President spoils the dark wife

Cui biejun walked past seven, looked at the happy Yan binwei who drank the bird's nest and frowned, "you bird's nest..."

"It was sent by Mo Yiran next door just now. I have a can. It's very good to drink."

"Mo Yiran sent it?"

Cui biejun held back his smile. "Aren't you afraid that she was sent by Bai Shengyan to poison you?"

Yan binwei drank the bird's nest and turned white.

Cui biejun went to the box to get the bird's nest and looked at the box as if thinking.

After a while, he suddenly picked up the box and poured out all the things in the box.

"What are you doing?"

Yan binwei wondered.

Cui biejun didn't answer, but reached into the box and took out a letter.

Yan binwei's eyes were straight, and his hand holding the bird's nest trembled slightly.

Is it hard to come true?

However, Cui biejun smiled when he saw the letter.

"Yan binwei, don't eat it. The bird's nest is overdue."

Yan binwei frowned, "how do you know?"

Cui biejun handed the envelope to Yan binwei. "I watched Li Jisai go in this letter with my own eyes. At that time, she gave the bird's nest to Qi He. She was ready to make a mischief. It was estimated that Qi he didn't eat it. Later, it was given to others as a gift. Finally, after several twists and turns, the bird's nest came to you."

Cui biejun shook his head and looked at Yan binwei with a smile. "However, the bird's nest has been placed in my room before. You haven't seen it when you came before?"

Yan binwei's face turned green. "No wonder I look familiar with the package. It's yours."

The man put the bird's nest half drunk on the table, stroked his sleeve and looked cold. "I'm going to kill Mo Yiran!"

Seeing this, Cui biejun hurriedly stopped him, "well, Mo Yiran certainly doesn't know. He didn't want to give it to you."

Yan binwei snorted coldly and stopped.

"By the way, this evening is father Jing's birthday. Will you go?"

Cui biejun kept his smile unchanged and shook his head. "I have something else to do, so I won't join the fun."

"Then I won't go either. I'm angry when I see Mo Yiran's face. Go for a drink in the evening?"

"I heard that President Bai will also be present..."

"We'll drink it next time."

Yan binwei's face remained unchanged, and Cui biejun smiled politely.

As the sun rose, the sun became hot. A woman skillfully climbed over the wall and jumped into the courtyard wall of the house next door.

This point Jing mowen should have gone to the company.

Mo Yiran looked at the open and silent villa with a slight narrowing of his eyebrows.

Yiran looked at the password lock on the door, thought a little, and entered eight eights.

It's on.

Mo Yiran: "

At first she wondered if Yan binwei lied to her, but now it seems that Jing mowen can't be wrong.

Because only Jing mowen will set such a retarded idiot password.

Mo Yiran swaggered into the house and looked around the room. It was really the decoration style of Jing mowen.

There is a small glass vase on the table. In the vase is a fresh rose with morning dew. It should be picked in the morning.

Before, Yiran could smell the fragrance of flowers every time she went in and out of the door.

It's all floating from the next door.

Although Baisheng tobacco also planted flowers in the yard, it didn't bloom very well because it wasn't taken care of well.

But the scenery ink is different here. It's in full swing.

One evening last week, at dusk and sunset, Yiran secretly took some photos with the neighbor's rose.

Maybe Jing mowen saw all of them

Yiran went into the kitchen again, opened the refrigerator, looked for a long time, and took out toast, eggs, bacon, lettuce and milk.

Slowly fried the eggs and heated the milk.

At the same time, Jing mowen, who had just arrived downstairs, stopped the car and took out his mobile phone.

He turned on his cell phone, looked at the picture in the monitoring and narrowed his eyes.

"Hello? Qingqing, the meeting this morning has been cancelled."

After Jing mowen finished, he hung up the phone and then drove back.

What a lawless woman.

Who told her to move next door?

With Mo Yiran's brain, the longest joke is that she doesn't know the true face of Lushan. She can't detect the clues or dangers around her anyway.

Therefore, Mo Yiran himself found that he moved next door, which is almost impossible.

Two days ago, I saw Yan binwei haunting nearby. When she came out in the morning, Mo Yiran seemed to have moved into the house on her right.

Jing Mo Wen's cold sharp eyes are slightly restrained.

Yan binwei

After eating and drinking enough, Yiran threw the cup and bowl into the pool, soaked it, washed his hands, and then continued to visit Jing mowen's villa.

On the second floor, Yiran pushed open a door and found it was a study.

Yiran picked up a book on the shelf and stared at a string of English on the book cover, "move next door to me?"

The voice fell, and the book fell to the ground. "Oh, my hand slipped."

He picked up a heavy Russian novel, "don't you tell me yet?"

Then the book fell into the dustbin, "Oh, it fell again."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on the woman's face.

"I let you play with me!"

As he spoke, he kicked over the clothes rack without guilt. There was a suit coat of Jing mowen hanging on the clothes rack.

Yiran stepped on her head and walked outside the door. She looked arrogant as she walked, "it seems that she stepped on something, alas?"

……

Jing mowen came home and looked at the woman who had found her bedroom in the mobile phone picture and began to make trouble for him. For a while, she removed the pillow and threw the feathers all over the sky. For a while, she waved her hand and waved the alarm clock on the table to the ground. Her face was a little dignified.

Angry and funny.

After Mo Yiran gave birth to the baby, is there some disease in the brain?

"I'm used to hiding a bottle of boredom in my bag! Send away the white clouds and black dogs in the world! Design a sleeping future!"

……

"I ride a white horse to go through three passes! I change my plain clothes to go back to the Central Plains!"

……

Yiran is holding a bottle of corona just taken from Jing mowen's table, drinking and singing.

Jing mowen heard Mo Yiran's selfless song downstairs. Looking at the mobile phone screen again, his face became darker.

I saw the woman jumping around on the bed, her feet were unstable, shook, and half a bottle of corona was scattered on the bed, leaving a pool of wine stains.

"La La de Marcia ~"

Seeing that the trouble was almost done, Yiran jumped out of bed, hummed and staggered to the bathroom and cleaned his hands stained with wine.

He left the bathroom and hummed leisurely to open the bedroom door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the man's iron face and screamed.

"What are you doing?"

The man looked at Mo Yiran coldly.

Mo Yiran sees that Jing mowen's face is not very good. He looks at the messy room and smokes the corners of his eyes.

It seems a little too much

So he turned and ran to the balcony.

There are also many balconies she has turned over from small to large. Such a height is like fun.

However, the man seemed to have known that she would run to the balcony. After a few steps, he caught up with the woman's back collar and pressed it on the next bed.

It happened that Yiran was lying in the place where she had sprinkled wine just now. Her back was cool, but her heart was colder.

"Mo Yiran, I think I'm too polite to you!"

Words fall, already pinched the woman's chin, overbearing kiss up.