Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

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A farce ends with Mufeichi's overbearing and unreasonable protection.

It is estimated that Mu Feichi hurried over when he received the news. After leaving Feng Rui to deal with the compensation, he dragged her into the elevator.

Yun Xi couldn't help but think that his uncle threw the noble guest upstairs like this, and ran down to protect the calf himself, and was not afraid to neglect the noble guest.

It's just that for so many years no one has stepped up for her. The feeling of being guarded is so strange and warm.

Going upstairs to the presidential suite, Mu Feichi asked Yun Xi to sit in the living room outside, and he had nothing to do.

Yun Xi did not dare to bother, sitting quietly on the sofa and looking out the window.

After being pushed down from the balcony by Han Yaotian from the last life, she has a sense of fear for the tall buildings.

Fortunately at night, there is darkness and lights entwined everywhere, and there is less fear in seeing the height around.

When Mu Feichi talked about things, she thought about the operation and details of the day after tomorrow.

Originally today's operation, because the patient's condition was delayed for two days, the patient's family knew that her little girl was on the operating table, and she did not agree.

I don't know how Dr. Carol convinced them. The family finally agreed to the operation.

This is the first operation she was born from. She didn't dare to care. The video recordings of the surgery sent in the hospital these days have repeatedly determined every detail.

If she can't complete this operation, let's not talk about saving human relations with the president. Any accident in her life will directly affect her future medical career.

I don't know how long it passed. When Mu Fei Chi came out of the presidential suite, he saw a figure leaning on the sofa and fell asleep.

He turned his head to let Qi Yuan go down and drive, and walked forward lightly.

Sitting sideways on the side coffee table, silently watching the sleeping little man hugging the pillow on the sofa.

Qi Yuan stood at the entrance of the elevator and turned to look at the figure in the living room. From his perspective, he could see the look on the young master's face.

The quiet eyes were soft and gentle, even the light behind him was overshadowed by it.

For a moment, a beautiful word flashed in his mind: "The years are as good as the language of the monarch, as if it were the same as the monarch, and the prosperity and the junior."

The young man in front of him is different from the iron-blooded man he usually sees. Looking at him at the moment, it seems that a back can soften into a pool of water.

A group of people like them tied their lives to the muzzle every day, and no one would know where their tomorrow was.

Feelings are their minefields, and once stepped on, they will either be cleared to avoid mines or planted there for life.

After the young girl appeared, the young marshal repeatedly made exceptions for her, and asked Li Zilan to be her instructor, rushing back to her for the birthday with her injuries, and even granted her the position of the young marshal.

At that time they knew that their wise and powerful "God of War" had been planted in this girl's life.

He watched as he leaned over and picked up the people on the sofa, so cautiously, for fear of disturbing her good dreams.

His gentleness, his overbearing, his unreasonable, all seem to belong to this woman.

As soon as he got into the car, Yun Xi was awakened by the sound of the car starting, opened his eyes and looked around, and sat straight.

She rubbed her eyes and still had Ruonuo who had just woken up in her voice: "Well? Have you finished?"

She glanced at the man sitting next to her, and the lights outside the window fell on his angular side face, inexplicably making people feel very safe.

"After the talk, are you hungry? Take you to eat."

Yun Xi nodded, but felt a little hungry, and directly proposed: "Let's eat hot pot!"

Mu Feichi and Qi Yuan ordered an address, unscrewed the lights in the car, turned out the drawer to find the disinfectant and band-aid, and disinfected the wound on her neck.