How can the president be fierce

Chapter 791 Open your eyes and look at me!

She frowned: "Open the window to get some air, pudding hates the smell of smoke the most."

Hearing this, the man glanced at her with emotionless eyes, got up and opened the window, and when he came back, he walked right in front of her.

He raised her small chin with his long fingers, and took a panoramic view of her carelessness: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but I have a lot more endurance."

In the past, whenever he couldn't control a little bit of strength and left some marks on her body, she would complain for several days, but now he seems like a normal person.

Qing Xiaomo looked straight into his eyes, and smiled slightly: "Isn't that the only way to be dissatisfied? Mr. President, you just need to be happy."

Liang Musheng's dark eyes seemed to be full of ink: "Your appearance really makes me lose my appetite."

"For a woman who makes you lose your appetite, leave the busy business of the whole country alone, Mr. President's thinking is really different from ordinary people."

Her indifferent appearance finally irritated Liang Musheng, and he couldn't help but grab her fragile throat with his big hand: "Shut up!! You better shut up the fuck right now!! Knowing that I have been in the past three years 80.00% of my dreams are strangling you to death with my own hands?!! Do you know how desperate I want to see you die in my hands?!!"

Abandoned again and again without regret! ! !

In her eyes, he is not even as good as a pet! !
Three years of torment that would make life worse than death, one sleepless night after another, he desperately anesthetized himself with alcohol to support himself, and exhausted all the strength of the presidential palace to find her. Rather than wanting her to come back to him, it would be better to say He wanted to kill her with his own hands!

Let this woman completely disappear in this world, disappearing completely, as if he had never met her before.

Does this mean that everything about her can be forgotten?

The man's handsome face showed a bit of ferocious traces because of the extreme resentment, the brain and body seemed to have been severed and separated, the huge pain filled the nerve endings, and the world became a vast white.

But the heart is never calm.

She didn't know the dreams Liang Musheng had in the past three years, but she was very clear about how many dreams she had. There were many men's figures swaying in the dream. In the dream, he turned his back to her indifferently. In the dream, Zhou Min tortured her with a ferocious smile. ...

Every time I wake up in a dripping cold sweat, it takes a long time before I have the strength to move my fingers and hug the pudding beside me to seek a little sense of security.

If she hadn't been pregnant by accident, maybe she wouldn't be able to survive now.

When her soul returned to her body again, she felt that Liang Musheng was hugging her whole body, and he breathed her breath unceasingly, her breathing was flustered like never before: "Alisa...don't...don't!! Look at me! You open your eyes and look at me!"

"...Alisa!!"

She frowned and coughed a few times in a suppressed voice.

A few seconds later, something scalding liquid fell on the face.

She opened her eyes, and bumped into the man's wet eyes without warning, scarlet, deep and dark like the depths of a cliff that has been opaque for thousands of years, as if she had been wronged so much.

She thought it was a little funny, but when she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse: "Why are you crying? I, who just came back from the gate of hell, haven't cried yet."

Liang Musheng suddenly hugged her tightly, so strong that he almost embedded her in his body.

(End of this chapter)