President spoils the dark wife

Cui Liji was dragged home by Cui Jie and Cui Ao.

Qi he didn't know when he had left quietly.

Jingmo really drove away with Chen Yu and didn't know what to do.

And Jing Mo Wen, seeing that Jing Mo was really ready to go out with Chen Yu, didn't respond. He glanced at him lightly and threw him coldly: "come back alive."

There was still a little restless music in the room. Jing Mo really nodded, shook his head and floated out.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yiran doesn't understand why he is such a brother.

Is he half mother like himself and Mo Yutong?

But why only Jing Mo Wen unilaterally hates Jing Mo Zhen?

Jingmo really looks, even likes Jingmo very much, and always shows a flattering attitude.

"Come on, I'll take you back."

Jing mowen helps Yiran take the bag, Yiran nods and follows up.

The rainy weather is very good. The night sky is clear, and the misty clouds surround the cold full moon. The forest is as cold as white jade.

Along the way, neither of them spoke.

Holding his head with his dyeing hand, he looked through the heavy steel and cement to the cold moon looming in the blue night sky, silent.

It's very late. Yiran looks at her cell phone. It's one o'clock in the morning.

There are few pedestrians in the street.

Every year when there is a festival that needs reunion, there will be a migration in this prosperous city.

As silent and mysterious as being attacked by zombies.

Yiran was distracted, but the car that had been driving smoothly suddenly stopped.

Yiran was unprepared and leaned forward fiercely. Fortunately, I have a seat belt, otherwise I'm afraid I'll bleed if I dye my nose.

"What happened?"

Yiran knows that Jing mowen will not stop suddenly for no reason, let alone play a childish prank.

Therefore, with ranyu and the temperature, he looked at Jing Mo Wen's eyes with a trace of worry.

Jing mowen didn't speak and frowned. For a moment, he turned his head and bumped into Yiran's line of sight.

"Did you hit something just now? Did you hear... A scream?"

"Really?" Yiran frowned and turned back to open the door and get off.

"Wait!"

Jing mowen fiercely took Mo Yiran's hand. His eyebrows still didn't stretch. "Sit still and I'll go down and have a look."

After that, Jing mowen has loosened his seat belt and got out of the car.

Yiran watched Jing mowen get off the bus. Then he saw a sudden change in his face. He bent down and crouched down, picked up a dark thing from the ground, and then got on the bus.

"Ranran, change the position. You drive and I'll tell you the direction."

Yiran sees Jing mowen holding the bloody black cat in his hand. He is surprised and quickly changes his position with Jing mowen.

I'm afraid the unlucky cat will die a second later.

While guiding the way, Jing mowen took out his mobile phone with his hand stained with cat blood and skillfully pressed a string of numbers.

"Hello? Don't sleep. Get up. I hit a cat. It's very serious. I'll go there now. You should get ready quickly."

Then he hung up.

In fact, it's very good to dye the car. It's just that I'm busy on weekdays, so I drive slowly.

Today is an accident, so the speed can be called the fastest in a year.

After dye arrived at his destination, he found that they were not going to the veterinary station, but a pet shop.

Although she was confused, Yiran also knew that it was better not to waste time asking more questions at this time.

And she believes Jing mowen, he won't mess around.

The pet shop is brightly lit. Jing mowen holds the cat in his hand and kicks the door open.

"Take it easy!"

There was a clear male voice in the room, with a faint sadness: "President Jing manages everything every day, but he hasn't contacted me for many years."

Soon, a boy in a white coat appeared from the dark.

It looks like twenty-three or four, with beautiful faces, red lips and white teeth... Um... White skin and beautiful appearance.

The original careless eyes swept Mo Yiran, and the tip of his eyebrows raised. Then he saw the dying cat in Jing mowen's hand, and the color of his eyes changed suddenly.

"So serious? Come with me!"

The words fell, and he turned and opened a door.

Without saying a word, Jing mowen followed him with the cat in his arms.

Yiran followed, there was no unnecessary nonsense.

After entering the door, Yiran found that half of the pet shop was a pet hospital.

It's like a black-and-white gossip chart.

"It's enough to have me here. You stay outside first. If you want to go, stay at will. In short, don't disturb me!"

With a serious face, the little brother in a white coat pushed Jingmo Wenyi ran aside from him.

"Ranran, you are frightened. I'll take you back first."

Seeing that Jing mowen didn't look right, Yiran shook his head and took him to the sink to wash the blood from his hands. He said, "I'm fine. Anyway, I don't have to go to school tomorrow. I'll stay with you for a while."

Jing mowen did not insist and nodded.

The two men sat on the bench, quietly, and no one spoke.

What happened today is indeed a little more, and all unexpected.

"It'll be all right."

Seeing that Jing Mo Wen's hands were crossed and placed on his knees with his eyebrows locked, ran stretched out his hand to hold Jing Mo Wen's hand, patted it gently and comforted in a soft voice.

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour, maybe two hours. Who knows? No one is in the mood to see the time.

Mo Yiran's heart suddenly tightened when his white coat came out with an iron blue face.

"Mr. Jing..."

The white coat looked mournful and patted Jing mowen on the shoulder.

"Didn't you save it?"

Jing mowen frowned and asked.

"I've been saved. I can recover after a period of support."

The white coat instantly changed his face and laughed.

Mo Yiran: "

Jing mowen: "

"Well, well, I haven't introduced it for such a long time. President Jing, who is this beautiful sister?"

"Mo Yiran, just call me Yiran."

Ranran is worried about Jing mowen's blind introduction and quickly answers first. He smiled, stretched out his hand and shook hands with the white coat.

"It's the legendary sister mo. Hello, my name is Qiao Yuanli. I'm 23 years old." the white coat smiled meaningfully at Jing mowen, and then turned his head to Yiran with white teeth: "I've heard a lot about sister mo. sister Mo's eyes are beautiful, as smart as cats, as bright as meteors and as clear as streams..."

"OK, if you don't let go, I can't guarantee whether your hand will still be as flexible as it is now."

Jing mowen stared coldly at his white coat.

The white coat was threatened and had to let go unhappily.

"By the way, it's dawn. You shouldn't have slept all night? If you don't dislike the shabby house, go upstairs to wash and sleep for a while? It's still a holiday. It shouldn't matter."

"No, since your humble house is simple and crude, we still have high-rise mansions, we won't bother you."

Jing Mo's words fell and led Yiran away.

Qiao Yuanli: "

Evil capitalism!

Money is great!

I don't know who came here in a hurry yesterday!