How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1035 Xia Huan Xishang Chapter 223 Xishang broke up with her in a rage...

The man's eyes seemed to be stained with a smile, and it was difficult to tell the truth from the fake: "Maybe, it is more difficult than imagined."

"Is that right? Let me just say, the rejection of outsiders in New York is very serious..."

Halfway through the conversation, Xia Huan felt that saying this now seemed to be sprinkling salt on his wounds, so she leaned over and hugged him comfortingly: "Come back if things don't go well, it's no big deal, you're still in Liangcheng The super male god who is popular among thousands of people."

"Really?"

"real."

The man's fingers on her shoulders tightened slightly: "People say that you are frustrated in the market and proud in love. I don't know if it's true..."

Xia Huan's expression changed: "It's fake."

Sensing that the man lowered his head and seemed to be aggressive, she hurriedly shook off his hand: "There are wolves! Danger! Run, run!"

The man caught him within two steps: "Where is the wolf? Why didn't I see it?"

Xia Huan's pretty face was flushed: "Lust, lust...wolves are wolves too!"

"..."

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Qing Xiaomo doesn't believe in evil, the so-called bird of a feather flocks together, Liang Musheng's cooking skills are so good, Xishang, as his younger brother, naturally has the same skills, and forced him to help grill fish.

Don't forget to stand aside and give all kinds of blind guidance.

"Here, here it hasn't been roasted yet, you can see that the meat hasn't changed color yet!"

"Sprinkle more salt here, not that... here! Here! Why are you so stupid!"

"Turn it over, turn it over, it's going to be a mess! It's going to be a mess!!"

A person with such good patience was pushed into a hurry by her: "Can you talk a little more? How did Liang Musheng bear you?"

Qing Xiaomo immediately blew his beard and stared at her eyes: "Xi Shang, what do you mean? You are so stupid that you don't know how to grill fish, and you have the nerve to dislike me? Let me tell you, our Liang Musheng can roast a finger better than you!"

"It's a pity that Liang Musheng is not here."

"I'll call him right now, don't you believe it?"

"..."

Xia Huan ignored the quarrel over there, and sat cross-legged beside Chu Shishi, biting a piece of dog's tail grass and admiring the blue sky.

Chu Shishi doesn't seem to be in the mood today. It's been so long and half of the painting hasn't been completed yet.

"He seems to come back quite frequently recently." She suddenly said without warning.

It is self-evident who he is referring to.

Xia Huan randomly picked up a stone and threw it into the river: "It seems that the development in New York is not going well, and they say they are coming back."

Development is not going well?

Chu Shishi frowned and adjusted the color, and the corners of her lips drew a slight arc: "Speaking of New York, I seem to have heard from a friend that he had a girlfriend in New York before, who was of mixed race, and he loved her very much. A perfume produced by the perfume company under the group is said to be named after her, not to mention the jewelry villa presented as a gift. As a result, the girl was probably spoiled, and she even went to her ex-boyfriend's birthday party Xishang broke up with her in a rage..."

After a pause, she added: "By the way, it was a few days before he returned to China to participate in the charity night."

After she finished speaking, she felt that the girl beside her had not moved for a long time. She turned her head and saw that she was still maintaining her original posture, looking up at the sky.

She smiled: "Huan'er?"

Xia Huan's long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and pointed to a dark cloud approaching in the distance: "Master, it's going to rain."

Chu Shishi was silent, put away her paintbrush: "I didn't mean to make you sad, Huan'er, I just don't want you to experience that kind of life again."

(End of this chapter)