How can the president be fierce

Chapter 112 Only made one serving, shall we eat together? (two more)

"You are still my wife, did you sleep with me last night?"

"..."

Strong words!

Qing Xiaomo glared at him bitterly: "Forget it! If you die of starvation, I will never eat anything you cook, and you will never touch my finger again!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to go back upstairs, before he could take two steps, the collar of his pajamas suddenly tightened, and he dragged him back again.

The man's handsome face was cold and arrogant just now, but now he is extraordinarily gentle and gentle: "I mean, there are no extra eggs and bacon at home. I only made one for one person. Let's eat together?"

That's more or less.

Qing Xiaomo grumbled reluctantly: "I'll go upstairs to wash up, you wait for me, don't steal food!"

Liang Musheng was worried that she would become suspicious again in a while, so while she was going upstairs, he took out the eggs and bacon from the refrigerator and threw them into the trash can outside.

……

Shen Surong was standing at the door with a serving of porridge and side dishes in her hand, and from a distance she could see that tall and straight figure walking towards this side calmly.

Such an extraordinary demeanor is not something ordinary people can possess, as if they were born to be worshiped and admired by others, just looking at it can make people feel awe.

Liang Musheng quickly spotted her, and his indifferent gaze quietly took in her complicated expressions.

He had investigated all eighteen generations of Xiao Qianrou's ancestors, so he certainly knew her, but he didn't reveal it.

"Who are you looking for?" He stood still in front of her with a modest attitude.

The moment Shen Surong saw him, she had a very bad premonition. Seeing him walking straight to this side, her heart sank quickly.

She knew that the relationship between Qianrou and Momo hadn't been very good these days, and she thought it was just a small misunderstanding, but she didn't expect the matter to develop to such an unmanageable point.

There were mixed feelings in my heart, but I could only keep a smile on my face: "Hi, I'm Momo's aunt, I made some breakfast and brought it to her by the way."

The man's cold and indifferent eyes immediately fell on the thermos in her hand, and after a while, he said softly: "She is still asleep, and she may not wake up for a while, do you want me to go upstairs and wake her up?"

A seemingly ordinary sentence, but calmly expresses the meaning that should be expressed clearly.

The man in front of him is obviously still so young, but his whole body has accumulated an aura of calmness and prestige. Shen Suya didn't dare to look at him for a while, and said awkwardly: "Forget it, you can bring the porridge to her, wait for her When do you wake up and drink again?"

The man's thin lips curled into a mocking arc, and he reached out to take it: "Then I thank you for her."

Shen Surong hesitated for a while, as if she wanted to say something more, after a long while, she left without saying anything.

Qianrou got drunk last night, threw up all over the floor, hugged her and cried like a child in the middle of the night, and kept calling Momo's name. She, as a stepmother, felt really uncomfortable, so she wanted to use the excuse of delivering breakfast to call her She went to check on Qianrou's, but she didn't expect...

Liang Musheng looked at her disappointed figure leaving with cold eyes. After a long while, he suddenly threw the thermos in his hand into the nearby bushes, turned around and opened the door to enter.

Qing Xiaomo happened to go downstairs, and vaguely heard someone talking outside, seeing him coming in, she asked casually, "Who did you talk to?"

The man's expression remained unchanged: "You heard wrong, come over for breakfast, it's getting cold."

She sat down at the dining table and looked at him suspiciously: "What are you doing out there?"

"You have so many questions! Ask again, and I will have breakfast!"

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(End of this chapter)