How can the president be fierce

Chapter 187 Go away!There is no need for you to cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful! (two more)
Liang Mu turned sideways calmly, took all the crutches down, lifted the quilt to wrap Qing Xiaomo's naked body, and then got out of bed.

The gloomy look on his face has not completely subsided, and his voice is hoarse: "Old man, why are you here?"

Qing Xiaomo bit her lip, subconsciously grabbed the quilt on her body, and looked at Old Man Liang with tears in her eyes: "Grandpa, it has nothing to do with me, it's him! He wants to strangle me!"

Liang Musheng was silent, and glanced at her extremely speechless.

Okay, the wings are hardened, and I don't even look at who helped her win the old man's approval, but now she has learned to sue the old man in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Liang suddenly became angry, raised his crutches, and greeted Liang Musheng indiscriminately: "You enemy! Do you have to piss me off?! You were the one who insisted on marrying her back then. , now you are the one who wants to strangle her to death, do you want to be as slutty as Liang Zui to be satisfied?! It's outrageous! Everyone is outrageous!"

"Hey hey hey-"

The woman who complained just now suddenly tilted her body, pulled Liang Musheng to her side forcefully, and laughed dryly: "Okay, just hit it casually, he is your grandson anyway, don't break it..."

"After beating him, it's your turn!"

Mr. Liang immediately yelled at her angrily: "Get dressed and come out! Where have you memorized the house rules of Liang's family? You also learned to stay away at night! See how I teach you when I go back!"

"..."

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One o'clock.

The body fell down several times, kneeling until the legs were painful and numb, starving like a dog, sleepy like a dog, tired like a dog...

Faintly hearing the sound of footsteps upstairs, Qing Xiaomo woke up in an instant, and immediately held up the thick Liang family's family rules solemnly, and began to recite them.

The footsteps were getting closer, she took a sneak peek cautiously, and found that it was not Mr. Liang but Liang Musheng who went downstairs, her face turned cold, and she turned away from looking at him.

Liang Musheng changed into a thin black gown and trousers, which complemented his perfectly proportioned figure, which was particularly seductive. Qing Xiaomo knelt on the ground, straightening his waist, but his legs were not as long as he could.

The maid who was in charge of staring at her called out respectfully: "Master."

Liang Musheng waved his hand to signal that she could go down and rest: "I'll be in charge of watching her in the second half of the night."

The maid said worriedly: "Master, the old master has ordered that the young wife is not allowed to eat or drink anything, and the young wife is not allowed to get up until seven o'clock in the morning."

Liang Musheng stared at Qing Xiaomo, and casually threw out three words: "Got it."

The maid wanted to say something more, but she flinched from the man's sudden cold gaze, and walked away silently.

The man walked around her a few times with great interest, as if enjoying the scene of her being punished to kneel on the ground and recite the house rules.

After admiring it, she half-kneeled down in front of her, her thin Danfeng eyes filled with ridicule: "Are you hungry? Shall I secretly get you some supper?"

His handsome face is close at hand, but Qing Xiaomo refuses to look at him no matter what, and her voice is hard: "Go away! There is no need for you to cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful!"

The man hooked her small chin frivolously with his long fingers: "Think about it, there are still six hours before seven o'clock in the morning! Kneeling without eating or drinking and reciting house rules is exhausting. Don't faint for a while."

(End of this chapter)