President spoils the dark wife

The woman walked in the street with her eyebrows locked. Passers-by looked back at the strange woman from time to time, but there was no next.

As the saying goes, it's none of their business. How do they know if this woman will be a porcelain bumper?

However, just as Yiran was waiting on the roadside to call a car to leave, a black Maybach suddenly stopped in front of her.

She frowned and felt that the car was in the way. Just as she turned to leave, Maybach's door had been opened.

The tall figure of the man stopped Mo Yiran. The strong masculinity forced her to raise her head and take a breath.

Is that him?

Jing mowen looked very angry and grabbed Yiran's wrist.

"Oh, woman, short legs run very fast. I really underestimated you last night. Do you know that all the people in the world who dare to use my Jing Mo Wen to write articles have disappeared!"

"What do you mean?" Mo Yiran's wrist hurt when he was caught. He frowned deeply and looked up at the man in front of him.

There was a clear smell of tobacco on his body. Mo Yiran's vertigo was relieved slightly because he stopped.

"Sir, it was I who begged you to save me last night, but I didn't expect to go out of the wolf's nest and into the tiger's den. I'm too big to care with you. Please get out of the way. I have something else to do."

Mo Yiran's abdomen hurts. She is more upset when she is in a bad mood, so her voice is less docile and very bad.

"Still loading?"

Jing mowen disdained to raise his sword eyebrow. "Didn't you cry and shout to repay me yesterday? Well, I'll give you a chance to atone."

He raised his hand and immediately ran down a group of serious black bodyguards from several luxury cars behind Maybach.

Under Jing mowen's gesture, she stood on both sides of Mo Yiran, leaving her no way out.

Passers-by, who were excited because of the sudden appearance of handsome men in luxury cars on the street, were flustered because of the appearance of bodyguards. For fear of being implicated, they soon dispersed.

Mo Yiran looked at the man in black suddenly, and his nerves tightened fiercely.

She instinctively stepped back two steps and said warily, "what do you want to do? It's illegal to rob people in the daytime!"

"Law?"

The man in front of him seemed to hear a joke. His cold eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule: "in city a, I am the law!"

Mo Yiran was surprised. He looked at the man in front of him and suddenly felt a little strange.

Different, absolutely different. It's like a completely different person.

Jing mowen, whom Ming saw last night, looks so serious and calm, but at this moment, the man standing in front of him is arrogant and arrogant. The whole is an inexplicable psychosis!

Mo Yiran's fingers tugged at the corner of his skirt tightly, and his pale face was sweating.

Now in this situation, she can't see the man in front of her. She really doesn't have any action.

"Tie this woman away!"

There was no expression on Jing mowen's face. He ordered coldly, and then turned to Maybach in spite of Mo Yiran's shocked eyes.

Shortly after Mo Yiran was taken away by Jing mowen, the passers-by appeared in the street again.

Some of them had sharp eyes. They looked at each other and smiled. They all came together.

"Did you read today's headlines? Jing mowen was photographed taking women out of the banquet and then took them away."

"Although the woman's face is blurred, the woman just now not only has the same face, but also has the same clothes. That woman can't be wrong!"

"God, my male god is the woman I like, my God!"

"I don't know if I'll see it again."

"Eh? No more."

"What's gone?"

"Jing mowen, now the headlines are occupied by a female star of drunk driving. What's the matter? I can't find it."

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