How can the president be fierce

Chapter 523 With a pillow on her shoulder, she was really drunk and drowsy.

The man's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

But what followed was a strong sense of powerlessness.

It wasn't the first day he knew her. She had never, ever changed for him or listened to him even once.

Qing Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, you go back to the presidential palace first, don't let your son bully Liang Mo anymore, you also know your Liang's genes, that little guy is also pitiful, why do you still bully him."

Liang Zui glanced at her mockingly: "You are fraternal, but your ex-husband gave birth to that kid with another woman, you still want to protect him like this?"

She unbuttoned her seat belt and smiled faintly: "You said it too, it's your ex-husband."

Since it's her ex-husband, there's no need to care about it. Anyway, she and Liang Mu will never have any chance in this lifetime.

Liang Zui understood the meaning of her words, and smiled inexplicably.

……

The private car was filled with a slight smell of wine, the man's suit jacket was thrown aside, his tie was torn loose, the collar of his white shirt was opened, and his strong chest muscles were looming.

He seemed to be exhausted from the long journey, his eyelashes were half closed, and his handsome face was faintly tired.

Qing Xiaomo sat next to him, and could clearly smell the strong aroma of wine on his body.

The president of a country is so unrestrained, and he doesn't know what kind of disturbance will be caused if his appearance is seen by those people in Liangcheng who regard him as a god.

"What are you talking about with Drunk?" He asked, his voice was a little drunk and hoarse.

Qing Xiaomo didn't answer, because there was no need to answer his personal question.

Liang Musheng seemed to realize it too, paused for a moment, and then continued: "Don't worry, we are in the preparation stage now, the operation will take half a month, and I will give the kidney to your mother."

She pulled her lips, wanting to smile symbolically, but only pulled out a cold arc: "Thank you."

In the narrow space, silence was quickly restored.

Liang Musheng was breathing very lightly, his face was so pale that no trace of blood could be seen, he was too tired, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

The faint fragrance of the woman lingered all over his body, like God's most gentle hands, gently brushing over every tense nerve of his.

His body gradually slid down, and his head rested on her soft shoulder.

Qing Xiaomo frowned slightly, reached out and pushed his head away.

In a few seconds, it slid down again.

She glanced at him sideways. It didn't seem like she was deliberately taking advantage of her. She was really drunk and drowsy.

But even so, she still didn't want to be touched by him, and the feeling of nausea that she hadn't felt for a long time rushed to her nerves again. Enduring the discomfort, she pushed him to the other side hard.

boom----

When there was a loud noise, she was startled, and subconsciously glanced at the driver in front of her.

The driver also glanced at her in the rearview mirror.

She coughed in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, he was already completely asleep. Pushed by her, his head hit the car window directly.

...and still haven't woken up.

How sleepy he is...

After a few seconds, the driver explained softly: "Mr. has a headache and a stomach problem. He has been busy with meetings with leaders of various countries these days. He has not slept for four days and four nights."

The president's life is not as beautiful as they seem on the surface.

Qing Xiaomo didn't speak, and looked sideways out of the window.

He now has a fiancée, no matter how bad his health is, there is also a fiancée who is worried about taking care of him, and he doesn't need others.

(End of this chapter)