My husband loves me too much

Chapter 169 177. Get her three bodyguards.

"Ah," Mu Hua stood on the steps, joking with a smile, "It's such a big show, Miss Xia is visiting in disguise."

"It's not because of what happened last time," Xia Miaomiao rolled her eyes.

She was kidnapped, and the media reported it. After that, her father got her three bodyguards, and she followed her wherever she went.

"Who's bodyguard is like a babysitter? It's okay to take too much care, and he's still talking about it." Xia Miaomiao complained with a sullen face, and deliberately amplified her voice when she said bad things. He fired."

It was the masked man who was knocking on the door just now.

He was complained by Xia Miaomiao. Although he didn't speak, he didn't react at all. There was a ruffian smile in his eyes.

Mu Hua thought it was interesting, and leaned close to Xia Miaomiao and whispered to her, "Hey, why is he wearing a mask?"

It's pretty scary at night.

"My dad said that he has a scar on his face, which was left by a fire at home when he was a child," Xia Miaomiao whispered with her back turned, she couldn't do such a thing as poking someone's scar, "However, he is really powerful, four Lin Yan Can't beat him."

Lin Yan, a gentle young lady who has learned judo for ten years.

In addition, she is a medical student and has a good understanding of human body structure, so she knows where the most deadly attack is on the enemy. Ordinary hooligans can't get close to her body and their bones will be broken.

Mu Hua leaned against the door, and raised the end of her eyes slightly when she smiled, "Do you compare Lin Yan with professional bodyguards?"

"That's all I'm going to say," Xia Miaomiao said casually, "Bo Qijin can definitely do it, he looks like the kind who can hit the abdominal muscles very well."

Mu Hua carelessly fiddled with her long hair, with a smile in her eyes, "Don't mention this person in front of me in the future."

"What's wrong? You can't even mention it?" Xia Miaomiao smiled, and suddenly remembered, "That's right, he's a scumbag, and even teases you even when his girlfriend is pregnant. I'll scold him every time I see him in the future!"

The masked bodyguard reminded again, "Miss..."

"I got it, I got it!" Xia Miaomiao yelled at him angrily, "Mumu, I'm leaving, I'm coming back to bring you a gift."

Xia Miaomiao walked hurriedly.

Jiangcheng is slowly entering autumn, and the temperature in the evening is very comfortable, neither cold nor hot.

After sending Xia Miaomiao away, Mu Hua didn't enter the house, and asked Uncle Zhou to help her take out the computer and watch a movie in the yard.

Bo Qijin's car stopped outside Mu's villa 10 minutes ago, with the window half down, he could just see the sycamore tree in the yard of the villa.

Xia Miaomiao is an international supermodel. Many parts of her body have been individually insured, especially those two long legs. Standing together with her, Mu Wei will not be compared at all. Many fashion magazines have photographed the two of them on the street. Shooting, although they all have good legs, each has its own temperament.

Before the sun set, the setting sun dyed half of the sky red.

Bo Qijin looked away and pressed his temple.

Mu Hua didn't wear much, and didn't care too much about it in her own home. She sat as comfortably as she could, and watched the movie with her legs resting on the flower bed.

"Miss Mu, you're gone."

Mu Hua raised her head and met the man's eyes.

He leaned lazily at the door, the afterglow of the setting sun fell behind him, and the smile in his black eyes was a bit ruffian.

Mu Hua regained her senses, and heard three words from his mouth, "Black."

Go bare, black.

Mu Hua came to her senses, pulled down her skirt, and threw it at Bo Qijin no matter what was in her hand.

Uncle Zhou was about to go out to buy groceries. When he saw Mu Hua, her face was flushed with the setting sun, as if she was drunk.

"Huh? It's a good computer, why did you throw it on the ground?"

　First of all, let’s keep a low profile, my darlings, let’s have fun quietly, you can say anything in the comments, but don’t talk about driving. I’m really afraid of being targeted and reported by interested people. It’s not like this has never happened on the website.

　　I roughly counted, and the comments in the bookstore are enough, more than 30, and the red sleeves on this site are barely enough, so today I will add more chapters for everyone, 4 chapters.

　　This card has a bold idea, since 30 is okay, so is 40 okay, is it OK for us to play again next weekend?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)