How can the president be fierce

Chapter 662 Get lost!Get out of here!

"It's still Mr. President who knows himself. There are so many women who love you in this world that the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers can be filled. Why should you find it hard to find me here?"

Such a calm tone, as if all their affectionate paranoia was just a drama to her, chatting to pass the time.

Liang Musheng closed his eyes, as if he was a little short of breath, raised his hand and loosened his tie roughly, and when he approached, his eyebrows and eyes turned into a hormonal storm: "Yeah, but fortunately, I have power and power, If you can't get your heart, it's easy for people who want to get you, and it's good to sleep with you if you have nothing to do."

This, bastard, bastard! ! !

It's the first time I've heard people describe robbery and robbery in such a fresh and refined way.

She gritted her teeth secretly.

"What? Am I wrong? What are you looking at me with such hostile eyes?"

Tonight's Liang Musheng seems to have been stimulated by something, every look and movement, every line is full of stabbing thorns.

Drowsing his eyes coldly, he took out a paper towel to wipe off the sticky fingertips, and smiled: "In this case, how about the three of us not talking about love, but just playing with our bodies? I have played with threesomes before, and it's quite interesting." .”

Another, one, one, no, want, face, of, bastard! !
Qing Xiaomo bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and stared at him coldly.

Liang Musheng looked at her blushing little face with slightly drunken eyes, her thin lips drew an arc of unknown meaning, but she said to Liang Zui: "Then you're probably going to find other men and women, This woman can't bear it very well."

This bitch! ! !

Finally, Qing Xiaomo couldn't control her emotions, grabbed the two pillows behind her and threw one over the other: "Get out! Get out of here!!"

……

A girl in a high school uniform, with straight and slender legs under a short skirt, was coming out of the bedroom while arranging her schoolbag.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.

The president of a country was close at hand, but she didn't feel flustered or nervous at all. She just nodded slightly: "Hello, we meet again."

It seemed that to her, he was not some unattainable president, but just an ordinary friend whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

In the early morning, the sky had just dawned, and the tailor-made handmade suit vividly displayed the tall and straight figure of the man.

He flicked the cigarette ash between his fingers, did not look at her, and his voice was even less emotional: "There is a check for 100 million on the table downstairs, enough for you to graduate from college, don't come here again in the future."

100 million, this is a number that would never dare to be imagined for a high school student who can only earn a few thousand yuan a month.

Gu Mian's naturally curly eyelashes are thick and slender, and her light black pupils shone slightly golden under the light: "If you want to repay what you did before, you don't have to."

The light reflected the man's side face coldly and indifferently. He gave her a half-smile and only repeated one sentence: "Don't come again."

A young girl, but her mind is mature enough to easily sense his rejection.

"understood."

……

The light was a bit dazzling, and the sleeping little woman moved uncomfortably, and a cold little hand was pressed against her cheek.

She was frightened, and opened her eyes in a daze. Little Zhengtai was frowning and staring at her displeasedly: "Mama, are you a pig? The sun is drying your ass."

Qing Xiaomo stared at him for more than ten seconds before realizing that she was not dreaming, and sat up with her aching body: "You...how are you here?"

(End of this chapter)