President Daddy is super strong

Mu Qiqi stutters just finished, and the precious man who sat on the sofa one second before Mingming knows when he has come to her.

With cold air all over her, she stared at her eyes and gave out enough light to kill her.

Mu Qiqi can't help but strengthen his hand holding the door handle.

"Er... If Mr. Mo doesn't want to eat, I'll go to accompany the young master first... Muqiqi feels that if he doesn't leave, he will probably suffocate.

Turn around to escape, but the delicate wrist was forcibly grabbed.

She subconsciously twisted her delicate eyebrows and eyes, trying to break away from the man's containment.

I don't think the strength of a man is frightening. The more she struggles, the tighter she is held.

"Mr. Mo, you hurt me!"

Although it's not a lady who doesn't touch the sun and spring water, she's delicate and delicate no matter what. When she was pulled so rudely by him, her white and delicate wrist turned red directly, and she felt that her skin would be pulled off by him.

Fierce eyes light from her innocent face swept, said rudely: "woman, I advise you to recognize your position, don't come to the game!"

"I don't have... Muqi Qi Qi complex. What are his performances that give him the illusion of being hard to get?

"Not yet?" Sharp line of sight directly fixed on her slightly unhappy eyebrows and eyes, and every part of her beautiful facial features declared her dislike. Then the more humiliating words came out of the man's mouth: "throw in arms, give up arms, don't say, and now start to play virtuous? Woman, do you really think that as long as you stay, you can fly on the branch and become a phoenix? "

"I tell you, you are just a servant I invited to take care of the little young master. For others, I advise you to save yourself!"

Muqiqi's clenched lips were slightly white. There were various emotions in his eyes. He said: "Mr. Mo, please give me 120 hearts. I know my identity from the moment of signing the contract. Apart from taking care of the little star, I have no idea about you."

"By the way, you are not my dish!"

Gently collect the eyes, the heart will be the emotional pressure, muqiqizujiao said this with a smile.

The dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the expression on his face became more gloomy with those words.

Your type is not my dish. This sentence is particularly harsh.

How many women in Cloud City want to climb his bed?

How many women regard him as their husband?

But what did the woman just say?

Not her food?

A brain nerve was inexplicably stimulated. The palm holding her wrist involuntarily used its force. It yanked hard, and Muqiqi was pressed on the cool wall by him. The back in the thin shirt bumped into it heavily, because the tears were coming down.

"Hiss ~" she frowned and instinctively took a breath of cool air. As soon as she was ready to speak, her arms were raised above her head.

Such a close distance makes Muqi's little heart jump uncontrollably.

She didn't dare to look into men's eyes, because she could clearly feel the cold emanating from each other's upper body, and could freeze her to the rhythm of ice in minutes.

But why is the breath on her cheek so hot?