Quick Pass System: Don't come here, male god!

Chapter 1182
Gu Xiang turned his head to look, feeling inexplicably relieved.

Just now when she was about to order food, Mu Ziche disappeared and went to take a shower.

At this moment, he was wearing a calf-length white bathrobe, the belt was loosely tied, and under his still hair, he had a contemptuous expression on his face.

Walking over slowly, he put one hand on Leng Boliang's shoulder, before Leng Boliang could push him away, he directly knocked him down.

Then he stepped on his stomach...

"Ouch..."

The man whimpered in pain, his face was full of ruthlessness, and he wanted to stand up.

But how could Muziche give him a chance to fight back?
Gu Xiang walked over and grabbed his arm worriedly.

"Little Che!"

Seeing this, Mu Ziche was not angry, but just smiled at Gu Xiang.

"Xiangxiang. Don't worry, I will do everything beautifully in the future. Don't worry about it."

Immediately, his eyes fell on the man under his feet again, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Including beating!"

As he said that, he couldn't help but speak, like a machine that was activated in an instant, and his fists finally greeted the man in a muddled manner.

I slapped everywhere, but I didn't slap my face...

Mu Ziche remembered the disgusting things he said, and looked at Gu Xiang again.

His Xiangxiang is coveted by many people, so it is inevitable that there will be long nights and many dreams.

very good……

Mu Ziche stood up, looked at Leng Boliang who was moaning in pain on the ground, and kicked his lifeline.

He stomped hard, and the corners of his lips twitched, his voice was lazy and he didn't care, "I'm... doing justice for the sky?"

As he spoke, he laughed.

Gu Xiang was dumbfounded...

She couldn't believe it, was this the little Che she had grown up with since she was a child...

Ruthless, ruthless, decisive!

Leng Boliang was dead, and his clothes were not even wrinkled.

Right now, he was clutching his crotch in pain...his face was sweating profusely from the pain.

Mu Ziche slowly opened the door, looked at the staff who hadn't finished get off work yet, smiled, and put on the appearance of a good boy everyone loves: "Uncles! Help! Uncle Leng's old illness relapsed and he was about to faint!! "

How could they not hear Leng Boliang's wolf howling and howling in the room.

They all heard the sound of getting off work, and because of this, they didn't dare to get off work.

"Hey! Good! I'm looking for an ambulance."

Mu Ziche heard the voice, looked at the man and smiled.
very good!

He likes people like this, those who know current affairs are outstanding, and now this company... is still surnamed Mu.

After the security guard carried the man away, Mu Ziche opened the window in disgust, and sprayed the air freshener everywhere.

He felt quiet, so he walked up to Gu Xiang and looked at her.

"It's been a long time, why are you still in a daze?"

Gu Xiang shook his head...

"I am……"

unbelievable.

Mu Ziche walked over and touched her cheek.

"Did that man touch your face?"

Gu Xiang looked at the man whose face suddenly darkened, but didn't react.

"Ok?"

Muziche looked at her stupid look, and only thought she was acquiescing!
Clasping her waist with both hands, she turned and sat down.

He sat on a chair.

She, on his lap.

Looking at that face, Mu Ziche couldn't help but think of Leng Boliang's expression just now.

He suddenly regretted it.

Regret is just stepping on his lifeline, if I knew it earlier, I should have directly abolished it!
Mu Ziche held her hips with both hands, hugged her and left.

"Hey! What are you going to do! Hey! Mu Ziche, you have a sense of propriety, let me tell you!"

Mu Ziche couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"I tell you, do you want a petty measure?"

In the bathroom, he didn't care what clothes she was wearing, he took the shower head, adjusted the temperature and poured water on her head.

The splashing water flowed down, and Gu Xiang felt that she was about to be drowned!
After washing her face, Mu Ziche wiped her face clean with a towel.

Looking at the rosy face in front of him sprayed with warm water, he nodded in satisfaction.

"very good."

His hands are too dirty to touch Xiangxiang.

(End of this chapter)