How can the president be fierce

Chapter 774 Your daughter...doesn't want it anymore?
Liang Musheng's gaze finally met his again, and he obviously didn't say anything, but it seemed that countless swords, lights and swords had flashed by in the blink of an eye, and sparks flew everywhere!

He suddenly laughed, half probing: "Would you mind inviting me in for a cup of tea?"

"Sorry, we have something to go out, if you like, you can go in and wait."

Ji Shengbai was about to leave after leaving a word. The moment he passed by, the man turned sideways and his long legs touched the door frame, completely blocking his entire way: "The master is not here, how dare I go in by myself."

In the hot midsummer, the air suddenly condenses into ice.

Ji Shengbai turned his head slowly, his dark eyes seemed to be buried in an abyss with thousands of bones, and his hostility suddenly appeared: "Let, let go."

Such a bloody aura cannot be formed in a day or two.

Liang Musheng was in a more and more relaxed state, looking at him leisurely and loosely with his arms folded around his chest: "What can you do to me?"

A gesture of indifference.

Let's see, peel off this clean and delicate skin, what kind of hideous and terrifying monster is hidden inside him.

During the stalemate, a woman's suspicious voice suddenly came from a distance: "My car tires are stuck in the mud and I can't get out. I have no choice but to come back first. I will go to the mayor's house to borrow his car later... Eh? Isn't it the car from yesterday? Why is it..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Qing Xiaomo maintained the posture of going up the steps, just staring blankly and dully at the man who was slowly looking down.

The eyebrows and eyes in the dream that seemed to be forever shrouded in layers of fog seemed to suddenly become clear, so clear that certain feelings that were gradually discarded in memory hit the heart again at the speed of a meteorite hitting the earth!
It was difficult to breathe, black and white intertwined in front of my eyes, as if I could hear the sound of blood boiling.

There is a breeze blowing, sending the unique mint fragrance into the nostrils.

Her absent-minded eyes suddenly became focused, and her bleeding lips moved, but she didn't say a word, turned around and wanted to leave in a hurry.

"Your daughter...don't want it anymore?"

A sneer of unknown meaning from the man behind him reached her ears, successfully stopping her footsteps.

Taking a few deep breaths calmly, she turned around and forced a smile: "What a coincidence, I actually met, met you here..."

Liang Musheng also smiled, but the smile never spread into his eyes: "Unfortunately, I came here specially to find you, Mrs. Liang."

The corners of Qing Xiaomo's lips twitched. Seeing that more and more neighbors were curiously stopping at the door, she could only cough lightly: "Go in first. If you have anything to say, let's go in. Tell him to drive the car further away."

Saying that, he walked around him pretending to be calm, took the little pudding and went upstairs.

She was so nervous that she didn't even notice that Little Pudding went to bed too early today, obviously she would not get sleepy until at least 12 o'clock on weekdays.

……

Putting the little pudding on the bed, and carefully covering her with a blanket, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slender figure of a man appearing at the door.

Liang Musheng didn't look at her, his scrutinizing eyes swept across the bedroom.

The size is about 50 square meters, and all the things of the little woman's house are placed. There are no wedding photos on the wall, and the only few photos on the bedside table are photos of her and her daughter.

When Qing Xiaomo got up, she saw him looking at the room intently: "What are you looking at?"

Liang Musheng glanced at her lightly: "Who is that man?"

Such an obvious sentence did not hesitate to let her know that she was jealous.

(End of this chapter)