How can the president be fierce

Chapter 718 Alisa, he is our child.

Liang Zui stopped smoking suddenly, and suddenly became irritable: "Why are you crying? At worst, I'll do it again!"

"Tsk tsk, you're really infatuated, but what should I do? I'm already in the queue, and if I want to give birth, it will be my husband..."

Liangzui cast a contemptuous look over him coldly: "Get lost!"

Drunken and in pain, she pushed her away mercilessly: "Damn it, I see you are getting impatient! Don't think that you can really do whatever you want here because I am cooperating with Liang's. With me, you fucking It's always just a tool! Go away!"

When I turned around to look for Qing Xiaomo again, I found that there was no one behind me.

Gu Meiren leaned lazily against the car, and smiled heartlessly: "But with that woman..."

In a word, the man's face changed drastically in an instant, and a fierce fist approached in an instant.

Gu Meiren dexterously dodges.

thump—

The car body was hit by a man's fierce punch, making a dull sound.

Gu Meiren covered her mouth, let out a silver bell-like laugh, turned around lightly, got into her car, and drove away, leaving the furious man standing there with nowhere to vent his anger.

The woman's frivolous and provocative voice gradually became sharper, cutting his nerves like a sharp blade.

From the beginning to the end, he was like an outsider, wandering outside the world of Qing Xiaomo and Liang Musheng, watching them separate and reunite, but he never got her admiring eyes for even a moment.

……

I didn't stop until I was tired.

When I looked up, I was in a completely strange place, the surrounding was pitch black, only a faint light shone from a distance, and I could vaguely see the way forward.

It's not safe here.

She knew it was not safe, but she was so tired, her legs were as heavy as lead, and she couldn't walk anymore, so she just squatted down on the spot.

He didn't dare to go back to Xia Huan's place, and didn't dare to take a look at Liang Mo.

The wind poured into the neckline from all directions, the blood under the skin seemed to be frozen, and it became difficult for her to breathe.

The sound of familiar footsteps and a leisurely pace came from my ears.

She looked up, and the faint light source in the distance had been blocked by the man's slender and tall figure, and the breeze brought the familiar mint fragrance.

He knelt down on one knee beside her, stroking her cold face with his warm fingertips: "Is it cold?"

The three words Qinglie are the most seductive voice in the dark winter night.

Snapped----

Because the distance between the two was too close, the slap was very inconvenient. He obviously had enough time to dodge it, but he still received it without moving.

In the dark, I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, only the light in his eyes was so bright that it was almost dazzling: "I never regret keeping him, Alisa, he is our child, even if he can only be raised for five years, I also want."

That sonorous and forceful articulation inexplicably angered her.

The hand that was raised high again was fixed in mid-air by the man's powerful hand.

"Didn't you think so when you were pregnant with our first child? If not, why are you sad when you lose it?"

(End of this chapter)