How can the president be fierce

Chapter 719 The existence of Liang Mo is the best proof.

An aggressive question almost took her breath away.

Five years, and three months...

Obviously she had five years to be by his side, but she wasted it in vain.

Her body began to tremble, and a small choked sound escaped from the depths of her throat.

The man's cold lips tightened little by little, and his long arms stretched out to wrap her tightly: "I often took Liang Mo to your place at that time. He was too young to speak or understand what I said...he He sleeps lightly, but every time he sleeps next to you, he can always sleep with you for a long time, and when he wakes up, he will play with your clothes or fingers without crying or fussing...Alisa, there is forever between us It won't be cut off as you wish, Liang Mo's existence is the best proof."

He never intended to tell her about Liang Mo's life experience, even at the risk of her leaving completely, because Liang Mo's departure in the future would bring her a devastating blow.

But since she already knew, then everything is not important.

There was a sharp tingling sensation in the arm.

She whimpered, biting into his flesh and blood through the shirt with her fine white teeth, exhausting all her strength, venting her hatred and complaints.

The man endured silently, sighed lowly, ran his long fingers through her hair, and pressed her tightly in his arms.

That way, it's fine.

Even if you are biting him angrily, you must stay in his arms.

……

late at night.

The huge presidential palace was still brightly lit, and the guards were patrolling step by step. When they saw the president's exclusive car passing by, they immediately stood up straight and saluted.

Mu Huanian was drinking tea with old man Liang, and the young, beautiful and well-educated girl always pleases the old man extraordinarily, even comparable to the love she had for Mu Siyao back then.

Seeing the familiar black extended car stop, the corners of Mu Huanian's lips lifted unconsciously, and two blushes quietly appeared on his tranquil face.

Mr. Liang teased her: "After waiting for most of the night, I finally waited for Ye Guiren."

Mu Huanian shyly pursed his lips and smiled coquettishly: "Grandpa~~~"

Mr. Liang laughed, and got up on crutches: "Okay, it's getting late, old man, I'll go to bed, you two young..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Almost at the same moment, the expectant tension in Mu Huanian's eyes was also frozen.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, they could clearly see the inside of the car door opened by the driver. After Liang Musheng, who they had been waiting for for a long time, got out of the car, he didn't come straight to this side. whose gesture.

In this world, there is no one else Liang Musheng can treat with this attitude, except her.

Sure enough, in the next second, a pale jade hand poked out from the car, and slapped Liang Musheng's palm off in disgust.

On such a night, the inside of the Presidential Palace was as bright as day, clearly illuminating the pleasant arc on the corner of the man's lips.

Mu Huanian clearly saw him leaning down neatly, leaning his body into the car, and easily subdued the little woman who was obviously throwing a temper tantrum.

I don't know what to say or what to do, but in just a few seconds, when he stood up straight again and stretched out his hand, the little woman in the car had lost her temper, obediently stretched out her little hand, and let him hold it tightly. .

In a daze, the old man rushed out angrily leaning on his crutches.

"You are still ambiguous with this woman! Hasn't she harmed us enough? How dare you blatantly bring her back to the presidential palace now?!"

(End of this chapter)