How can the president be fierce

Chapter 167 What Are You Afraid Of?I'm not trying to kill you... (Second update)

They are all grown men, some things don't need to be asked, just take a look to understand what happened.

He frowned slightly, and glanced at Liang Zui disapprovingly.

Liang Musheng kissed the cheek of the woman in his arms with his cold lips, his voice was hoarse and suppressed: "Yoji, take Alisa to your side and wait for me."

Qing Xiaomo had never seen such a bloodthirsty and ruthless look on him, she was terrified in her heart, she couldn't help but grabbed his sleeves tightly: "Liang Musheng, I'm fine, he didn't touch me, don't be angry..."

But the man seemed to have not heard her words, and cast his cold eyes towards Yohji: "Didn't you hear me?!"

Yohji pursed his thin lips slightly, walked over a few steps, bent down, and hugged her together with the quilt.

He never left his gun all the year round, and when he bent down, he clearly felt that his waist was empty.

Then he frowned: "Mu Sheng! It's fine to clean up and vent your anger. There are not many people left in your Liang family. Do you want to kill each other because of a woman?"

Hearing what he said, Qing Xiaomo lowered her head, only to realize that there was a black gun in Liang Musheng's hand at some point.

He checked the number of bullets inside with a blank expression, and his voice was so cold that there was no warmth: "Take her away, Yohji, I don't have the patience to tell you a third time!"

Liang Zui didn't seem to notice the danger coming, instead, he lay lazily on the bay window, crossed his long legs, and smiled frivolously: "Tsk tsk, you are so majestic when you are so angry at the crown. Ah, I want to see if you really dare to kill me for Alisa."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man put the magazine back neatly, aiming the muzzle straight between his eyebrows.

"Liu Musheng!"

Qing Xiaomo took a deep breath, broke free from Yohji's arms, and firmly grasped the muzzle of the gun with both hands: "Don't, don't kill people..."

The palm of her left hand was facing the muzzle of the gun, Liang Musheng's face changed drastically, and she almost let go of the index finger that had pulled the trigger in an instant.

His pupils constricted heavily, he was furious, and roared in a low voice: "Qing Xiaomo!!!"

Does she know the consequences of blocking the muzzle of the gun with her hand?If he didn't withdraw his hand in time just now, her left hand would be destroyed! !
Qing Xiaomo hugged his waist tightly, her slender body trembling slightly: "He really didn't touch me, don't be angry... Liang Musheng, I'm frightened by your appearance, I'm scared..."

For a moment, she almost confused him with Liang Zui, and the strong murderous intent emanating from her body made her frightened, frightened.

Liang Musheng's frozen eyebrows and eyes melted slightly, his stiff arms moved around her waist, and his voice softened: "What are you afraid of? I'm not trying to hurt you..."

They embraced each other, talking in voices only the two of them could hear.

Only Yohji was keenly aware of, at the moment when Qing Xiaomo threw herself towards the muzzle of the gun, Liangzui's body tensed suddenly, and his face paled.

This is actually not the first time he has encountered such a scene.

Back in the United States, it was also late at night like this. When they returned to the villa, they happened to see Liang Zui and Mu Siyao hugging each other naked.

But that's cold drunk, one second can be tender and tender, and the next second cold-blooded and ruthless.

He had never seen any woman he really cared about, not even Mu Siyao.

The moment Mu Sheng pointed the muzzle between his eyebrows, he still laughed arrogantly and disdainfully, but when Qing Xiaomo held the muzzle of the gun, his face changed so suddenly that he almost rushed towards him...

(End of this chapter)