How can the president be fierce

Chapter 622 I don't like you anymore, and I don't want you to be my mother...

Uncle Zhou personally handed over tea and snacks, and after thanking Qing Xiaomo, he ate on the sofa with Chen Guang.

Chen Guang didn't have a good appetite in the first place, but then he was frightened a lot, and now he was mentally weak and couldn't eat anything.

Qing Xiaomo read the news while eating. She always felt that something big would happen tonight, but she was not sure what it would be.

Until I came across a piece of news that had just been posted on social networking sites, a car accident, and it was a car accident in which more than 10 vehicles collided in a row. It happened that a team of anti-riot police cars passed by at the scene, and the scene was sealed off. The specific death toll is unknown.

There are a few pictures below, a mess, very tragic.

Riot police car.

The half-bitten cookie in Qing Xiaomo's hand slipped down between her fingers.

She thought that Liang Musheng might not let Mu Daiyang go, but she didn't expect to deal with those people he brought tonight.

Perhaps even Mu Daiyang himself didn't expect that Liang Musheng would attack so quickly, and he chose to follow so many people by his side.

That message was quickly deleted.

"What are you looking at?"

Chen Guang saw that she was fascinated, so she went over to look at it too, and quickly returned her phone to the screen: "It's nothing, it's just some gossip news, nothing interesting, go take a shower and sleep, I'm afraid I'm going to stay here today gone."

……

Not long after Chen Guang went to rest, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Liang Mo's handsome face appeared in sight, leaning against the door and looking at her awkwardly: "Why did you come to my house again..."

It seemed that she was afraid of embarrassing her face, and she was afraid that she would get up and leave like last time if her tone was harsh.

Qing Xiaomo really didn't have the mood to pay attention to him, so she fell down on the sofa.

Xiao Zhengtai stood at the door with ink marks for a long time, and walked over slowly, touching the edge of the sofa with her little hand, moaning: "This is my sofa, you are not allowed to lie down."

"..."

"Hey! Did you hear what I said? This is my sofa!!"

"..."

She called three times in a row, but she didn't respond. Liang Mo snorted heavily, and found a way out for himself: "Just let you sleep once, don't be too moved, I am the son of the president, of course you have to be magnanimous." Be a gentleman, but you have to leave immediately when you wake up, I don't like you anymore, and I don't want you to be my numb..."

……

Two in the morning.

Liang Musheng went to the bedroom that Uncle Zhou had arranged for Qing Xiaomo, but he couldn't find her. After thinking about it, he went to Chen Guang's bedroom.

As soon as I opened the door, I found that the light was on, there was a Chen Guang lying on the bed, a Qing Xiaomo sleeping on the sofa, and a little Zheng was curled up on the carpet under the sofa.

It is really a reasonable use of this bedroom as much as possible, as if there is no room for them to sleep in this huge presidential palace.

He bent down, picked up his sleeping son and sent him back to his own bedroom. When he came back, the person on the sofa was gone.

He was startled, then turned back to her own bedroom, and when he opened the door, a scream came from inside.

Qing Xiaomo threw herself on the bed almost in a hurry, covered her half-gut body with the quilt, and stared at the man who walked in calmly in disbelief: "You think women are crazy, don't you?! You don't sleep and run around in the middle of the night To be a pervert?!"

After waking up in the Chenguang bedroom, I realized that I had fallen asleep. I thought that no one would come over so late, so I carelessly didn't lock the door.

(End of this chapter)