How can the president be fierce

Chapter 676 It's a pity they didn't make it for you.

At that time, she didn't know Liang Musheng yet, but in her dream, she seemed to be with him already.

She resisted desperately and called his name helplessly.

Then a hand suddenly pulled her out of the chaotic and terrifying night.

There was a bright scene in front of my eyes.

The man's handsome face was magnified in front of her eyes, and her warm palm was pressed against her sweaty cheek: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Well, it was a nightmare.

There was moist light in her eyes, and she opened her mouth, but her throat was so dry that she didn't utter a word.

Suddenly I was wronged, why was he not there when I encountered such a frightening night.

But fortunately, when Gu Meiren reappeared, he was there.

Seeing that she seemed to have lingering fears, Liang Musheng sighed softly, and kissed her forehead with thin lips: "Wait for me."

After finishing the sentence, she got up and got out of bed. After 3 minutes, she came back with a cup of warm milk and handed it to her lips: "Drink some milk to moisten your throat. Look, your lips are dry."

Qing Xiaomo drank a few sips with his hands, and then she relaxed her tense nerves a little. She glanced at the time and found that it was past 6 o'clock.

I didn't want to sleep anymore, so I simply got up and asked while getting dressed, "Where did you get the hot milk?"

It took only 3 minutes before and after, not counting the time for him to go up and down the stairs, and the hot milk should not be so fast.

The man frowned, and said calmly, "Yoji is making breakfast downstairs."

"..."

Yohji?make breakfast?
Qing Xiaomo felt quite fresh.

……

Before going downstairs, the rich fragrance will make the gluttons want to move.

She raised her head and glanced at the man who went downstairs together, and smiled with some mischief: "Oh, you don't need to try this cooking skill to tell the difference!"

Liang Musheng was not angry, and smiled at her inexplicably: "It's a pity that they didn't make it for you."

... who the hell!
In the open kitchen, Yohji was dressed in casual attire, a thin off-white sweater and brown trousers. His every move was full of artistic atmosphere, as if what he was cooking was not breakfast, but a luxurious visual feast.

Gu Mian was also there, just sitting by the bar, looking at his back with an indifferent expression.

Qing Xiaomo can understand her mood at the moment.

Yohji has always been a god-like existence in her heart. He is tenacious, tough, and uncontaminated by the world. Even though he has been working hard outside, every penny he earns is clean.

But now she saw with her own eyes that a rich woman gave him an expensive watch and got into a luxury car with him. This kind of noble image that never bowed down to money suddenly fell to being raised by a rich woman I am afraid that the feeling of going into the dust of the world will be difficult to accept for a while.

Qing Xiaomo quickly understood what Liang Musheng meant when he came over and said, "It's a pity that I didn't make it for you".

This man is so stingy that he only made one breakfast! !

unacceptable! !
Gu Mian remained expressionless the whole time, almost being roughly dragged to the dining table by him.

Qing Xiaomo was still angry, sat where she was sitting before, and took a deep breath, it smells so good, she also wants to eat Korean-style white snow steamed cake.

Liang Musheng put on his apron slowly, and glanced at the reluctant person on the opposite side with a half-smile: "I'm sorry, I don't know how to cook Korean food, how about a bacon fried egg?"

If you don't want to eat, you want to eat steamed cakes! ! !
"I do not……"

Snapped--

Suddenly there was an earth-shattering sound behind him.

(End of this chapter)