Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

In Mu's mansion, Mu Feichi prepared several sets of sportswear that were exactly the same as hers, so that she could change them easily.

After changing into a suit and going down the mountain, Mu Feichi drove the car and just sent the person to the sentry post when a figure rushed up from the grass.

Unprepared, Mu Feichi slammed on the brakes!

The person who stopped outside saw the car flying straight towards him, covered his head and face and screamed.

The brakes are too fast, the stronger the inertia effect!

Yun Xi didn't wear a seat belt at first, so she slammed into the windshield from her seat.

Mu Feichi almost subconsciously put his hand on Yun Xi's forehead, and he didn't care whether the car stopped or not, the only thing in his mind was to be afraid of bumping into her.

The force was too great, and Yun Xi slammed into the windshield. Between the glass and her forehead, it was Mu Feichi's hand.

There was no pain of breaking his head, and there was a soft but strong palm under his forehead.

The muffled sound came, and she suddenly returned to her senses, struggling to sit up eagerly.

"Young marshal...Are you okay?" She just turned her head and saw that he pulled his hand back.

"It's all right." Mu Feichi frowned and turned his head with strong eyes, but worried about her first: "Is it not hurt?"

"I'm fine, but you..."

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, she grabbed his wrist and pulled his right hand over to examine it carefully.

It is estimated that the force of the impact just now was too great, and she could feel a dull pain in her forehead, not to mention that he used the back of his hand as a human flesh cushion for her!

"Five fingers connected to the heart, it hurts?"

She looked at the back of her hand that was already red and swollen, the thick calluses between her fingers rubbed against her tender palm, and she shuddered unspeakably.

"It's okay, don't worry."

"It's all my fault for being lazy. If I wear a seat belt, I won't have an accident!"

Bowing her head, Yun Xi bit her lip apologetically.

What a good lesson, even if it's two or three minutes away in the future, she has to wear a seat belt just in case!

Mu Feichi hooked his lips slightly, and his dark eyes were calm and calm, but they seemed to contain thousands of rays of light.

Her compassion and distress made his whole heart soften.

Withdrawing his hand, he raised his hand and rubbed her head, then turned to look at the figure standing outside the car, his eyes getting colder.

Pushing open the car door and getting out of the car, Mu Feichi slammed the car door and strode to the woman who had run out halfway.

Hearing the footsteps, Han Wanling raised her head in surprise. Before she was happy for two seconds, a big hand clasped her neck!

"Young, young handsome..."

Being pinched by the neck, Han Wanling's eyes widened in horror, with a look of disbelief.

Mu Feichi tightened his hands, pinched Han Wanling and threw it onto the front of the car unceremoniously.

Being thrown onto the front of the car with a bang, Han Wanling's face turned pale in pain!

Being strangled by her neck, she was so breathless that she even forgot to scream!

The sullen man is like a bloody wolf, and his whole body is filled with the murderous aura of the superior!

Han Wanling couldn't help shivering, and moved her claws to squeeze the big hand around her neck.

"Han Wanling, you are tired and crooked, aren't you! It seems that the lessons I have taught the Han family are not enough, and I still don't recognize my own identity! Don't think that you are a member of the Han family and I will not dare to touch you!"

"Young, young marshal... I, I am here to apologize..."

Being strangled by the neck, Han Wanling blushed, and Mu Feichi's military force almost strangled her to death!

Yun Xi took a few wet tissues and got out of the passenger seat. Mu Feichi glanced at her and threw her on the rough road.

As if he had touched something disgusting, Mu Feichi took the wet tissue from Yun Xi's hand and wiped his hands, smashing the tissue on Han Wanling's artificially improved face with disgust.

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"Young commander, you have stripped me of everything, yet you are indifferent! Is it because I am not attractive enough, or are you not good at it?"

She deliberately looked at his lower body, and the sultry look set off her messy chicken coop head, looking very cute.

Mu Feichi half-dazed his eyes, the light in his eyes flickered and flickered, and his eyes were full of danger.

"It seems that I let you go last night and became Mr. Dongguo instead."

"You can't say that. I slept to death last night. If you can't do this, you don't have to make excuses for yourself!"

"I'm not making excuses, I'll just ask you to verify it."

Saying that, he stepped forward, put his hand on her head, and pressed her face on his belly.