How can the president be fierce

Chapter 660 What?Miss me?

"Alisa."

Just when she walked to the door, she heard a man calling her behind her, she stopped instinctively, turned around and was about to ask him what's wrong, the man had already approached her in the blink of an eye.

The shadow approached straight down, and a kiss full of predatory breath fell immediately.

Her eyes widened in horror.

Through a thin layer of clothing, he could clearly feel the tension of his body, as if a pool of sea water hidden deep in his body was being swept by a storm, destroying him overwhelmingly.

Is his life destined to be met, searched, plundered, obtained, and finally completely lost...

He lost his father, he lost his mother, he lost his son.

In the end, even she couldn't keep it.

……

Late autumn night, slightly cool.

The cool wind blows through the curtains and wanders through every corner of the bedroom, taking away the remaining warmth.

On the snow-white big bed, the woman's seaweed-like thick black silk spreads under her body, against the fragrant shoulders of fruit dew, a strong contrast between black and white.

She seemed to be sleeping restlessly, her brows were slightly frowned, and her breathing was short of breath.

The man's warm fingertips slowly slid across her small face, and in the darkness, a faint smile appeared between Junxie's brows and eyes.

The excessively hot temperature easily woke up the little girl who was in desperate need of waking up.

The black figure beside the bed made her gasp, a scream had already reached the tip of her tongue, and she calmed down when she could vaguely see the outline.

She sat up, her heart still beating wildly, and she didn't know whether she was frightened by the scene in her dream or by the man beside the bed.

He brushed his long hair casually with his hands, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "How do you know I'm here?"

Her nerves were still tense, and she didn't even realize that the slid quilt barely covered her little half of her body.

But in the dark, the man's eyesight is exceptionally good.

Liang Zui smiled frivolously on her thin lips, leaned down slightly, and lowered her voice, as if whispering to her, but just wanted to get closer to smell her unique body fragrance: "What? Missed me?"

The low and hoarse voice was haunted by some kind of inexplicable invitation.

Qing Xiaomo gave him an angry look: "What are you doing so close? I'm not deaf."

The handsome man shrugged slightly, with an innocent face: "It's too dark, I can't see you clearly."

"Are you blind? I can see you clearly, but you can't see me?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to turn on the light, but the man held her outstretched hand in mid-air and tightened it: "Oh, you don't need to turn on the light, I can see you clearly again."

Qing Xiaomo belatedly heard the triumphant smile hidden in his voice.

She frowned suspiciously, pulled her hand out of his palm vigorously, turned on the light, and from the corner of her eye, she quickly caught sight of herself, who was beaming with joy.

This time he really screamed, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover himself.

The light and shadow cast a perfectly shaped shadow on the young and handsome face of the man, and he smiled maliciously: "What are you afraid of? You won't lose a piece of meat just by looking at it."

Qing Xiaomo became angry from embarrassment: "Get lost!"

While cursing, he went to get his phone to check what time it was, and after taking the phone over, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

She used to put her mobile phone against the edge of the bedside table when she slept.

Looking up, he looked at him suspiciously: "Did you touch my phone?"

The light reflected the man's eyes brightly, he blinked with an innocent face: "No."

　Master Zui asked the younger one to ask for him, do you miss him? (ps, miss him more or Liang Musheng more?) Answer after thinking about it! “_”

　　
　
(End of this chapter)