How can the president be fierce

Chapter 663 You are my own mother.

Liang Mo's gaze was quickly attracted by the faint red marks on her collarbone, and he was worried: "Mama, are you injured? There are a lot of bruises on your body..."

"..."

Qiao's face flushed instantly, and Qing Xiaomo almost frantically pulled her pajamas to cover herself, embarrassingly: "Uh... I accidentally fell down when I went downstairs yesterday, and I knocked on it, it's okay, it will be fine in two days. "

"Is this the hickey in the legend? Dad kissed you, right?"

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Qing Xiaomo never expected to hear the word 'hickey' from a child who just turned 4 years old, she choked on her own saliva and coughed again and again.

"Who... who, who told you? I didn't watch cartoons when I was young, and I learned something messy! This is what I accidentally bruised!"

She tried her best to show the majesty of an elder with a straight face, and pushed his small body with one hand: "Get out! I'm going to take a shower."

"It's obviously a hickey..." Xiao Zhengtai frowned and walked out muttering.

……

It was an hour before Qing Xiaomo came out of the bedroom.

It took 20 minutes to take a shower, and the remaining 40 minutes were all spent on how to use powder to cover the scattered marks on the neck.

Gu Mian was too smart, she was worried that she would be embarrassed if she saw her, so she didn't expect to go downstairs, but unexpectedly found the man who should have left here long ago.

"Why haven't you left yet?" She frowned suddenly dissatisfied.

Inside the sofa, a man in a casual white shirt and off-white trousers is indifferent and elegant, his fair and handsome side face is dazzling in the golden light of autumn.

He lazily flipped through a page of the newspaper: "My son said he missed you, so I'll bring him over to play for a while."

son.

Such a natural tone, as if this arrogant little Zhengtai really popped out of her stomach.

Suddenly, Qing Xiaomo felt uncomfortable, and bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth: "That's your son, not my son, I don't like him, you take him away immediately."

Liang Musheng raised his watch to look at the time, got up and tidied his shirt sleeves leisurely: "I have a meeting later, you take care of my son for me first."

"I, no, take care of."

"..."

"Hey! Did you hear that? I said I won't take care of it! You take care of your own son, why leave it to me?"

"..."

"Liu Musheng!"

"..."

"Liang Musheng, you dare to take a step and try! You will throw your son out when you walk in front of me, do you believe it?"

The black stretched private car drove away in front of the eyes.

Behind him, a small hand tugged at his collar, and Xiaozheng's pitiful voice came: "Mama, I'm hungry, I'm anxious to see you, I didn't even have breakfast."

Qing Xiaomo turned around and looked down at Xiaozheng's very fair and handsome face, which was almost carved out of the same mold as Liang Musheng's face.

Sigh: "Have you never thought about meeting your biological mother?"

Liang Mo immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile: "You are my own mother, my father said that I came out of your stomach, and said that you worked so hard to give birth to me."

Is it really okay for the president of a country to open his eyes and talk nonsense like this? !
Qing Xiaomo rolled her eyes, didn't bother to talk to him, and walked straight back to the living room.

The breakfast was not to my liking.

In the past two days, I got used to eating the breakfast made by Gu Mian, and then eating the maid's again, I always feel that it doesn't match anywhere.

(End of this chapter)