Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao shrank in his arms, clutching his clothes, and was silent for a while.

She felt disgusting when she was touched by that old thing Peng Hai, not to mention being dragged into this room by him. This incident has already left a shadow in her mind.

She was really worried that she would have nightmares.

So ugly, so wretched man, Lan Xiao thought incredibly, how did An Yao endure and be eaten by the other party.

She couldn't help but admire An Yao's psychological quality.

So Lan Xiao thought about it, and wanted to get crooked.

After a while, Lan Xiao slowly recovered from hearing Peng Hai's humming and cursing voices.

An Yao paled with fright, and tremblingly ran over to help Peng Hai.

Peng Hai was so painful that he couldn't climb up on the ground. The fat in that body trembled. An Yao had spent a lot of energy and couldn't help him.

"Well... it hurts me to death, you idiots, but you can't come, catch this stinky kid for me?" Peng Hai was furious and yelled.

The bodyguards reacted a little hesitantly, and several people looked at each other.

The main reason was that Wen Muchu's skills were too fast, and Peng Hai was taken care of when they didn't react.

Moreover, they did not see exactly how Wen Muchu made the move.

I just feel that a gust of wind blows, and people fall to the ground.

How dare the bodyguards get close to Wen Muchu, let alone work with him. With his skill, he can take care of a few of them very easily without any trouble.

"Why, I can't move you anymore? Do you still want to work?" Peng Hai annoyed, his face was pale and pained everywhere, especially the hip bone, which hurts every time he moves. He doubts there. His bones broke.

The bodyguards shivered, afraid to provoke Wen Muchu, the plague god.

They came to Peng Hai very tacitly and slowly helped Peng Hai up.

Peng Hai looked at the unpromising appearance of these bodyguards, he stood up shaky, stretched his feet to kick the nearest bodyguard.

The bodyguard didn't dare to hide, and was kicked back by Peng Hai.

But Peng Hai got involved with the broken bones in the pelvis because of kicking people. His legs were hurting, and with a snap, his legs knelt on the ground fiercely.

This kneeling was directly facing Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered: "Secretary-General Peng, what is this? You give me a junior to kneel down, and I have no red envelopes for you."

With a chuckle, Lan Xiao couldn't help hiding in Wen Muchu's arms, smiling tremblingly.

Red envelope? Fortunately he could figure it out, these words can make Peng Hai vomit blood with anger.

Lan Xiao secretly raised his eyes and saw that Peng Hai's face was blue and white, extremely ugly.

If you add another red, it can be directly turned into a dyeing board.

Lan Xiao suddenly felt relieved.

Peng Hai's face was pale, and his body trembled with anger, and he almost didn't cough up blood.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and get up, a bunch of useless waste."

The other bodyguards bite the bullet and hurriedly stepped forward to help Peng Hai.

Most of the weight of Peng Hai's body rested on the bodyguard. He gritted his teeth and glared at Wen Muchu.

He looked at Wen Mu Chu in a military uniform, gritted his teeth.

"Where do you **** boy Mao come from, nosy? You dare to move me? Tell me, your number name, I want to report to your superiors, let them fire you and never hire."