How can the president be fierce

Chapter 555 I am worried that you came out of the presidential palace in the middle of the night.

The man with a sharp and angular side face had his eyelashes half-drawn, and he straightened his sleeves casually: "I thought you weren't going to come out."

Qing Xiaomo opened her eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief: "So you plan to scare me to death?!"

When she first felt a figure beside her, her first reaction was the robber, and she was almost scared out of her wits! ! !

He's tired of being the president now, has he changed his career to become a prank internet celebrity? !
Liang Musheng gave her a look of self-understanding: "I'm worried that you came out of the presidential palace in the middle of the night."

"..."

She was suffocated, and suddenly didn't know what to say. She turned her head silently and started the car: "I'm not very good at driving. If you are afraid of getting hurt, you'd better let someone from the presidential palace pick you up."

Liang Musheng adjusted the back of the seat, lay down lazily, and put one hand on his eyes: "If I'm afraid of getting hurt, I won't let you come back."

Compared with her driving skills, her detached and indifferent eyes are enough to make him suffer serious injuries comparable to those suffered in the car accident back then.

Silent all the way.

When approaching the presidential palace, the man suddenly said, "I won't go back to the presidential palace."

At first she thought she had heard wrong, and frowned: "What?"

If she remembers correctly, he should still have a very important meeting this morning. It seems to be 7 o'clock, but it's already 6 o'clock.

"If you don't go back to the presidential palace, you drive me back to the apartment. I still have something to take."

He didn't say which apartment he was going back to, but Qing Xiaomo quickly realized that he was talking about the apartment they lived in three years ago.

The fingers holding the steering wheel tightened slightly: "Liang Mo will wake up in a while, I have to help him spread the quilt, clean up his clothes, and tidy up his bedroom. I'll get off here, and you can drive there by yourself."

"I haven't driven a car for more than three years. If you want me to be killed by driving, get out of the car."

Hit by car...

Could this man speak any less pleasantly? !Or was he implying that she had tried to drive him over with his mother to death?

Qing Xiaomo was too lazy to talk to him, so she turned the car and drove in the direction of the apartment.

The car was stable in the underground garage, Liang Musheng unbuckled his seat belt, saw her sitting there motionless, pursed his thin lips slightly: "You come with me, there are a lot of things, I can't carry them alone."

At this point in time, it was the rush hour for work, and the underground garage was full of people. He was the president of a country, and he just appeared here, and he didn't know what to say when he was photographed.

She unbuttoned her seat belt a little irritably: "Don't get out of the car, tell me what you want to bring, I can go and get it by myself, at worst, take it twice."

Liang Musheng glanced at her meaningfully: "Actually, it's nothing serious, it's just that there are some photos in the study drawer. After all, I don't live there anymore. If someone finds out...it won't be a big deal, after all, I Now the president..."

"..."

Qing Xiaomo suddenly had a very bad premonition.

The little brows were tightened, and the voice became very soft somehow, as if afraid of being heard by someone: "...What photo?"

The man's thin lips moved, but he didn't say anything, but the emotion in his eyes had clearly answered her.

It was as if someone had placed so many bees in her mind, Qing Xiaomo could only feel the buzzing sound filling her ears, and her nerves were tense and broken in an instant.

(End of this chapter)