How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1398 Little Pudding, My Husband Calls You Home 115 The son-in-law also has the right to privacy, right?
The person in charge who was speaking next to him had already talked so dryly that he was a little lost, when he suddenly heard his voice, he immediately stopped as if he was very sensible.

Don't forget to drink some water to moisturize your smoky throat.

I don't even know what nonsense I've been talking about these three hours, I'm stuck like a dog...

But even if it's really nonsense, no one will hear it, because judging by their appearance, they are almost as sleepy as dogs...

Liang Musheng calmly threw the phone away in the eyes of everyone unanimously saying, "Yes, you took the phone all night", "Hurry up and return the phone to others", "The son-in-law has the right to privacy, too." Liaotou: "What's the hurry? I forgot to bring my mobile phone, and my wife is not feeling well, so I can't borrow it first?"

Everyone was dismayed.

I heard the phone ringing in your pocket just now, okay?Are they deaf when they are old?
Well well, you're the president you're the biggest, you get what you say.

Mu Bufan didn't urge him, and stood up calmly: "I'm going to the bathroom, everyone continue."

Don't leave, you can't stop people from going to the bathroom, right?

Liang Musheng didn't speak, and gave the chief guard behind him a wink. The chief understood and immediately followed closely.

He adjusted his sitting posture casually, and said softly, "Have a rest for half an hour."

A group of old bones breathed a sigh of relief, half an hour is fine, go out and smoke a cigarette to get some fresh air and refresh yourself.

Naturally, Liang Musheng was also tired, and Qing Xiaomo took care of all the matters of Pudding's wedding by herself, and if she didn't like it here, she always chased him for a better opinion.

Even if it's just a wedding for the outside world, it must be held in a beautiful and flawless manner.

He hardly rested these days, and now that he has come to this point, he is also a little out of energy.

I just lit a cigarette, and before I could take a break, the head of the guard suddenly came over with a solemn expression: "Sir, the Prime Minister fainted in the bathroom just now, as if he couldn't hold it anymore, I asked them to help him to the lounge first .”

He had suffered such a heavy punishment, and he was just recovering from a serious illness, so he didn't have to worry about it.

Liang Musheng doesn't care if he can't support it, but the key is that the pudding still needs to be taken from his blood four times a month to extract antibodies. he.

Liang Musheng stubbed out the cigarette, got up and said, "Take me over there to have a look."

If Mu Bufan is lying on the bed so weak that he can't even stand up after entering, then he needs to carefully consider the acting element.

But he was still leaning on the sofa as if he was fine, sipping porridge with his head down, and there was no exaggerated expression other than his pale face.

It's hard to say whether it is really forbearing.

Liang Musheng put one hand in his pocket and stared at him expressionlessly: "I heard you're not feeling well?"

Mu Bufan looked at his nose, nose and heart, and drank the porridge calmly: "It's okay, I'll be fine after a little rest, thank you sir for your concern."

On the contrary, he is very self-aware, and he didn't call him Mr. Yue Zhang sloppily.

Liang Musheng glanced at the time, and said again: "There is nothing to do tonight, and you look tired, so go home and rest first, I should go back too."

After a pause, he looked at the head of the guard with that look: "Send Mr. Mu back to Mu's house."

After thinking about it, I still don't feel at ease: "Since they are already married, they can be regarded as a family, why not go back to the presidential palace together."

(End of this chapter)