Chapter Seventy-Six: Attracting Bees and Butterflies...

Looking at Gong Yifeng who stepped forward...

"It's none of your business, get out of the way!" the yellow-haired fire-haired man yelled at Gong Yifeng.

"Boss, why don't we solve this little white face first?and then accompany this beauty?" The young man behind Huang Mao looked at Mu Yanxin and rubbed his hands obscenely.

Listening to the words that became more and more unpopular, Gong Yifeng had a gloomy face, and then looked at the eyes of the few gangsters in front of him looking at Mu Yanxin, and couldn't bear to walk over...

Leg lift... Punch it... Over-the-shoulder falls...

... Touch...

... Yes... Hurt...

... Eldest brother... I was wrong, big brother...

Looking at a few thugs lying on the ground wailing with injuries on their faces in the blink of an eye, and then glancing at Gong Yifeng, whose hair was not messy, Mu Yanxin suddenly felt that it was good for someone to protect him.

"Alright, let's go!"

Gong Yifeng never bothered to talk about this kind of person who was not saved, and he would never move his mouth if he could do it, and the most important thing was that the way they looked at Mu Yanxin was something he couldn't bear.

Ignoring the sounds of begging for mercy and wailing in his ears, Gong Yifeng walked over, took Mu Yanxin's hand and returned to the presidential palace.

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They didn't let go until the two of them walked upstairs, looking at the bedroom in front of them, the corners of Gong Yifeng's mouth hooked up with an evil smile and asked, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Looking at such a handsome and evil Gong Yifeng, Mu Yanxin felt that she was a little overwhelmed...

Steady a heart that is beating faster and faster, and refused: "Don't, you are now in the review stage, and I want to make a decision based on your future performance." ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Gong Yifeng to answer, he broke free from his hand and ran back to the room.

She has to rest well today, and there is a tough battle to fight tomorrow, so how can she have time to accompany him.

Looking at Mu Yanxin's back as if he was running away, Gong Yifeng smiled evilly, not in a hurry, what he had was patience.

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Early in the morning, Mu Yanxin was called by Mo Lao's phone.

Laboriously getting up from the bed, Mu Yanxin rubbed her temples with a headache.

She has a very bad wake-up gas, if she doesn't wake up naturally, she will have a headache all morning, and she will be in a bad mood for the day.

Mu Yanxin looked in the mirror in a casual suit, her slightly curly long hair was spread out, and her slightly powdered face made her look less young.

If you go out with a face without makeup, others will think that she is still in high school, no way, this face is too young.

After everything was cleaned up, she picked up the gold needle she had auctioned last time and walked to the living room.

"Where are you going?"

Gong Yifeng, who was having breakfast, saw her dressed up and held a gold needle, so she put down her chopsticks and asked.

Mu Yanxin put down the golden needle and sat opposite Gong Yifeng: "I have something to go out."

"Well, don't come back too late," seeing that she didn't say anything, Gong Yifeng didn't continue to ask.

Mu Yanxin: "Don't worry, it's not too late, are you caring about me?"

Gong Yifeng: 。。。。。。

"You're my wife, I don't care who you care about?" Gong Yifeng raised his eyebrows wickedly and looked at Mu Yanxin.

There is another reason why Gong Yifeng didn't say it, after what happened last night, Gong Yifeng felt his possessiveness towards Mu Yanxin for the first time, and didn't want her to spend too much time outside, what if she met someone who coveted her beauty again?

Although her kung fu is good, ordinary people can't do anything to her, for fear that people with status will take a fancy to her and stalk her, Gong Yifeng thinks it's better to accept Mu Yanxin early, so that she won't have to go out every day to attract butterflies.

Listening to Gong Yifeng's words, Mu Yanxin glanced at him, and sighed again that it was good to look good, and the expression of such a ruffian was made by Gong Yifeng.