How can the president be fierce

Chapter 722 Don't!When I grow up, she will be old and ugly, woo woo woo...

As soon as the door opened, I heard Liang Mobububu's crying.

Xia Huan cautiously exposed her small head from inside, saw Liang Musheng at first glance, immediately swallowed with difficulty, then grabbed Qing Xiaomo and led her into the door, and then closed the door with a bang.

Qing Xiaomo immediately became anxious: "Hey, the suitcase is still outside!"

He completely forgot that a certain president was also locked out, and was only thinking about the things in the suitcase.

In the next moment, a little face mottled with tears appeared in front of his eyes.

Liang Mo hugged her tightly with both hands, crying and twitching: "Mama, Mama, I'm disfigured, woooooo...I'm not handsome anymore, woooooo..."

Qing Xiaomo opened her eyes wide in surprise, all the anxiety before seeing him disappeared in an instant, and all her attention was attracted by the bruise on his forehead.

"What's wrong with your head?" She knelt down, gestured with her fingers, and frowned in distress.

Xia Huan rubbed his hands, with a guilty expression on his face: "I'm sorry, you threw him to me last night, I couldn't hold him firmly, and threw him onto the corner of the table..."

Qing Xiaomo choked.

"I'm disfigured, woo woo...I can't find a girlfriend woo woo..." Liang Mo was still sad.

The injury was quite serious, but it shouldn't be disfigured. It would take at most ten days and a half a month to get rid of the bruises.

Qing Xiaomo patted the back of his head to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, at worst, let Xia Huan be your wife in the future."

"No! She will be old and ugly when I grow up, woo woo woo..."

Xia Huan hated being despised by people for her age the most in her life. When she heard the word 'old', she immediately exploded: "Even in another 20 years, my old lady is still as beautiful as a flower! Have you heard of frozen age beauties? If you talk nonsense, I will beat you up." Believe it or not?!"

"I don't believe it! I don't want an old woman to be my daughter-in-law, woo woo woo..."

"Try saying 'old' again?!"

"How did you get hurt?"

After arguing, a male voice came out of nowhere and instantly froze the entire living room.

The man who was locked out of the door unexpectedly broke in quietly and looked at them expressionlessly.

Xia Huan seemed to be poured a basin of ice water head-on, and the anger in her heart was extinguished with a small 'poof'.

Liang Musheng's gaze gradually fixed on her face, getting colder and more dangerous.

Xia Huan didn't dare to look at him directly, and her little eyes kept flicking to the side for help.

Qing Xiaomo coughed lightly: "That... is actually w..."

Just as I made a mouth shape of 'I', I heard the little guy in my arms say in a childlike voice: "Dad, I fell off the bed last night, hit the corner of the table, and made a big bag."

Qing Xiaomo was taken aback.

Xia Huan was taken aback! !

I didn't expect this kid to be quite sympathetic. One second ago, he was 'disfigured' and couldn't find his wife and refused to give up. The next second, he knew that the little hero saved the beauty.

Liang Musheng's expression was still icy and cold, and it fell on Xia Huan's face without blinking.

Xia Huan froze on the spot, not daring to move, not daring to meet his gaze, almost stopped breathing, and his whole body would melt into a puddle of water under his sharp gaze.

He didn't know whether he believed it or not. After tens of seconds, the man looked away and ordered in an indifferent voice: "Clean up, I'll take him to the hospital for a more detailed examination."

He was in a bad mood, so Qing Xiaomo didn't dare to say more, she hugged Liang Mo silently and got up: "Okay, I'll go and change his clothes..."

(End of this chapter)