Black-bellied president, love is too much!

Chapter 445 Your man's heart is hurt, don't you care? !
"You are mine, you are mine!...Only I can hold you, I can kiss you, I can sleep with you! No one else can!"

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"You said you loved me!

You gave birth to a child for me, you have been single for me for many years, you have suffered so much, because of this setback, did you escape into Chen Hao's arms? ! ...

Xia Haiqing, I am hurt by you!My heart hurts! ! ! ...

You indeterminate woman!Your man's heart is hurt... don't you care? ! "

Mu Ziyuan rolled on the ground, hugged his heart, and roared towards the sky.

The spice Mu Zhengchun was extinguished when he came, and it was not re-ignited when he left, so when Mu Ziyuan went crazy, the effect of the medicine faded.

He gradually gained strength, and he could flexibly control his limbs, allowing him to stand up from the ground.

Mu Ziyuan discovered this problem, quickly got up from the ground, strode to the stone gate, and kicked the stone gate with hands and feet.

Shouting: "Open the door! Let me out!..."

He used too much force, blood came out from his fist, the toe of the leather shoe was worn out, and the big toe hit the hard stone door directly, blood was dripping in a short while, and the nail cover was broken and embedded in the flesh and bone.

But he still kicked without pain——

After tossing for an hour, I didn't get any response from anyone.

Mu Ziyuan seemed to have just thought of the solidity and sound insulation of the Shimen, and quickly lay down in the stone trough where Shimen delivers food and yelled:

"Open the door for me!... Ask old man Mu Zhengchun to come see me!"

The Mu family soldiers were well-trained, even though they heard Mu Ziyuan's roar from outside the door, they should not have Mu Ziyuan without Mu Zhengchun being ordered.

Mu Ziyuan was so angry that he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, threw it out of the stone trough, and hit the nearest Mu Jiabing's calf.

He pointed at the soldier:
"It's you! Are you deaf? Either open the door for me, or send me a message!"

Mu Jiabing was like a clay figurine, he didn't even move his eyes when he was hit, and his mouth was tightly closed as if stuck in glue.

"FACK!" Mu Ziyuan punched his fist hard, bursting out with foul language.

He leaned against the wall to rest for a while, and then he remembered that Chen Hao and Xia Haiqing's engagement date on the news was set on the [-]th day of the eighth lunar month.

So what date is it now?
Time has passed, has it not?They were engaged?Married?Could it be already in bed...

These thoughts made Mu Ziyuan even more flustered. During this period of time, he was in a daze, and he didn't know the date of the month. After escaping, he found a data cable for charging the phone, and then charged the phone that was turned off. boot.

The time after the phone was turned on was not accurate, so he didn't pay much attention to it, not to mention that he threw the phone out now.

Mu Ziyuan inserted his big hand into his hair, suffering greatly.

He climbed to the stone slot again and asked, "Who the hell can tell me what is the current lunar month?!"

There was only the sound of fiery red maple leaves falling to the ground, and his echo...

Mu Ziyuan was completely in despair.

He walked along the stone door with his head in his arms, squatting on the ground.

He had no choice but to follow Mu Zhengchun's instructions and wait for the person delivering the dinner to pass on a message to him.

It wasn't until night fell that the servant who delivered the dinner came slowly...

He felt that he had waited a century so long.

——

The servant told the butler about Mu Ziyuan's request to see Mu Zhengchun, and the butler told Mu Zhengchun who was eating.

Hearing this, Mu Zhengchun wiped the corners of his mouth lightly with a silk handkerchief, and smiled triumphantly: "Boy, let's see if I can restrain you."

The old housekeeper: "Then let's go and see the young master? Maybe he has figured it out."

(End of this chapter)