How can the president be fierce

Chapter 110 The bedroom on the second floor, the lights are on. (four more)

The whole journey was silent, and when she got home, Qing Xiaomo went straight upstairs.

Liang Musheng stared at her small figure who was going upstairs angrily, but he still couldn't control his emotions and became angry.

He gave her a full three days to prepare an excuse for missing the appointment, but in the end, not only did she not even bother to give him an excuse, but she lost her temper on her own.

Before she made all kinds of unreasonable troubles, he thought that she was young and ignorant, so she could bear it whenever she could, but this time, let's see if he will let her this time!
When Qing Xiaomo came out of the shower, the bedroom was still empty, obviously he didn't plan to go to bed tonight.

It's just right if she doesn't come up, she can turn off the lights and go to sleep.

His finger was placed on the switch of the light, but he didn't press it for a long time.

The phrase 'wait for me tomorrow ha!Never turn off the lights at night'.

At that time, Liang Musheng should have been extremely lonely. The world was forcibly shrunk down to a few hundred square meters. One can imagine how lonely she was, so she was accepted so easily.

And her unintentional words have troubled him for so many years.

She thought, no matter what he married her for now, at least at that time, he should have sincerely regarded her as a friend.

……

This was the first time in Liang Mu's life that he slept on the sofa.

Uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable.

The place is so narrow that even turning over has to be done carefully, and if you are not careful, you will roll to the floor.

Doomed to be a sleepless night.

It happened that there was also an insomniac at the Yinhe mansion, Xia Huan had a big fight with Xihe, and left in a rage.

He was alone in the empty bedroom, leaning against the window, drinking a glass of wine: "What kind of sofa do you sleep on! You can either sleep on a woman, or sleep on a bed, or don't sleep at all! If you are a man, you can't wrong yourself, or just come back Drink it with me for three days and three nights?"

How big is the Yinhe mansion here? His villa has seven or eight rooms on three floors, which room is not more comfortable than that small Red Maple City?
Liang Musheng has been holding a sigh of relief in his chest tonight, he has nowhere to vent, and he also knows that it is useless to go to Xihe, the fire is burning from upstairs, and if he wants to put it out, he has to go upstairs to put it out.

He was waiting, waiting for that heartless woman to come downstairs to apologize to him, preferably with a low eyebrow and a pleasing look!
But he smoked one cigarette after another, and there was no movement upstairs until two o'clock in the morning.

The fire in my heart was burning more and more, and the choking smoke was all over my body, encroaching on the breathing space.

He suddenly got up, picked up his coat, and strode out.

It's better to go out and blow the cold wind to calm down, it's better than waiting, and for no reason, I want to put down my body and go upstairs to hug the warm and fragrant nephrite for a good sleep.

This time, he must persevere and give her a long memory!
……

As the end of the new year approaches, the air is full of the smell of fireworks after they burn out, a bit depressed and a bit cold.

It was very cold, and there were bursts of white mist in his breath. While smoking a cigarette, he walked along the green belt on the roadside, the more he walked, the more empty he felt.

Suddenly, by accident, he stood still and looked back.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the lights are on.

the light is on.

For a moment, he almost thought he was hallucinating.

She is waiting for him.

She was waiting for him to go upstairs.

The night was very thick that night, covering the traces of moisture that flashed past the man's eyes. He just stood there for a long time, watching the brightness from a distance.

The huge Red Maple City was shrouded in darkness, and the silver moonlight poured down, stretching his figure very, very long.

(End of this chapter)