Chapter 2793 Hey, Yandere Male God, Don’t Do Anything Bad 15 (Update)

He didn't know that if his leg disease didn't occur, he would look just like ordinary people.

But in fact, it can't bear much gravity at all, let alone lift a little girl weighing more than 100 pounds.

The assistant pen bodyguards looked at each other, but in the end they swallowed back the advice they wanted to say.

Now they can only shorten their BOSS as much as possible, which is a waste of body time.

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Number 666 trotted next to Mu Junhao, who was holding his master. He glanced at his tense lower forehead and waggled his tail proudly.

Do it!

Just go to death and do it!

This time, your wife was bullied by you, waiting for you to recover your memory and chop her off.

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Assistants and bodyguards protected their boss all the way, fearing that he would lose his legs and fall while holding the little girl in his arms.

After finally getting to the car, I wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but I saw that their boss seemed to be addicted to hugging, and even put the little girl on his lap.

If he hadn't known about Mu Junhao's personal order, he would have watched helplessly as the little girl's knees were beaten 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 that close.

As soon as the car drove into a villa, the old housekeeper and his servants hurried over and opened the door for Mu Junhao.

Before he could see clearly what was going on inside the car, he was startled by the strong smell of blood.

"Master!" The old housekeeper exclaimed in fright, and saw Mu Junhao getting out of the car with a sullen face.

Although there were blood stains on his body, it obviously did not belong to him.

The old housekeeper subconsciously looked at the assistant who got out of the car, only to find that his young master uncharacteristically bent over and got into the car again. When he came out again, he already had an unconscious little girl in his arms.

The little girl's thighs and feet were soaked with blood, but the young master didn't seem to notice it at all.

"Master, let Hong hold this young lady! Your legs..." the housekeeper said with great concern.

But Mu Junhao seemed not to hear it at all, and the movements of his feet became a little faster.

If you didn't look carefully, no one would notice that his thin lips were pressed into a straight line at this moment.

In fact, his legs were already a little aching. If he continued to hold on, he might not be able to stand up for a week.

But he has never been in the habit of giving up halfway.

Since he had just taken the initiative to hug Luo Liyan, he naturally carried her back to the room in an orderly manner.

As for my legs...

Then wait until she wakes up and take care of her.

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Because Mu Junhao's health was not good, the family doctor always lived in the villa.

So as soon as he put Luo Liyan on the bed, the servant led the family doctor in.

Luo Liyan was wearing a long bohemian-style dress. As soon as the doctor's fingers touched the skirt and wanted to lift it up, Mu Junhao felt an inexplicable anger surge in his heart. .

"Stop!" He gritted his teeth and growled fiercely.

There was a bit of urgency, as if the family doctor was afraid that he would be slow to shout, so the family doctor lifted up Luo Liyan's skirt.