How can the president be fierce

Chapter 623 Alisa, I suddenly really want to hear you play the flute again.

Liang Musheng closed the door casually, and his dark eyes fell on her little face that was slightly flushed because of embarrassment: "Why are you shy? It's not like I haven't seen your body before."

What logic is this?

When they were husband and wife, being watched by him when they were in love, can it be the same as being seen by him now that they are separated? !
She glared at him angrily: "Get out!"

Liang Musheng acted as if he hadn't heard it at all, and lay down on the edge of the bed, his legs gracefully crossed, and he sighed softly with his hands on his pillow: "Alisa, I suddenly want to hear you sing again. As soon as you play the flute, it's Jingle bells."

Qing Xiaomo pulled the quilt out from under him with one hand, and wrapped herself tightly: "Mu Chacha... What happened?"

"Well, it seems to be defiled by being dragged to a place where no one is by a few homeless people at the beach... I don't know."

"..."

Qing Xiaomo's eyelids twitched for no reason.

A few hours ago, she chatted with her at the beach for a while, and there were quite a lot of people beside them, having a barbecue.

No idea why she had to be there alone for hours.

But no matter what, the reason she went there was because of Liang Musheng, and it was also related to him that she encountered such a thing.

This man is comparable to the confidante back then.

She didn't speak, and Liang Musheng didn't speak either. After a while, she heard the man's even and steady breathing.

That was the rhythm he would have when he was asleep.

When I tilted my head to look over, I found that he had fallen asleep in this position.

The man who once refused to touch the bed without changing his pajamas, even fell asleep on the bed in a suit.

The huge bedroom, obviously doesn't have anything of hers, but it seems to be hers, and this bedroom is surprisingly similar to the apartment they used to live in when they were together...

No no no, this feels so bad.

With her red lips pursed slightly, she tiptoed out of bed, got dressed as quickly as possible, and left the bedroom.

The two old men have already left, and I don't know what kind of mood they left, but at least the old man of the Mu family will not be in a good mood.

The lights in the living room were all turned off, only the dining room was still on, where Liang Zui sat drinking alone.

She tightened her clothes and went over: "It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

Liangzui seems to have been drinking for a long time, and his eyesight has been a little blurred. He propped his head on one hand, frowned and tried to see her clearly: "I just found out today that my mother and father are divorced."

Qing Xiaomo choked for breath, suddenly didn't know what to say, after a long while, she murmured: "I'm sorry, cool drunk."

She knew that according to his temper, if it wasn't because of his concern for her feelings, he might have tried every means to kill his mother.

Liang Zui took a deep breath, and then exhaled a long breath, drunkenness made him slurred his speech: "At that time... At that time, my mother was here, holding me and crying, I have never seen her cry so much Sad, she said that now my dad doesn't even want to see her, the condition of the divorce is that he leaves the house and does not disclose it to the public, and she can continue to maintain her identity as the former president's wife..."

After a pause, he suddenly laughed at himself again: "But she doesn't even have a husband, so what's the use of her having this identity..."

She said that now my dad doesn't even want to see her...

(End of this chapter)