He didn't know that if his leg disease didn't attack, he would look like an ordinary person.
But in fact, it can't bear much gravity at all, let alone pick up a little girl who weighs more than 100 kilograms.
The assistant and the bodyguards looked at each other, but finally swallowed the persuasion they wanted to say abruptly.
Now we can only shorten their BOSS as much as possible, which is a waste of physical time.
[System prompt: Congratulations to the host for eliciting Mu Junhao's possessiveness, favorability value +10, current favorability value is 15, reward 10 Golden Peas, and there are currently 25,076 Golden Peas!]
No. 666 trotted along beside Mu Junhao who was hugging his master, glanced at his tense forehead, and wagged his tail proudly.
do it!
Just do it to your death!
This time your daughter-in-law was bullied by you yourself, wait for you to recover your memory and chop it off.
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The assistants and bodyguards protected their own boss all the way, for fear that he might lose his leg and fall while holding the little girl.
After finally getting into the car, I wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw that their boss seemed to be addicted to hugging, and even put the little girl on his lap.
If he hadn't known Mu Junhao's personal order, he would have watched the little girl's knees smashed to pieces.
They may firmly believe that this little girl is their future president's wife.
After all, the relationship between the old lady and the boss is not so close.
As soon as the car drove into a villa, the old butler led the servants and rushed over immediately, and opened the door for Mu Junhao.
Before he could clearly see the situation inside the car, he was taken aback by the strong smell of blood.
"Master!" The old butler exclaimed in shock, and saw Mu Junhao get out of the car with a sullen face.
Although there were blood stains on his body, it obviously didn't belong to him.
The old butler subconsciously went to see the assistant who got out of the car, but found that his young master bent over into the car again uncharacteristically, and when he came out again, he was already holding an unconscious little girl in his arms.
The little girl's thighs and feet were soaked in blood, but his young master didn't seem to notice it at all.
"Young master, this young lady should be hugged by Ah Hong! Your leg..." said the housekeeper with great concern.
But Mu Junhao didn't seem to hear it at all, and his feet moved a little faster.
If you don't look carefully, no one will notice that his thin and cool lips have been tightly pressed into a straight line at this moment.
In fact, his legs are already aching a little now, if he persists, he might not be able to stand up for a week.
But he has never had the habit of giving up halfway.
Since he wanted to take the initiative to hug Luo Liyan just now, he naturally carried her back to the room in a thorough manner.
As for my legs...
Then when she wakes up, she will take care of it.
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Because Mu Junhao's health is not good, the family doctor has always lived in the villa.
So just as he put Luo Liyan on the bed, the servant led the family doctor in.
Luo Liyan was wearing a long bohemian skirt, and the doctor just touched the tail of the skirt with his fingers and wanted to lift it up, but Mu Junhao felt an inexplicable ruthlessness in his heart. .
"Stop!" He gritted his teeth and growled fiercely.
There was also a sense of urgency, as if he was afraid that if he shouted too late, the family doctor would lift up Luo Liyan's skirt.