President spoils the dark wife

Jing mowen and Mo Yi got into the car. Before they left, they reminded the guard at the door and asked him to go over and talk to the old lady later. They said they had something else to do and left first.

"What would you like to eat later?"

Jing mowen asked Mo Yiran.

Mo Yiran thought, "Western food."

The man smiled, "I thought you would say you wanted to eat my own meal."

"Take a break. Last time I asked you to fry an egg, half of your life was burnt. This is really not what ordinary people can do."

Mo Yiran sighed.

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"Mo Yiran, do you know how good the man you married is? How many people can't eat the food I cook. How dare you dislike me every day? The courage fattens you!"

Mo Yiran casually buttoned his nails. "Did I beg you to marry me on my knees? I didn't know who was chasing after my mother. Jing mowen, do you know how good you married this woman? I'm lucky to see you!"

The two men fought for a while, and then went shopping with their little hands.

No matter who likes who, anyway, two people get married and are golden girls in the eyes of outsiders.

In fact, Mo Yiran is not interested in shopping now.

She used to go shopping to buy clothes and cosmetics, but now she has a stomach. It's hard to buy clothes and cosmetics. In fact, she's quite oppressed.

Mo Yiran hasn't put on makeup for a long time. Today is Tanabata. In the afternoon, she visited Mrs. Jing and went out with light makeup.

Although it is light makeup, not as amazing as heavy makeup, it is also gentle for years.

Mo Yiran accompanied Jing mowen to the men's layer to pick clothes.

The clothes before Jing mowen were bought by HuaQuan Qingqing. He didn't have much requirements for clothes himself, and he believed in their eyes.

HuaQuan and Qingqing pursue safety in handling affairs. Generally, when they buy clothes for Jing mowen, they come as expensive as they are.

First, it's not their money. Second, Jing mowen doesn't lack it.

They really remember the luxury houses that Jing mowen used to live in, but they always throw them away. How can they love these clothes money?

"Try."

Mo Yiran picked out some shirts and gave them to Jing mowen.

Jing mowen looked at a pile of clothes in his arms and had a headache.

"Ranran, I'm not really short of clothes..."

Mo Yiran was still turning. He didn't pay attention to what Jing mowen had just said. He turned and looked at him, "what did you just say? I've been walking with a stomach for a long time. I'm very tired."

The implication is that Jing mowen hurried in to try, and then she can sit for a while.

Jing mowen swept his eyes and noticed Mo Yiran's slightly frowned eyebrows. He knew that Mo Yiran was the precursor of Mo Yiran's anger. As soon as his face changed, the corners of his lips on both sides stiff up, threw his clothes into the arms of the shopping guide, and slightly bent down to help Mo Yiran to the sofa: "I said, Ranran, you're so sweet. It's really hard to help me choose clothes. You're tired. Sit down for a while. Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink water? Or should I ask someone to buy some fruit?"

One side of the shopping guide pulled out of the corner of his eye and 10000 grass mud horses ran through his heart.

How can she remember that Jing Mo Wen reported on the TV news in the past was serious, arrogant and arrogant? At the beginning, she fought with Yan Shi for a tourism project on the island. Now

After coming out of the shopping mall, Jing mowen and Mo Yiran went to the reserved restaurant for dinner.

On the way, Mo Yiran saw Jing mowen's mobile phone ring several times, but every time the man looked at it, frowned slightly, and refused.

Mo Yiran didn't ask anything.

After arriving at the restaurant, they sat down. Just after ordering, Jing mowen's phone rang again.

"Take it. If it's not an important thing you have to do, HuaQuan won't bother you again and again at this time."

Mo Yiran smiled.

"Sorry, Ranran." Jing mowen is glad that Mo Yiran is considerate of himself.

His face grew heavier and heavier after he answered the phone.

But after hanging up the phone, the man talked to Mo Yiran as if nothing had happened.

Mo Yiran smiled.

After a while, Mo Yiran looked at the man who was distracted again, and his eyes were dark.

"Ink."

She took the man's hand, held it gently and stared at him affectionately: "if it's urgent, go quickly. It doesn't matter here."

Jing mowen was stunned. Instead, he held the woman's soft hand and said, "Ranran, nothing is more important than you."

At this time, their restaurant is the highest in the city. The top floor is open-air. You can see the twinkling stars on summer night as soon as you look up.

The night wind blew slowly, Mo Yiran's hair was blown to her eyes, covering her eyes, making her eyes more and more blurred under the lamp halo.

"Just have this heart. I don't want you to delay things because of me."

Don't smile with dye.

Jing mowen thought for a moment and raised his eyes: "I'll take you home first."

"No, the scenery here is good. I want to eat here before I leave. Go back to the company quickly. Don't let them wait."

"Ranran, I'm sorry."

The man's deep eyes revealed deep helplessness. His handsome face had no expression, like a stagnant water and no vitality.

"Don't tell me you're sorry. You're not sorry for me."

Jing mowen left.

In such a hurry, he even forgot to take away the watch he took off and put on the table.

Jing mowen lost his original watch to Huo Sha. Mo Yiran picked another one for him when he was shopping just now.

Mo Yiran reached for the watch on the table. It was heavy in his hand and worthy of its price of more than 600000 yuan.

Put the watch in his bag. Mo Yiran just picked up the water cup on the table, but he saw a familiar figure coming in at the entrance of the restaurant.

The woman has a graceful figure, wearing a sexy big red tight skirt, a black loose suit coat, and a necklace around her neck inlaid with expensive diamonds.

She was still beautiful, her hair seemed to grow longer, her long curly hair was all gathered on the left, and the eardrop on her right ear was very long, hanging down to her shoulder.

She has a bright smile and seems to be in a very happy mood.

A Yan

Bai Shengyan also saw Mo Yiran and smiled slightly. Then he continued to talk and smile with the people around him as if he didn't see anything.

Today is Tanabata.

However, the person beside Bai Shengyan is not Yan binwei, but a very young boy.

He was tall and thin in the 19th and 20th. He wore the simplest basic white shirt and permed his hair with a popular micro curl.

He is taller than ah Yan in high heels. He takes good care of her. He looks at ah Yan with worship, admiration and a little timidity and fear.

This kind of look can't be more familiar.

Most of the boys around ah Yan looked like this.

Two people walked past Mo Yiran as if nothing had happened, leaving a gust of fragrance.

That's all.

Mo Yiran smiled bitterly. His clenched hand trembled slightly and squeezed it tightly until it became numb.