President spoils the dark wife

After Han Dao and Yuan Nuo left, Mo Yiran stood where he was, and Bai Shengyan didn't move. Mo Yiran finally couldn't help it. She leaned over and looked at the bright and moving Bai Shengyan and smiled: "ah Yan, haven't seen you for a long time."

Bai Shengyan is taller than Mo Yiran, and she is also wearing high heels. At this time, Mo Yiran was pregnant and wore a pair of flat shoes.

The height difference between the two is obvious.

Bai Shengyan looked at Mo Yiran with a faint face and didn't speak.

Seeing this, the boy next to her came forward and gently said to Bai Shengyan, "smoke, don't blow the cold wind here. Let's go to dinner?"

"I have something else to do. Go first."

Baisheng said coldly.

The white shirt boy saw that Bai Shengyan had lost his smile. He probably had long been used to Bai Shengyan's moodiness, so he didn't have much reaction, but there was more loneliness between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Then I'll go first. I won't disturb you."

Bai Shengyan said "well". Although he was talking to the white shirt boy, his eyes remained on Mo Yiran.

"Why, where's Jing Mo Wen?"

This is the first thing Bai Shengyan said to Mo Yiran.

No expression.

Mo Yiran's eyes drooped and his tone was quiet and soft: "his company has something to do. I'll let him go first."

Baisheng's smoke was neither light nor heavy, and it came out of his nostrils.

"Smoke."

The white shirt boy went back and forth. He walked in front of them. First, he showed an apologetic smile at Mo Yiran, and then put his suit coat on Bai Shengyan's shoulder. "It's cold at night, you wear less. You have to go to work tomorrow, don't get sick."

The white shirt boy's voice was very gentle, his eyes were as clear as a stream, and his white cheeks were slightly red.

Mo Yiran looked at the boy and thought, sure enough, the most lovely boy in the world is a pure little boy.

No wonder Bai Shengyan likes it.

Bai Shengyan couldn't help looking at the white shirt boy. She looked at the back of the boy who left his clothes and turned away with a smile. Suddenly she said, "wait for me in the car. I'll go down in a minute."

The white shirt boy suddenly turned around and smiled: "OK, smoke, I'll wait for you!"

After that, he didn't give Bai Shengyan a chance to speak, but ran away directly, as if he was afraid of Bai Shengyan's regret.

Mo Yiran looked at the boy's back and sighed, poor boy.

Is it hard not to think that such a little trick can keep Bai Shengyan's heart?

How many such boys used to go one after another, and the means made them much more fierce than this. In the end, they all left in despair?

"Sigh what? I'll give it to you if I like it."

Bai Shengyan said coldly as he took off his suit and coat, which spread out in the air with a sound of "wow", and the coat was put on Mo Yiran's shoulder.

Mo Yiran felt the warmth suddenly swept over, and the corners of her lips burst into a flower like smile, which was unreservedly exposed under the eyes of the woman in front of her.

She rushed into Bai Shengyan's arms, buried her small face in Bai Shengyan's chest, and held the woman's back tightly.

"Ah Yan, I thought you would never talk to me again!"

Bai Shengyan pushed Mo Yiran away, "don't hold me!"

"I don't!"

Mo Yiran ignored it and stuck it again. Bai Shengyan pushed again, but this time Mo Yiran was on guard. Bai Shengyan pushed it several times and couldn't open it. He shook his head helplessly. With one hand on his waist and the other hand on his head, he looked helpless: "OK, OK, can you sit down and eat first? I'm hungry!"

"Hee hee, then you can't go back with your little lover easily."

Mo Yiran is coquettish with Baisheng smoke in her arms. Her white face is slightly raised, a pair of beautiful fox eyes are slightly narrowed, and the corners of her lips are slightly hooked.

"OK, I'm sure I'll go when you're full."

Bai Shengyan sighed, touched Mo Yiran's soft hair, and sighed the change of Mo Yiran in his heart.

It used to be so cold. What's going on now?

After the two sat down, Mo Yiran ordered a pile of dishes, many of which were popular with Baisheng cigarettes.

"Ah Yan, we haven't seen each other for a long time..."

Mo Yiran pouted a little wronged, frowned slightly, and looked bitterly at the white smoke with two crossed legs opposite.

Bai Shengyan drank water and lipstick was printed on the mouth of the glass. It was tempting to commit a crime.

"Aren't you not contacting me?"

Mo Yiran was even more aggrieved when she heard this. She lowered her eyes and muttered: "although it wasn't my fault, how terrible you were that day. You still wanted to hit me. If you don't contact me, how dare I contact you..."

Bai Shengyan picked a long and narrow eye tail. His long curled eyelashes were like two small fans. He blinked gently, and a warm smile overflowed in his eyes.

However, the tone was still cold, with innate strength: "Mo Yiran, is your brain a decoration now? Don't you think, will I beat you for a dog man?"

"What if? I think you're very affectionate. You fight so many times and still love. It's said that women in love are mentally retarded. How do I know if you will suddenly get sick? Although Yan binwei is not a good thing, he is really handsome. It's normal for you to suspect that I was hooked..."

Bai Shengyan was dizzy and frowned when Mo Yiran said so many words. For a moment, he didn't know how to reply.

After a while, she said impatiently, "you can argue. But what's the matter with Jing mowen now? What's it like to take you out on the Tanabata Festival and leave you here alone? Besides, you're still pregnant!"

"Isn't he busy..."

Speaking of this, Mo Yiran was a little depressed.

"Hum, work can never be finished. Busy is an excuse. Do you understand? Stupid woman!"

Mo Yiran "hum" and said, "what about the little boy around you just now? Is it your little lover? No wonder binwei always said he could herd sheep on his head!"

"He farts! I just brought it out to accompany me to the cocktail party and help me. I've never had a real gun. If you want to say Qingqing grassland, it's on my head!"

"I don't believe it."

Mo Yiran skimmed his head.

Bai Shengyan: "

"Wait, no..."

Mo Yiran smelled the speech, turned his head and looked at Bai Shengyan suspiciously: "what's wrong?"

"You just said... Women in love are mentally retarded, and you said... Yan binwei is not a good thing..."

Bai Shengyan thought about this sentence thoughtfully, then slapped the table fiercely and angrily: "good you, Mo Yiran, now swearing is more and more technical! Scolding me for being mentally retarded, and then on the surface scolding Yan binwei is not a good thing, but actually pointing out that mulberry and locust are blind to Yan binwei?"

Mo Yiran got up, ran to the waiter and said, "Hello, how long will our food be ready?"

After that, he turned back to Baisheng flue: "ah Yan, I'll go to the bathroom!"

"Mo Yiran, come back!"

Mo Yiran left in a hurry, ignoring the white smoke in his anger.