How can the president be fierce

Chapter 699 Drunk?what are you doing? !

After watching TV for a while, she became very irritable, so she went upstairs to tidy up the bedroom. There were clothes scattered all over the floor. She picked them up one by one, regardless of whether they could be washed or not, and stuffed them into the washing machine. inside.

The hour hand turns little by little.

When he came out of the bathroom, the phone on the table rang.

His throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand, and his breathing became inexplicably difficult.

She walked over slowly, stared at the string of familiar and unfamiliar numbers for a few seconds, pursed her red lips slightly, and finally slid to answer.

The woman's contemptuous laughter was slightly provocative: "You can hold your breath, it's already 6:50, but let's take a look, what will happen between me and Mu Sheng tonight?"

Qing Xiaomo closed her eyes.

She knew that Mu Siyao deliberately said those words in front of her, and was digging a hole for her. Since she knew it was a hole, why did she jump?
Didn't hear her voice, the woman laughed casually over there again: "I can give you a reminder, today...is my dangerous period, do you want to take a gamble? See if Mu Sheng will fall in love with me bed?"

A determined tone.

Qing Xiaomo's fingers holding the phone tightened suddenly. If she was just suspicious before, now she is almost certain that she must have hit Liang Musheng's death spot.

"What? Aren't you very arrogant? Don't you think that Mu Sheng only loves you? Now you don't even dare to bet with me?"

The provocative stones thrown over and over again seemed to sink into the sea without any response.

It seemed like a century had passed before she heard her own voice, which was so numb and emotionless: "But what should I do? I don't seem to be interested in your affairs."

"..."

"Then whose business are you interested in?"

The low and sexy voice that belonged to a certain man suddenly came from above her head, which startled her, and the phone almost slipped from her palm.

Almost at the same time, Mu Siyao's distressed, angry and panicked voice came from the mobile phone vaguely, 'Drunk?What are you doing... ah—'...

The call was interrupted.

She looked up into the man's dark eyes, and because of drinking, there was a thin layer of sparkling light, like the Milky Way flowing with billions of stars, it was thrilling.

"You...how..." She was speechless.

Although she kept telling herself in her heart that he would not go to Mu Siyao's side, the woman's sixth intuition was always so strong that he would go to Mu Siyao's side for some reason.

The man's slender arms wrapped around her waist, his forehead was pressed against hers, and his voice was low and slow: "Huh? Tell me, if you're not interested in my affairs, then whose affairs are you interested in? Drunk? Or that little white-faced police officer?"

She lowered her head, and because she had just taken a bath, her wet long black hair fell down her shoulders, making her complexion whiter and snowier.

Man: "Alisa."

He called her because of the intractable sweetness on the tip of his tongue.

Qing Xiaomo blushed so much that she was about to bleed, she hurriedly broke away his arms that were getting tighter and tighter: "Have you been drinking? Me, me, I... I'll go and warm you a glass of milk."

Before he had time to escape from his arms, he was snatched back again.

The strength in his arm was astonishing, and he cut her hands back easily: "What are you afraid of? I can still eat you?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)