How can the president be fierce

Chapter 301 Alisa, I'll carry you over.

She supported the back of the sofa with one hand, pretending to remember something suddenly and said: "Oh, I received some letters for you today, and I put them on the sofa."

Liang Musheng nodded lightly, without too much emotion: "Well, I saw it."

Qing Xiaomo bit her lip, obviously he didn't want to discuss with her more about the letter.

She turned around and looked at him, and said dryly: "I ran into your father in the hospital today, and he said he wanted us to have dinner together at Yinhe mansion, didn't he inform you?"

"Notified, but I think you don't want to go. After having dinner with you, I will go there later by myself."

Qing Xiaomo vaguely remembered that she nodded after Liang and Chuan finished talking about eating together.

The agreement with the president always gives people a sense of solemnity and inviolability. She doesn't dare to think about the consequences of breaking the agreement.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to go: "Why don't I go together, in front of you, he won't eat me."

Only then did Liang Musheng look up, slightly surprised: "Have you thought about it?"

She nodded.

"Well, if there is no accident tonight, the president's wife, Liang Zui and Siyao should all pass by. For so many years, he and his wife have been living in the presidential palace and rarely have dinner with us. Basically, the whole family will Attend."

As Liang Musheng said, he raised his watch and looked at the time: "Do you want to wear something simple or grand? Let me get someone to help you style it, okay?"

After all, it was the first official meeting, and Qing Xiaomo didn't want to make people laugh by wearing too ordinary clothes, so she nodded and agreed.

……

Just arrived at Yinhe Mansion with the drunk car.

She got out of the car and was lowering her head to fiddle with the hem of her skirt. Liang Zui didn't know when she stood behind her, leaned over her earlobe and called her name: "Alisa..."

The hot and humid breath penetrated into the earholes, and Qing Xiaomo was startled unprepared.

Pushing him angrily: "Are you sick?! Scared me to death and you are my mother's daughter?!"

Liangzui's long and narrow Danfeng eyes had a frivolous smile, and he bent down to meet her gaze: "I found that the longer you grow, the more tender you are. Look at your little face, it's so tender that it's almost watering out..."

As he said that, his big hands moved up restlessly.

In the next moment, Qing Xiaomo's body was suddenly pulled back by a huge force.

There was a trace of displeasure between Liang Musheng's brows: "Ling Zui, you should think clearly, once your hand is chopped off, it will never grow back."

Liang Zui crossed his arms and looked at him provocatively: "Chop one up and let me see?!"

Qing Xiaomo tilted her head, looked left and right behind him, she didn't find Mu Siyao's figure, she thought he would go to the hospital to pick her up with her.

"Where's Mu Siyao? Isn't she coming tonight?" she asked.

Liang Zui spread his hands, with an innocent face: "What does it have to do with me if she can't come over?"

"..."

Anyway, Mu Siyao is pregnant with his child, so what's wrong with picking her up instead of looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face?
Uncle Zhou came over and nodded slightly: "Eldest young master, second young master, young wife, old master, sir and wife are already waiting, let's go in first."

Walking from here, you have to cross a small piece of soft lawn. Qing Xiaomo stepped on her high-heeled shoes, and she couldn't walk smoothly. She almost leaned against Liang Musheng.

Liang Zui leaned over with malicious intentions: "Alisa, I'll carry you there!"

(End of this chapter)