically, she calls directly in case of emergency.

In addition to a few friends you often see, such as Bai Shengyan and Cui Liji, they will send messages to her, but they basically have something to say. They won't say they're idle. They don't have time to talk to you.

As for Jing mowen, he also has something to say. Once in a while, he reminds Mo Yiran to have breakfast and dinner.

If Mo Yiran can't return, he will send some red envelopes to blow up Mo Yiran.

Mo Yiran charged his cell phone and went to take a bath.

Besides, Yan binwei's hotel charges are so expensive and there are still a lot of wrongs to send him money for a reason.

The environmental facilities here compete with those of seven-star hotels in Dubai.

Since Yanbin Weibai let herself stay for one night, of course, she has to enjoy it.

After a long bath for an hour, I put on my bathrobe and came out. I was wiping my hair. I heard my cell phone ring twice.

Mo Yiran ignored and continued to brush his hair.

When your hair is almost dry, dye it before you go to get your cell phone.

Click to open a look, but is the message sent by Yan binwei, let her go quickly.

Mo Yiran frowned. Then she called and said impatiently, "what are you doing? I'm going to sleep. Don't bother me if it's no big deal."

"Who are you kidding? Don't you look at what time it is now, and your old lady in her seventies and eighties is still sleeping?"

Yan binwei is sarcastic on the other end of the phone.

"What can't be said on the phone?"

"Sun's latest information, will you come?"

Mo Yiran listened, picked up his thin eyebrows, and threw his towel on the chair: "which room do you have? I'll go there now."

Mo Yiran walks out while talking.

"Opposite you."

Mo Yiran: "

Mo Yiran hung up the phone, took the room card and walked opposite.

There was a slight sound in the room when he knocked at the door.

Mo Yiran's posture was straight. The door opened and a mouthful of smoke came out on her face. She frowned, did not turn her head, coughed a few times, the smoke dispersed, and there appeared binwei's arrogant and domineering face.

"Hello." low female voice, no mood, "you deliberately?"

Yan binwei took his strong sword eyebrow and sideways gave way to Mo Yiran.

Yan binwei hasn't taken a bath yet. She is still wearing a black shirt in the daytime.

The man leaned against the door frame, smoked a cigarette, looked like a smile with some desire to explore, swept up and down Mo Yiran's posture that had entered the house, and joked: "Yo, it's very fast. The bath has been washed, waiting for your luck?"

Mo Yiran looked back at the man with cold eyes: "Yan binwei, don't you think it's shameless for you to say this to me? How did you promise ah Yan that you were fooling around outside? Do you think she doesn't know? Do you dare to have bad thoughts about me?"

Yan binwei felt boring, shrugged, threw up the door, and snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray as he walked: "isn't it shameful for you to dress like this and run to your best friend's fiance's room at night?"

"You didn't tell me to come quickly!"

Mo Yiran looked at the man who shouted to catch the thief in shock.

Yan binwei glanced at her with a smile and went to the table to turn on the computer. Without looking back, he said, "don't tease you. Come here. The latest news I just got is very popular. I really can't help but want to share it with you."

Mo Yiran just bought it. He walked slowly over, put his hands around his chest, sat down, and didn't talk to Yan binwei politely. When he saw a plate of grapes on his table, he took it to eat.

While eating, he asked, "what's the news? Is it possible that sun Mushan was originally a woman? Is he a transgender?"

"No." Yan binwei ignored Mo Yiran's nervousness, knocked on the keyboard a few times, and then turned the computer to Mo Yiran's face, "he was a duck."

Mo Yiran leaned back on the chair and ate grapes. When he heard Yan binwei's words, he pulled his mouth. He was not interested in looking at the computer at all.

"Is that all?"

Mo Yiran felt bored. "Yan binwei, you, an experienced lover, should have seen this kind of thing for a long time. Why? Why are you shouting? Isn't it normal for male models to do this before they make their debut? If you don't understand, I can tell you that there are a bunch of fags in the male model circle. You can follow your sister and take you sightseeing another day."

Yan binwei frowned and said, "Mo Yiran, can you see for yourself?"

Mo Yiran glanced, sat up straight, glanced at the computer, looked at it for a while, and her eyebrows raised.

The hand unconsciously put down the grapes in the hand, extended his fingers to the keyboard and browsed the information bit by bit.

"It's really exciting..."

Sun Dushan is obviously an adopted son, but, more precisely, it is better to say that he is a child's adopted daughter-in-law.

But the child's daughter-in-law can't see the light.

Mo Yiran looked at her and frowned slightly. The light in her eyes showed that she couldn't bear it, but after a while, she recovered her calm again.

Mo Yiran pushes the computer back in front of Yan binwei and gently taps the desktop with his fingers.

Yan binwei turns off the computer and quietly looks at Mo Yiran.

The woman took off her makeup, and the color of her eyebrows was lighter. She looked less sharp and gentle.

There is a very shallow and small mole at the eyebrow bone, which is so shallow that it can hardly be seen.

If the light was not shining on her white face now and the distance was close, maybe Yan binwei might not be able to find a small mole at Mo Yiran's eyebrow bone in her life.

A small flaw.

Yan binwei thought.

I thought this woman was perfect in appearance, but I didn't expect that she still had such a small defect.

He couldn't help laughing at her, but he was worried that Mo Yiran would raise the table and hit him on the head.

No, Mo Yiran won't be so violent. Only white smoke is so violent.

Mo Yiran is more insidious. She will settle accounts after autumn.

Just when you forget to bully her, and then suddenly give you a critical blow.

Yan binwei always thought Mo Yiran was very funny.

Always inconsistent with words and deeds.

Indifference to the extreme, innocence to the extreme.

Sometimes self pity, sometimes cold and arrogant, sometimes flattering bastards, sometimes gentle and considerate.

A Yan told himself that Mo Yiran once raised a mini donkey. Later, the donkey ran away from home. Mo Yiran was sad for several days.

Because there is too much sense of picture, Yan binwei wants to laugh every time she thinks of it.

Yan binwei sometimes feels very strange.

When I first met this woman before, I thought she was very beautiful and could develop into a girlfriend. If I'm tired of playing, I'll divide it.

It turned out to be rejected.

After returning home, he met Baisheng cigarette.

In fact, he already knew that Bai Shengyan and Mo Yiran were best friends, but he never mentioned it.

He just wanted to see how the woman reacted.

As a result, she didn't seem to react very much.

Later, when he heard that she was going to marry Han Dao, he was going crazy with laughter.

Such a lonely and arrogant woman ended up marrying Han Dao.

Yan binwei always thought he liked Mo Yiran, but when he found that he had no feeling about Mo Yiran's marriage, he understood.

He doesn't like Mo Yiran. He just thinks this person is very interesting.

Just like the husky I used to raise.

"What are you looking at? You idiot!"

Mo Yiran stares sarcastically and says to binwei, "I'm gone."

The words fell and she got up.

Her face stiffened when she opened the door.