How can the president be fierce

Chapter 691 When you didn't treat Xia Huan as a dish, did she come back and chase you?
"Why? Didn't you break up with her?"

Xihe's disdainful eyes swished over: "Hey, I didn't mean you, you are the president of a country anyway, what kind of woman do you have? The election of the president's wife is still in full swing on the Internet, you should go and have a look. A few, these are all elected by hundreds of millions of men from all over the country, but they are all top-notch beauties! In case any one catches your eye, we will immediately dump that ignorant woman, There is no place for her to cry! This relationship between a man and a woman is actually like this. She is so arrogant because you spoil her and spoil her. Once you stop treating her like a dish, she will immediately turn around and come back to chase you. Believe it or not? "

"So? When you didn't treat Xia Huan as a dish, did she turn around and chase you?"

With a cold rhetorical question, the choked Xihe's face turned blue and pale, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Well, when he didn't treat Xia Huan as a dish, she... just went with his brother.

"Okay, okay, okay, count me cheap."

He dropped the coffee cup with a 'dang', took his coat and stood up, gnashing his teeth: "I'll show you now, how your wife got so crooked with that little boy, and I'll give you a detailed description when I come back." ..."

Before he could finish speaking, a pillow flew towards him and hit his face firmly.

Liang Musheng's face was so gloomy that a storm would fall at any moment: "Get lost!"

……

It was a small coffee shop with a slightly remote location, but the decoration was extraordinarily quiet and elegant, giving people a warm feeling of a small nest.

Ethan should have known the owner of the store, because there was no one in the store when they passed by.

He pushed open the door and walked to the backstage. He took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He rolled up the cuffs of his sleeves, revealing his muscular little arms. He skillfully mixed a cup of cappuccino for her, while he made black coffee.

Sitting at the bar, Qing Xiaomo rested her chin on one hand and watched him making coffee, suddenly she missed the time in Chicago very much.

At that time, although life was hard, it was simple. The only thing she wanted to do every day was to make money and take care of her mother.

Although I don't need to make money or take care of my mother now, it's even harder.

Sometimes when I wake up, I think I just don't care about anything and just mess around with Liang Musheng.

Sometimes I feel that I am too shameless and self-respecting, and even now I am still pestering and even sleeping with the son of my enemy.

Such completely different thoughts were staged in turn during the day and night, she was exhausted from the torture, and felt that she was not far from being fine.

"You look very bad."

Ethan put a piece of cake in front of her, and his gaze was on the water at the perfect temperature in summer, sliding across her slightly pale face: "Have you had a good day?"

Qing Xiaomo picked up a small piece of cheesecake and put it in her mouth to savor it carefully. Finally, she said softly: "In marriage, a relationship that looks at each other and hates each other, and a love that loves so fiercely that you can't live without it. Both are God's worst curses on a man."

Appropriate liking and appreciation is the longest and most heart-warming.

For example, she treats him, and he treats the little nurse.

It's a pity that she doesn't have that fate with him.

Or maybe, it was because of her little thought about him, which took up too much of her admiration.

Ethan is a clear-headed person, she doesn't even say much, he already knows it.

(End of this chapter)