President spoils the dark wife

Finally, Mo Yutong created a legend, which was auctioned to 2.5 million at the reserve price of 100 yuan.

Originally, Mo Yiran and Bai Shengyan wanted to leave as soon as Mo Yutong got their hands, but they stopped because of the sudden appearance of Jing mowen and Yan binwei.

They want to know what the hell these two people are doing!

Since Jing mowen just competed with Yi Ran, Mo Yutong has never bothered to look at him again.

Sure enough, men are dogs.

Yiran sat quietly in her seat. She could even feel the hot eyes from the second floor.

After a long time, it finally dispersed.

Yi Ran and Bai Shengyan went to the bathroom together for the convenience of talking.

"Ah Yan, what's the situation? Why did Yan Zong come here? Moreover, his position..."

Yi Ran didn't finish, but Bai Shengyan naturally understood the meaning of Mo Yi Ran's words. He sneered and said, "Ran Ran, what do you think I'm here for today?"

Mo Yiran was stunned for a moment and said uncertain: "you knew Yan binwei would come today? But why..."

"Ranran, you're afraid you won't be dazzled by love. You can't understand this?" Bai Shengyan looked at the innocent woman in front of him and sighed helplessly: "From the beginning to the end, I came here for Yan binwei. Who do you think did these shit auctions? You really think I'm so powerful. If I'm really the person behind the scenes I don't know, we can't get in such a place. I know it's Yan binwei, so it's easy to get in. The reason why we've been in a stalemate recently is that I'm here now, or even here To rob him at a high price is to make a stand with him. The person who gives in this time will not be me! "

"OK, ok... I see. Don't get excited."

Seeing Bai Shengyan's anger, Yiran hurriedly came forward and hugged her and gently patted her on the back.

She understood why Bai Shengyan was so angry this time.

The rich, more or less, do some dirty things.

On the surface, he is a philanthropist, but secretly he still does some shady activities.

If Bai Shengyan didn't have the experience of being kidnapped as a child, maybe even if he knew that Yan binwei was doing this, he would turn a blind eye.

But she once felt it. How can she bear it?

But Yiran frowned.

Yan binwei, is it really the person behind the scenes?

If Yan binwei followed him that day, he could recognize him at a glance.

However, the man... Seems to be much thinner than Yan binwei, and even looks a little morbid and weak. The skin color of the hands exposed at the cuffs of the shirt also looks a little pale.

Of course, even if she doubts now, she can't refute Bai Shengyan. Now that she has identified Yan binwei, what others say is an excuse for Yan binwei.

Moreover, Bai Shengyan will not wronged Yan binwei for no reason. There must be a reason for the wind from nowhere.

Two people were holding, but the closed toilet door was kicked open from the outside.

The two were startled, separated quickly, and simultaneously extended their hands to their thighs. The whole person was highly nervous and in a defensive posture.

The two men at the door were also very synchronous, with masks on their faces and one hand in their pockets. Then they looked at the two defensive women with indifferent eyes, and then turned black at the same time.

Others may not know what it means, but they know it very well.

These two women have the habit of putting weapons in their thighs.

Daggers and judge's pens are always on hand.

"It's us."

Jing mowen and Yan binwei spoke coldly at the same time, and their faces became darker.

I saw the two women who were just in a defensive state. The eyes under the mask were now fierce, pulled out the judge's pen and rushed over.

A crisp kick without hesitation.

At ordinary times, two tall men cover their lower bodies together, kneel on one knee and raise their hands to surrender.

Mo Yiran looks at Bai Shengyan, nods, swings his fist and hits him.

Jing mowen and Yan binwei both did not resist and accepted the punch.

But when they wanted to withdraw their fists, they stretched out their hands fiercely, grabbed the woman's slender wrist with a big hand, gently pulled it into their arms.

"Can it be relieved?"

The man's voice was dull and repressed the pain, saying in a gentle voice as much as possible.

"What do you think?"

Yiran gently hooked the lip corner and pushed him away.

He got up and left side by side with Bai Shengyan, who had also escaped from Yan binwei's arms.

"Why did the two of them get together?"

Bai Shengyan colded his throat and lowered his voice.

Yiran took a big step and shook his head gently: "although they were not incompatible before, they were definitely not their own people. Now it's good to form a team. Their actions are so consistent that I doubt whether they were ever better."

"Both of them?"

Bai Sheng's face under the smoke mask sank and his eyebrows frowned. He laughed for a long time.

"If they feel better, I'll tell you."

"Who wants to be nice to you old woman."

"Am I old?"

"Yes."

"But I'm beautiful."

"Am I beautiful?"

"No?"

"No."

"Oh?"

……

In this way, they chatted a few words, and then they returned to their seats at the auction.

When entering the arena, a male model was bought with two million yuan. I don't know which rich woman it is.

When the male model was taken down, the little tears flowed. It was heartbreaking and common indignation.

Just sitting down, someone was brought up again.

But this time, it seems to be a child.

Wearing a sailor's suit, straight dark hair on his shoulders, long bangs almost covered his eyes and hung his head down. He could hardly see his face except his white skin.

Slim, with thin arms and legs, one meter six tall

I don't know why. Yiran looks familiar at this

Although I haven't seen my face yet.

The long iron chain encircled her slender white neck, and her hands were tied with ropes and hung powerlessly in front.

The figure is not exquisite, but because of being thin, the whole person gives a feeling of weakness and slender, as if he doesn't eat fireworks.

"Ranran, do you think the child on the stage looks familiar?"

Bai Shengyan came up suddenly.

"Even you think so?" Yi Ran frowned.

If Bai Shengyan thinks so, it's not his problem.

Mo Yiran hangs her hair with her fingers and looks casual, but she is uneasy in her heart.

She always has a bad feeling.

The fact proves that Yiran's hunch is correct.

When the girl looked up and showed her beautiful and even aggressive face, she yanked the corners of her mouth with dye.

Do you know what a wolf in sheep's clothing is?

That face is really unrecognizable to dye, but those eyes are quite familiar.

"Scum, accept sanctions!"

Just listen to the girl's fierce drink. Then, raise your head and smile coldly at a corner. There is ridicule and resistance between your eyebrows and eyes.

Somehow, the iron chain on the girl's neck had broken, and the rope binding her hands fell down inexplicably.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were two more pistols in her hand.

The dark muzzle is like an abyss, dark and creepy.