How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1222 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 410 Does your business brother despise you for being old?

Su Li looked at him with a smile on his face: "It's fine if you tell us about it, let your sister-in-law listen to it later, and when you lose your temper and ask Brother Sheng to clean you up, don't come to me and cry."

Xiu Nian immediately straightened his back: "No way! Brother Sheng, you actually think so in your heart, right? Even if your sister-in-law is here, you wouldn't clean me up for her, would you? Right?"

Liang Musheng didn't speak, just smiled meaningfully.

The fighting spirit on Xiu Nian's face suddenly faltered, and he groaned in disbelief: "No, brother Sheng, you are the president of a country anyway, this style has to be led, you can't let your sister-in-law climb on your head."

"It's nothing to climb on your head, as long as sister-in-law likes, Brother Sheng can take off your head and let sister-in-law play as a ball."

"..."

Seeing that Liang Musheng was smoking slowly with a tacit attitude, the little flame that had just been ignited in Xiu Nian's heart against the domineering wives was extinguished with a pop.

God, one or two are like this, how will he live in the future, blah blah...

……

While the men gather, the women rarely get together.

Xia Huan took off the gorgeous tight clothes and slender ten-inch high heels in front of the camera, and wore a very casual loose T-shirt with black jeans, but it still couldn't cover her small waist.

Her well-maintained long black hair poured down and spread like seaweed on the sofa. She rested her forehead lazily with one hand, her eyelashes were half closed, and she hummed softly to the music. She was like a banshee transformed from thick fog. Hook someone to death.

It's also fortunate that there are no men in here, otherwise no one can stand this scene.

Qing Xiaomo bit the apple, raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "By the way, when will you and Xishang remarry? They've been reconciled for so long, and nothing happened."

Unlike Liang Musheng, how many times he separated and reunited, during the years of divorce, whenever there was a slight sign of reconciliation, he would put remarriage on the list of plans, wishing to drag her to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a job every minute. stamp.

when?
Xia Huan turned over, raised his glass and shook it, half-closed his eyes to appreciate the bright yellow liquid in the glass under the light: "I, Xia Huan, am the kind of woman who needs to ask others to remarry me?"

This thick resentful tone...

Qing Xiaomo gloated immediately: "What? Does your Brother Shang despise you for being old?"

People, Lao, Zhu, Huang!

She was only in her early 20s, yet she was already described as old and pearly.

I don't know that artists are most taboo to be despised and old? !
Xia Huan struggled to get up, pointing at her angrily with his index finger across the air: "If you are a villain in the costume drama I filmed, you will be dragged out and beaten to death every minute! You won't survive half an episode! Half an episode!!"

"You're the filmmaker, and I'm the one who wrote the script to discuss who can live less than half an episode? Xia Huan, you've drunk all the wine in your head, right?"

"Humph!"

Xia Huan got up staggeringly: "I won't play with you anymore, I, I'll go and have a look... Well, why hasn't my little assistant come back yet?"

The little assistant has to go to the bathroom for 10 minutes, right?

She freed herself a day to spend with Xia Yang tomorrow, and she didn't need to get up early for work, so she drank a lot tonight, and she walked in a flutter.

He pulled open the door of the box with one hand, and before he could lift his foot, the figure in front of him flickered, and a slender figure had already bumped into it backwards.

About the same height, the back of the woman's head hit Xia Huan's nose impartially, causing her to gasp in pain.

(End of this chapter)