How can the president be fierce

Chapter 6 If you play such a lowly trick again, just drink it as water for me!
While struggling, he faintly heard intermittent knocking on the door.

The maid cautiously knocked on the door for quite a while, but she didn't wait for the man's answer, so she didn't dare to go in without authorization, and walked around in a hurry.

The next moment, Xiga, who was wearing a white bathrobe, walked over calmly, kicked the door open without saying a word.

There was an earth-shattering sound.

Although the light was not turned on, the man on the bed still pulled the quilt on the ground to cover the woman's body at the moment the door was kicked open.

The extremely cold and gloomy light flashed in the blurred light, and the maid standing at the door turned pale with fright.

Although Liang Shao has always been indifferent and unfeeling, but there are really not many times when a single look is full of strong killing intent like now.

Xihe leaned against the door with his arms crossed and dangling his cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke: "Don't worry about getting sunny, Mr. Liang is here, and you probably don't want him to find out that you have an extra woman here."

Liang Musheng frowned, and his voice was deep: "Why did he come here at this time?"

The old man went to St. Petersburg for vacation. It has only been five days. Why did he come back suddenly?
Xihe suddenly laughed, but the corners of his brows and eyes were full of ridicule: "You ask me? How did your family take pains to hide your existence for so many years? As a result, you went to the Xiao family's banquet tonight with a nervous breakdown I wandered around, and now the entire high society in Liangcheng is secretly investigating your identity and background, the old man didn't piss you off, it's good that you can come back alive!"

Liang Musheng ignored his cynicism, raised his hand and casually straightened his clothes, got up, and threw the bottle of aromatherapy hidden behind the potted plant out of the window.

The moment they passed by, he stopped, his voice permeated with dark emotions: "Next time you play such a lowly trick, just drink it as water for me."

Xihe clicked his tongue, and raised his peach eyes to look at his leaving figure: "There is no such lowly trick, are you sure you fell for her?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly turned sideways.

Almost at the same time, a decorative antique vase in the corridor flew straight over, and fell onto the spot where he was standing just now with a snap.

torn apart.

The person on the bed was still trying to get up, but his body was eroded by the medicine, so weak that he couldn't find any strength.

Xihe flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, snorted, walked over casually, hooked the woman's delicate chin frivolously with his long fingers: "Ni'er, Young Master Liang may not be able to satisfy you tonight, and I need you to take care of him." Can you help me?"

Such a magnetic and bewitching voice is even as effective as the bottle of aromatherapy that was thrown out just now.

The light penetrated from the corridor, and the woman's petite body was shrouded by his figure, her appearance was blurred, but she was still recognizable as a tender beauty.

The naughty curvature of Xihe's lips disappeared at some point.

Suddenly he raised his hand and turned on the light.

The dazzling light illuminated the entire bedroom, and the man exerted a lot of force on his fingertips, staring at the face in front of him in shock.

(End of this chapter)