How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1376 Little Pudding, My Husband Calls You Home 93 Dare to Come to the Presidential Palace Presumptuously!
Mu Bufan's thin lips stopped there, and his cold eyes fell on her small face for a long time.

Pudding's hands and feet were cold under his stare, and he didn't dare to vent his breath.

He was afraid that if he moved, he would suddenly get angry, and then beat her head and face like the young miss used to beat her.

She was a petite and weak girl, it was fine if she was whipped twice by the eldest lady, but if she was beaten twice by him, she still had to lose half her life?
Forget it, let it be calm for a while.

The enemy does not move, I do not move.

Then in the next moment, I suddenly heard the voice of the rescuer: "Miss—"

Chief of Guard! !

She raised her head suddenly, as if she had finally found a backing, she got out of his half-pressed arms, and went downstairs slowly, with joy in her eyes: "You are here, you are here, you are finally here."

The chief guard rushed forward to protect her behind him.

"He didn't do anything to you, did he?" A slightly tense voice said.

Pudding shrank behind him, feeling terrified: "No, not yet."

Otherwise, it would not be pudding hiding behind him now, but a fat pudding with a blue nose and a swollen face.

"That's good."

The chief guard said, and turned to look at Mu Bufan who had slowly straightened up and turned around leisurely.

Sternly scolded: "Mr. Mu, it seems that the last time Mr. President locked you in confinement, you haven't learned the lesson you should have! Tonight you acted on your own initiative and injured the five guards who followed you. Send it to the backyard, or plan to go in by yourself?"

Too embarrassing!

If it weren't for the fact that he just had his blood drawn today and his body is obviously weaker, I really want to have a good fight with him!
Don't even look at the dangerous situation of the Mu family now, how dare to come to the presidential palace to be presumptuous!
To put it bluntly, isn't it because the eldest lady can't live without his blood that she is so unscrupulous?
Because of this, no matter how outrageous things he did, Mr. President could only bear it. He could not hurt him with his hands, and he had to send someone to bring him the best blood-enriching decoction every day.

Under his angry gaze, Mu Bufan put one hand in his pocket and walked down leisurely.

When they passed by each other, when she lowered her head, her indifferent eyes swept over Pudding's small face shrunk behind him, and she clearly saw her raise her little chin, and gave him another very provocative look.

Not bad, very good.

The thin lips pulled out a little curve, so faint that it was almost difficult to distinguish, but the cold breath that burst out at that moment suddenly spread around.

"Go and make me a supper, and bring it to the backyard yourself." Yun Danfeng said lightly, and then left calmly.

Chief of Guard: "..."

He said he wanted supper, so it must be sent to him.

If you let Mr. President know that he was hungry and failed to recover in time, which would affect the time for the next blood draw, he might be angry.

He even cut his workload by two-thirds and let others take over.

In addition to weakening the real power in his hands, the more important thing is that he is afraid of tiring him and affecting his recovery.

Forced to hold back a breath, he turned and looked at the little woman behind him: "Miss, I'll take you upstairs first."

Pudding raised his head and gave him a grateful smile: "Thank you."

The crescent moon is curved and has a very beautiful shape.

The guard raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.

While going upstairs, he proposed: "Mr. President and his wife are not in the presidential palace, miss, do I need to report this matter to the young master?"

　Mu Xiaofan: My husband-to-be is so kind to me...“_“

　　
　
(End of this chapter)