President spoils the dark wife

After dinner, Cui Liji was sent back to Cui's house.

Mo Yiran left Cui's house, put his luggage home and went to Jing mowen's company to find Jing mowen.

After arriving at the company, he was told that Jing mowen was not in the company now.

Qingqing and HuaQuan are not here either. They say they went out with Jing mowen.

Mo Yiran wanted to call him, but he was afraid to disturb his work. He waited in Jing mowen's office.

As soon as I waited, it was dark.

When Mo Yiran was sleepy, Jing mowen came back.

"Ranran? Why are you here?"

Jing mowen was surprised to see Mo Yiran lying on the sofa in his office. "If you are sleepy, go to bed inside. How can you fall asleep on the sofa? On the one hand, what if you catch a cold?"

The man strode to the sofa.

Mo Yiran was also awakened by Jing mowen. Before Jing mowen came, he had sat up vaguely.

"I have something to tell you."

Mo Yiran has no superfluous nonsense and comes straight to the point.

"What can I say later, Ranran? Didn't I say I brought you a gift last time? I forgot to give it to you last time, you wait!"

Jing mowen smiled and touched his dyed hair. Then he went to his desk, opened the drawer and took out a small square box.

He went to the sofa, sat on the edge of Yiran, shook the box in front of the woman, like a child who offered treasures to his parents, and smiled: "Ranran, guess what's inside?"

Mo Yiran is still thinking about how to tell Jing mowen about Britain. He doesn't want to play these games.

She frowned slightly and said something casually: "jewelry?"

After all, this box is thin and long. It is usually used to hold necklaces and bracelets.

What's more, Mo Wen has the habit of giving her all kinds of jewelry.

So this time, Mo Yiran almost didn't want to think about it, so she said it by virtue of her understanding of Jing Mo Wen.

This time, however, she guessed wrong.

"No."

Jing mowen's smile became more and more mysterious.

"Ranran, you guess wrong sometimes."

The man smiled and said, "you will like it."

With the man's action, under the wrapping paper is a very exquisite classical wooden box. The texture on it tells Mo Yiran that the wood used to make this box has been for some years.

This box alone is valuable!

Then it can't be just pure jewelry.

Because if it's jewelry, you will never pack a box more valuable than jewelry.

Because in that case, isn't it putting the cart before the horse?

Now, Mo Yiran is really curious about what's inside.

Jing mowen opened the box.

A thin and long silver thing appeared in front of Mo Yiran.

About an inch long.

"What is this?"

Mo Yiran was very curious and took it out of the wooden box.

Seeing Mo Yiran's novel look, Jing mowen couldn't help smiling.

Jing mowen didn't answer her.

Mo Yiran started to beat the drum himself.

An inch long object is heavy, like silver, with detailed patterns engraved in the middle.

After a closer look, I found that it was carved with dragons, auspicious cloud patterns and birds.

Very delicate.

The most exquisite thing is that the eyes of the dragon and birds are inlaid with diamonds.

"So... What is it?"

After a long time, Yiran didn't realize what the thick pole was.

"If it's a pen, it has no head. Besides, how can there be such a short pen?"

Mo Yiran couldn't study it. He turned to Jing mowen for help.

Jingmo Wenchao Mo Yiran got closer and reached for the silver object in Mo Yiran's hand, but he didn't take it away. Instead, he said, "Ranran, this is the judge's pen."

Mo Yiran glanced slightly and wondered, "judge's pen?"

The man nodded.

The man close at hand breathed steadily. They were almost face to face, and their dyed ears were slightly hot.

She quickly turned her head and said, "I've seen the judge's pen. Isn't it a concealed weapon? It's a little different from this, and the two ends are very round. Except that the diamonds are a little sharp, I really don't see how this gadget can hurt people."

The man smiled and gently pressed the diamond on the dragon's eye with his fingertip.

"Shua", a sharp blade bounced out of the nib.

"Ranran, although the blade is small, it is covered with barbs and has great lethality."

When Jing mowen said this, his expression and tone changed.

He became very serious.

"Ranran, the diamonds on it make the finishing touch. They look very exquisite and beautiful, but beautiful things are often poisonous. Each diamond on it is a mechanism, which will turn this seemingly ordinary ornament into a sharp weapon to hurt people in an instant!"

"Why did you give me this?"

Mo Yiran asked with a frown, although she liked it in her heart.

"This was originally just for viewing, but I asked people to open the front of all the knives inside, and made some changes."

Jing mowen said it himself, and then said: "Ranran, my liking for you may attract hatred, or Mrs. Jing's identity may become a killer for others. I can't always be around you, and if you are unarmed, you may have a chance to win against ordinary kidnappers, but if the other party has weapons or the other party is an acquaintance, what should you do if you attack you when you are unprepared?"

Jing mowen pulled the woman's face and looked at her seriously, as if he hadn't seen enough all his life.

"Several times before, you were in danger, but I was not with you, or even if I was with you, I might not be able to help you in time."

"Ranran, don't rely too much on me while I rely on you. You should know that only yourself is the most reliable."

The man's eyebrows frowned slightly. Mo Yiran looked at the man and stretched out his hand.

The fingertips with temperature gently smoothed the man's eyebrows, delicate and gentle.

"But didn't you always want to control me before?"

Mo Yiran suddenly said it.

In fact, she has long been aware of the previous events, especially the car accident.

Jing mowen tried to suppress her power and wealth by going downhill with the donkey.

And cold.

But she never said it, as if she didn't know.

As if nothing had happened, he played the most perfect couple with Jing mowen.

Jing mowen was stunned when he heard the speech.

There was a rare panic in the dark eyes that had always been elusive.

But it was only a moment.

"Ranran, no matter what, I won't hurt you. No matter what I do, I take protecting you as my principle."

The man gazed at the woman affectionately.

Mo Yiran looked at him for a long time and smiled.

"I know."

She leaned against the man's arms with a faint smile on her lips.

If I didn't know you wouldn't hurt me, how could I let someone calculate?

Jing mowen, I believe you, so I gave you a weakness.

You can jump up and bite me like a long dormant Cobra at any time, but you won't.