How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1355 Little Pudding, My Husband Is Calling You Home 72 It seems like I'm about to peel off three layers of his skin.

Are you really sleepy, or...

Have a crush on the person sleeping on this bed?

During that ten-second period, there were seven or eight people inside and outside the door, but none of them made any sound. It was so quiet that everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

Mu Bufan's height of 189 was blocking the doorway, with one hand in his pocket, his handsome face obviously showed no expression, but in the dark, when he stared at a person for a long time with his wolf-like cold gaze, it was more like an invisible Ling Chi.

Xi Xian is so big, no matter how good-tempered he is, he is also the young master of Jingui from the Xi family, so he has never been stared at like this before.

It was like peeling off three layers of his skin.

He blinked, then slowly got off the bed, stood aside, obediently, as if waiting for him to leave before going to bed.

Pudding coughed lightly, interrupting the dead silence in the room: "Uh, young master, what do you want me for?"

Then Mu Bufan withdrew his shady gaze little by little, but it didn't fall on her little face again.

Chang turned slightly and turned his back to her: "Come with me."

"..."

Is there anything that cannot be said here and has to go elsewhere?

Pudding was full of reluctance, but he didn't dare to say it to his face, so he tightened his clothes and followed up.

Around her, the guard almost followed her closely: "Miss, don't worry, he dare not do anything to you in the presidential palace."

Pudding nodded.

In fact, even if he wasn't in the presidential palace, he didn't bother her much when he was in Mu's house.

It's just that she doesn't like to talk to her. From time to time, she is dragged over to draw blood, and the rest is fine. Occasionally, when she is in a bad mood, she just ignores her directly, and doesn't use beating and scolding her as a vent like the eldest lady. .

It was a bit windy in the yard, she was wearing thin clothes and felt a little cold.

When she looked up, the man in front of her seemed to be wearing thinner clothes than her, with a white shirt, suit pants, and jacket lost somewhere.

But he didn't look cold at all, he seemed to be a little hot, and under the light, he could see the slight sweat on the side of his face.

He didn't walk fast, but his legs were long, and it took her almost three steps to catch up with him.

Looking at it, he suddenly trotted a few steps, and raised his sleeves to help him wipe off the slight sweat.

Before touching it, the wrist was suddenly grabbed by the man with one hand.

The almost savage strength was a kind of strength that should not belong to this handsome, fair-faced, seemingly refined man.

Pudding was unprepared, and she was already close to him. With this tug, she lost her balance and staggered into his chest.

pain……

With a soft nose, she frowned and whimpered.

He lowered his head, and at that moment, the intertwined turmoil in his eyes crashed into her eyes before he could retract them.

"Mr. Mu!"

The guard's expression changed, and he took a step forward: "You have no right to do this to—"

He rushed up a few steps, and before he could save Pudding's wrist from his fingers, he received a heavy blow to his lower abdomen, and his whole body flew out obliquely.

Seeing this, several people who had been on alert all the time pulled out their guns almost immediately: "Let go of Miss!"

"Mr. Mu, I advise you not to act willfully. Mr. President has issued an absolute order. If you threaten the personal safety of the eldest lady, we have the right to attack you at any time, as long as you can't die."

"Mr. Mu—don't force us—"

(End of this chapter)