The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 22 Dead gay, go away!

For Mu Xiaoran, this place is not home at all. Only now did he understand why Mu Xiaoran had such a resolute expression before entering the Mu family's villa.

She should have known what was waiting for her inside.

The car drove smoothly, and Mu Xiaoran couldn't help but fell asleep. After a fight, she was in a good mood and exhausted.

I don't know when, with a tilt of my head, I fell asleep completely.

The speed of the car was slightly reduced, just to make the little woman in the car sleep more comfortably.

An hour later, the car stopped slowly, and Tang Shaojue suddenly realized that his carefulness just now was all in vain, because a certain little woman was sleeping soundly, and even if there was a thunderstorm right now, she would not be able to wake up.

It's no wonder that I basically didn't sleep last night, and today I've been tossing and tossing for a long time. If I'm not sleepy, I'm going to be a ghost.

Tang Shaojue shook his head, Mu Xiaoran had already become a pretty face, and he could still fantasize, so he couldn't help admiring himself.

Did you lose your taste when you met this woman?
"Eldest young master, she..." Li Mo looked at Tang Shaojue in a daze.

She never thought that her young master would come back with a woman in his arms. Although he was expressionless, she knew that the young master treated this woman differently.

Sea view villa, my young master never allowed any woman to set foot here.

Is it because this woman is important to him?

Tang Shaojue nodded lightly: "Let Wilson come over."

After finishing speaking, Tang Shaojue carried Mu Xiaoran upstairs, but he didn't see that the always gentle Limo's eyes were filled with deep hatred.

She thought that as long as she worked hard enough, she could get closer to Tang Shaojue, and finally stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

But why did a woman suddenly appear?
The appearance of this woman made Li Mo panic.

Li Mo stood there for a long time before she came to her senses. Three years ago, she was able to get rid of one, and three years later, she can do the same!
Moreover, this little girl is still young today, let alone her opponent.

After receiving Limo's call, Wilson drove all the way over, but when he saw the patient on the bed, the corners of Wilson's mouth twitched, and after three seconds of silence, he exploded.

"Young Master Tang, did you make a mistake?"

Wilson was so angry that he jumped, couldn't he take into account the mood of a great expert like him?

Does he have to do it himself for such a little skin injury?
Tang Shaojue said lazily: "That's right, I don't want to leave scars."

Mu Xiaoran's skin is smooth and delicate, like a high-quality mutton jade, which makes people fondle admiringly. He doesn't want such perfect skin to leave blemishes.

Wilson gritted his teeth, and his attitude suddenly turned 180 degrees.

He blinked his big blue eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Tang Shaojue, this girl is pretty good-looking, but you can't just let her fall in love with you!"

Who do you think Wilson is?
He is a world-renowned young expert, and he said presumptuously, I only save people who are destined!
But at this moment, his noble and glamorous reputation was ruined all at once!
In terms of strength, he is not as good as the violent Tang Shaojue. In terms of manpower, he is alone, and he is even more incomparable with Tang Shaojue who has countless younger brothers. Therefore, he can only be a little disgusted with Tang Shaojue.

"stupid gay!"

Tang Shaojue squeezed out the words word by word. There is probably no man in the world more disgusting than Wilson.

Wilson nodded with satisfaction: "Young Lord, I love your constipated expression so much. What do you think should I do? I just developed this, and I will apply it to her sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)