How can the president be fierce

Chapter 119 Lost me, where did you find such a good husband? (four more)

It is inconvenient to enjoy the fireworks when Qing Xiaomo is on the other side of the car.

The man simply hugged her in his arms, and when the window was lowered, the cold wind blew in wantonly.

He unbuttoned his coat, wrapped her in his arms from behind, and held her small hand in his big hand: "Don't worry, it will last for two hours, and I'll take a closer look after a while."

Qing Xiaomo watched intently, not knowing if she heard his words clearly, she just nodded perfunctorily.

"Alisa..." he called her.

Qing Xiaomo only wanted to enjoy the fireworks: "Look, look! It's in the shape of a dandelion, right? It's so beautiful!"

"Well, pretty."

The cold wind poured in from the collar of the sweater, Qing Xiaomo shivered, and pushed him angrily: "Look! It's in the shape of a chrysanthemum! Ah! It's in the shape of a peony! That's..."

Amidst the loud fireworks, a man's extremely hoarse voice suddenly came from his ears: "Alisa, can we not get a divorce?"

Let's not divorce, okay?

Such a gentle sentence showed a bit of coquettishness.

All the sounds stopped abruptly, and for an instant, it seemed that even the sound of the fireworks exploding in the distance was pulled away.

Qing Xiaomo was stunned, thinking that she had misheard in the confusion, and turned to look at him: "What did you just... say?"

The man held her small face in his big hands, and the fireworks blooming in the sky were reflected in his eyes, and it was gorgeous: "Don't get a divorce, okay? If you lose me, where can you find such a good husband?"

Qing Xiaomo stared at him blankly, her red lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.

Her mind went blank, only the man's handsome face flickered by the fireworks was left in front of her eyes, and there was something in his eyes that was so full of emotion that it almost overflowed, so full that she was at a loss.

After the car paused, Uncle Zhou and the driver in the front seat got out of the car first.

Qing Xiaomo came back to her senses, and hurriedly opened the car door: "Let's go, let's watch the fireworks!"

Liang Musheng didn't want to give her room to think, he held her firmly in his arms and didn't allow her to get out of the car: "Answer me first! No divorce, huh?"

This man is so annoying.

She looked at him reluctantly: "Then I will only answer one question for you, and if you answer it, you will let me go?"

The man kissed the tip of her nose in satisfaction: "Okay."

"If you don't ask me, where can I find such a good husband after losing you? My answer is... I can find someone better than you anywhere! Is there any man in this world who is more picky and arrogant than you , brutal and shameless?"

After the words fell, before he could react, he broke free from his restraint and ran out in one go.

You don't need to look to know that his face must be extremely ugly right now.

Haha, that's what I want.

After running out for a while, a man's teeth gnashing voice came from behind him: "Qing Xiaomo, you'd better think of 108 ways to beg for mercy before I catch you!"

Qing Xiaomo's whole body trembled when she heard this, and she threw herself into the crowd with all her strength.

Running around in a panic, her head suddenly hit a person hard, and she groaned in pain.

Rubbing her little head and looking up, under the sky full of fireworks, the cold and drunk handsome face is close at hand: "I know you can't bear to part with me, so you can't wait to throw yourself into your arms?"

He stretched out his hand, just as he was about to grab her into his arms, the next moment, the woman who was still in a daze suddenly took a few steps back passively, bumping into someone again.

(End of this chapter)