President spoils the dark wife

"Jing mowen, what are you crazy about? Let him go!"

Mo Yiran wants to grab back his mobile phone, but Jing mowen raises his hand so that Mo Yiran can't reach it. Angrily, Yi Ran almost jumps, "do you hear me!"

"I can let him go, but you have to come with me."

"OK, I'll go with you and let the man go."

Mo Yijing and Mo Wen didn't have the courage to give themselves anything, but Jason was in danger.

If Jing mowen decided that Jason had any ideas about himself, he would not easily forgive him, so he quickly agreed.

"Then let's go, honey."

Jing mowen opened the door for Yiran, smiling like a successful fox with cunning eyebrows.

"Ranran!"

Jason shouted in the back, while Mo Yiran had got into the car. Jing mowen followed him and sat next to him. Xiaoyan was sent into another car by Jing mowen.

The car left until the sound behind could no longer be heard.

"Did you go to Lyon to bring him?"

Jing mowen looked sideways at Mo Yiran, with a slight disdain for Jason in his eyes, and his tone was that he didn't pay attention to Jason at all.

"How did you know I went to Lyon? How did you know I came back today? How did you know my flight?"

She looked at Jing Mo Wen coldly, her eyes were deep.

"Why, didn't Gu Xiu tell you?" Jing mowen smiled softly, but his smile was mellow and overbearing.

She frowned and felt uneasy. "Tell me what?"

"Is there a florist opposite the florist you opened in Lyon? That's Gu Xiu. Recently, he gave it to me at a high price. I received the news on the first day you returned to Lyon."

Mo Yiran: "

She did open a florist in Lyon. About a few months ago, she opened a florist opposite her. She made it clear to rob business.

Yiran originally wanted to meet the owner of the store, but later found that the store had no business and was not as popular as her own, so she gave up the idea.

At that time, she was proud of Jason for a long time

For a moment, Mo Yiran suddenly felt that he was a fool.

After being watched for so long, I'm still proud

After the car stopped, Mo Yi got off the car and stared at Jing Mo Wen with his hands around his chest. His tone was not good. "What do you want? I can tell you, if you dare to touch me, I'll lift your sky cover."

Jing Mo gets off without changing his face. The driver who is going to stop pulls his mouth. What kind of woman do you like, sir?

"Yes, in the past, when you loved me, the bottle cap couldn't be unscrewed. Now you have the ability to lift my spirit cap. It seems that you really don't love me."

Jing mowen looked up at the sky at a 45 degree angle and hesitated.

After feeling, he came and hugged Yiran and walked into the house, "it's nothing. I just miss you very much. Stay with me for a few days and let me see you more."

"Find your little lover."

Yi Ran pushes Jing Mo Wen away, turns around and leaves.

Jing mowen took two steps backward, stretched out his hand and stopped the woman, "how can you believe it?"

"I don't care. I'm going home."

"This is your home."

"Get out!"

"I don't know."

“……”

Night——

Yiran just came out of the bath and was wiping her wet hair. When she raised her eyes, she saw a man in a bathrobe lying on her bed. In an instant, her face was bad.

"How did you get in!"

Yiran still stayed in the previous room, but she locked the door.

Jing mowen didn't answer her. He just lay on his side, smiled and patted the bed. "What do you care so much about the beautiful scenery on a good day?"

"You get out!"

Yiran pointed to the door and looked a little cold.

"Jing mowen, you are becoming more and more rogue now. Do you have to make you osteoporosis to keep your memory!"

"If I have osteoporosis, you will have to be widowed."

Jing mowen said calmly.

With Ranqi's hands on his hips, he came to Jing mowen and angrily said, "what do I keep? Who are you?"

"I'm the father of the child and you're the mother of the child. What do you say about our relationship?"

"I said, pudding is not my daughter, and Xiaoyan is not your son!"

Jing Mo Wen looked pale, "Oh."

Mo Yiran: "

Oh, you big head!

Mo Yiran couldn't stand Jing mowen's hook appearance and pulled the man's hand with the intention of pulling him up.

But men are like jacks. It's useless to drag Mo Yiran. He doesn't move. It seems to be stuck by glue.

"You won't go, will you? OK, I'll go!"

Mo Yiran angrily shook off Jing mowen's hand and turned to the door.

"It's dangerous for you to go out in this way."

Jing mowen didn't catch up.

Don't dye your head and answer impatiently, "it's safer than you!"

Mo Yiran will not be silly. Now she runs out at this time. She's in the wilderness. Isn't she crazy to go out in this way?

What's more, Xiaoyan is in his hand.

Jing mowen just knew she couldn't run, so he didn't catch up.

Go downstairs and go to the kitchen.

I looked in the fridge for a while. There was no particularly convenient food.

Finally, Yiran took out a box of quick-frozen dumplings.

She put the dumplings into the pot. When Yiran watched the white and fat dumplings gradually rise to the water and begin to smell, her stomach called "Gulu Gulu".

I didn't eat anything today. I'm really hungry.

Dye mixed the sauce and fished out the dumplings.

Just as he was about to eat the first one, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Jing mowen coming.

The man was tall, with half of his slender legs exposed outside, and walked slowly towards Yiran.

Walking hormones.

Yiran can only say so.

"Is it delicious?"

Jing mowen sat next to Yiran and was not polite. He directly opened his mouth and bit off the dumpling held by Yiran with chopsticks.

The man's handsome face was close at hand. He was surprised and uncomfortable. He leaned back slightly and coughed twice, "aren't you full?"

Jing mowen shook his head and looked lazy. "The food that came to his mouth just now ran away. How can I be full?"

His voice was a little heavy with a playful smile.

To dye the corners of the eyes.

She felt that she could guess what kind of scene it was now in Jing mowen's eyes.

His "delicacies" are eating his supper.

She and dumplings are his delicacies.

Yiran wants to leave with dumplings, but he is pulled by a man.

"Don't go."

His hands are hot.

To dye a Leng, "you, what's the matter with you?"

As soon as the voice fell, the man who was just fine had "bang" and fell on the table, panting heavily.

"Hello! Jingmo Wen! What's the matter with Jingmo Wen?"

Yiran was startled and hurriedly bent over.

Touched the man's forehead, it was surprisingly hot.

"You have a fever! Why don't you tell me what you're holding up!"

Yiran is mad at Jing mowen.

Casually stuffed two dumplings into his mouth and swallowed them. Then he picked up Jing mowen again and walked upstairs.

"It's really bad luck for eight lives!"

Yiran looks at the man thrown on the bed and bites his lower lip.

Well, I really can't go this time.

In case Jing mowen is stupid and the Jing family knows that she didn't save her life, she will die