How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1327 Little Pudding, My Husband Called You Home 44 If you must blame him, that's fine too.

"It's beautiful." She sighed.

Shen Yushen was standing by the side, but he was not in the mood to relish the fireworks. He just focused on watching her eat with a bulging mouth, and couldn't help swallowing: "Is it really so delicious?"

She immediately handed over the bunch in her hand.

Although Shen Yushen's family environment is not rigid about details, it is true that he has never eaten at a roadside stall, and he always feels unhygienic.

But watching her take a bite of the skewer and hand it over, I suddenly became interested in trying it.

He bent down and just opened his mouth, before touching the piece of meat, the back collar of the little woman sitting on the small bench suddenly tightened, and then the whole person was picked up out of thin air with the skewer in her hand.

Putting his feet off the ground, he looked up with difficulty, only to find that the tall and strong head of the guard who had followed the young master all year round was staring at him expressionlessly.

Uh……

Why bother, what kind of enmity or resentment is it?

She just came out to watch the fireworks and eat a skewer. If you have something to say, why do you want to do it?How barbaric.

"The young master's order, let me take you back."

After the chief guard left a sentence, without giving her any room to bargain, he carried her up the steps as if he was carrying a kitten.

With a distance of more than a dozen steps, Shen Yushen's eyes just wobbled at the people in the black car parked above.

As for Mu Bufan, his eyes are very beautiful and clean, but it seems that that's all. According to Liang Mo, he is just a working machine without a soul.

The three words "soulless" describe it very well.

Seven emotions and six desires, these emotions, if you want to find a little bit from him, it depends on luck.

Like...now.

If it was just doubts before, then the behavior of the Prime Minister of the cabinet, who is now coming to arrest people with injuries, has silently foreshadowed something.

All these years, he locked her in Mu's house and didn't allow her to take a step. Whether he simply wanted to find someone for his sister to bully, or was he afraid of being seduced by other men, I'm afraid only he himself knows.

……

The windows slowly go up.

Mu Bufan closed his eyes, even if he was sitting in a completely enclosed space, he was still sitting in an upright and standard posture, with a lofty and noble profile.

Pudding peeked at him with his small eyes, lifted the corner of his clothes and wiped the greasy corners of his lips, and smiled dryly: "Eldest, young master..."

She made a flattering sound, but didn't get the slightest response from the man.

Although there are very few words of God's death, it is also rare that when the aura is so cold, it is clearly angry.

It's better not to provoke him yet.

She swallowed, and carefully rubbed to the side, leaving enough safe space for herself.

Outside the car window, the smoke gradually dissipated.

The night seemed to be dyed red by the colorful colors, still refracting a blurred light, and the man's slightly pale and handsome face was reflected through a car window, showing some traces of coldness and coldness.

In less than 5 minutes, the news about the president's wife suddenly crying and looking for someone outside Liangcheng University has been uploaded all over the Internet.

The heavy stone that was vaguely pressing on the chest was finally lifted.

He lowered his head, and in the dimly lit car, he saw a well-fed little woman leaning against the car window, already sound asleep.

Shouldn't have sneaked out.

She shouldn't have run out secretly.

If you want to blame, blame Shen Yushen.

If...you must blame him...

Also.

(End of this chapter)