How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1365 Little Pudding, My Husband Is Calling You Home 82 Just because she doesn't like me, I score points?
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The knife and fork slipped and fell back onto the plate.

Pudding seemed a little flustered, blinked his eyes, and gave a vague 'hmm'.

Liang Musheng looked up at her: "Are you looking for Mu Bufan?"

Pudding lowered his head: "Uh... um..."

"Is there something that can't be finished during the day, and has to go in the middle of the night?"

"..."

It's not a harsh tone, but coupled with that strong aura, it always gives people a sense of oppression unconsciously.

Pudding couldn't speak, his head almost buried in the dinner plate.

"Why are you talking so much this early in the morning?"

Qing Xiaomo was upset, raised Pudding's little head, and handed her the fork again: "Even if you go to the backyard, there are people watching and watching, he dare not do anything to her, what are you afraid of? Pudding ignore him , have breakfast first."

Liang Musheng didn't speak, his deep eyes fell on Pudding's flustered little face.

Pudding took a bite of the bacon, and glanced left and right out of the corner of his eye, but didn't dare to meet his gaze.

"pudding--"

Liang Mo yawned and rubbed his eyes: "I'll go to the West Mansion in a while and ask that Xi Berry to get something back. When Rongrong comes over, you take her to my study and wait for a while, chat with her, I just took the opportunity to cultivate a relationship, this is your future sister-in-law."

Rongrong.

Ah, the school belle of Liangcheng University.

Pudding wrinkled the tip of his nose.

There are so many people in the presidential palace, why does she have to accompany her?

Seeing her reluctance, Qing Xiaomo leaned over: "Why? Don't you like your brother as your girlfriend?"

Pudding didn't think about how to answer, so she heard her order directly to Liang Mo: "Your sister doesn't like that woman, you break up with her immediately, and she is not allowed to come to the presidential palace again, do you understand?"

Liang Mo became anxious all of a sudden: "Why?! The woman I worked so hard to catch up with scored points just because she didn't like me? That's why I held her little hand! No way! I don't care! "

"It doesn't matter, right? If it doesn't matter, you will move out of the presidential palace immediately! Hand in all your cards and so on. Also, mobile phones, clothes, shoes are all bought with our money, and you are not allowed to take them away! "

"..."

Liang Mo was out of breath, and wanted to argue a few more words, but seeing Liang Musheng's eyes getting colder and colder when he looked at him, it was clearly the expression that he would immediately pack up and leave if he dared to answer another word, so he endured it and kept silent.

The foot under the table kicked the pudding calmly.

Pudding moved his feet sideways.

After a few seconds of stalemate, the hem of the clothes was ripped off gently by the man.

As soon as Pudding lowered his head, he saw a card he slowly handed over from under the table, with a big word 'buy' written on it with salad dressing.

Buy, buy, buy what you want.

As soon as he looked up again, he met the crown prince's eyes full of prayers, as if if she didn't agree, it would cause him to miss his true love, regret for the rest of his life, and die alone...

Feeling bored, I managed to force a smile: "It's okay, that Rongrong is quite pretty, and I like her a lot."

Good people have already done it, and if you don’t take it, you won’t take it for nothing.

The little hand under the table quickly pulled out the card, wiped the salad dressing on the tablecloth, and stuffed it into his pocket.

……

When Xiaohua came over, she didn't see Liang Mo, so she was obviously a little disappointed.

The president and his wife are going to visit other places, and they are not in the presidential palace.

Only Pudding sat cross-legged on the sofa with a lollipop in his mouth, watching a costume drama with great interest.

　Liang Mo: I am too difficult...┭┮﹏┭┮
　　
　
(End of this chapter)