President Daddy is super strong

"Madame?"

The servant saw that she was standing on the stairs and didn't go on, so he had to call her out in a low voice.

Hearing this, she seemed to wake up from a dream. First she looked at the person standing at the door downstairs, then at the aunt holding her, showing some unnatural expression. Then she continued to limp downstairs.

Just as the man's eyes were about to move away from her, he suddenly saw her limping leg from the corner of his eyes, and his face suddenly remained unchanged.

Without saying anything, she walked towards her with long legs, and pulled her from the servant's hands. The speed was so fast that neither Muqiqi nor the servant responded.

It was not until she was carried into the sofa in the living room and sat down that she blinked foolishly and realized whether it was a dream or not.

"What's the matter?" A cold man suddenly squatted down beside her and reached for her knee.

She subconsciously dodged, and then some expression unnaturally said: "nothing, accidentally touched."

The dodging leg was pulled back again. She put on her light blue pajamas and rolled them all the way from the wrists to the top of her knees, revealing her red knees. "Is it OK?"

Muqiqi put out his hand and pulled down his pajamas. He continued to say, "it's really OK. It's just a knock. It's not in the way."

No matter what she said, the man stood up angrily, took out his cell phone and called, "Lao song, come home."

Muqiqi is in a hurry: "no need, really don't bother doctor song."

Voice fell, a cold look at her cast over, scared her quickly shut up.

When the phone hung up, he squatted down again, continued to check her injury, and asked her severely, "is there any other place besides here?"

Muqiqi raised his wet eyes and looked at the man with cold face. Weiqu Baba's mouth was flat and his voice was soft and pitiful: "there is ~"

moyanjue's face is darker. He asked her with his brow twisted, "where else can I see?"

She pursed her mouth and pointed to the position of her heart. She continued to say pitifully, "here."

All the anxieties and anger, just because of her coquettish and cute actions and soft voice, all disappeared.

Can't help but point to her forehead, no good airway: "you want to die of anger, right?"

Poor girl's expression is vivid again, blinking at him innocently, "where can I give up? If I piss you off, I will become a widow. I'm not so stupid."

"Ah!" Mo yanjue snorted coldly, squatted beside her body and sat in the sofa, "so you are not stupid?"

Seeing that he was not as serious as before, she reached for his arm and leaned on him. She wished she could glue them together with all-purpose glue.

"If I'm stupid, how can you like me?" Holding his arm tightly, her flattering smile rubbed against him, hoping that this opportunity would give her the chance to continue to work, otherwise she would be crazy to stay at home every day.

"Ah!" Mo yanjue glanced at her and continued to make such an unpleasant voice.

Muqiqi continues to pester him and say all kinds of good things.

Two people are glued together like glue. A sound of hanging around comes from the outside of the door, breaking the beauty between them.

"My God, sir, if you let Brother Yun come, it's obvious that you want to abuse a single dog ~"