The Bodyguard of the Stunning Female President

He Chuan is a coach no matter what, although he wants to live a life that a normal person should have.

Married and had children, but in his flesh and blood, he still longed to fight. He had been in Qingfeng City for several days, his hands were itchy, and he really wanted to find a comparable opponent for a few moves.

After the fuss was over, He Chuan looked at Wang Chang'an who was lying on the ground, and sneered, "How much did you say I was worth?"

Wang Changan was frightened, and lay down on the ground pretending to be dead, without saying a word, how could this little trick escape He Chuan's eyes.

"Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"Why does this sentence sound so familiar?" He Chuan was not afraid of Wang Chang'an running away. It was good that he didn't pass out immediately after that slap, and he didn't have the strength to run away.

When he came to Xiao Mo and Li Qing, he untied the ropes tied to them.

Xiao Mo, who had regained his freedom, aggressively took off his high-heeled shoe, and threw it towards Wang Changan. The head was well aimed, and hit him on the forehead, but he didn't let out his anger, and Xiao Mo took off the other high-heeled shoe. Throw it up.

I don't know if Xiao Mo used too much force, Wang Changan passed out completely this time, and remained motionless.

Xiao Mo was puzzled, and wanted to throw something over, but besides the stone, there was nothing else to throw, so she couldn't bear to throw the stone over.

Although cold, he was still very considerate in his heart, even if Wang Changan treated her like this, he did not intend to kill her.

"Do you want me to pick up your shoes?"

He Chuan smiled mischievously, and did not forget to take a look or two, it was really exciting, this little foot is flawless, and the milky white skin is so attractive no matter how it looks, I really want to take a bite or two.

I didn't understand why the academies under me had a soft spot for girls' feet before, but now I understand.

This is not acquired, it is completely instinct, well, I can't control it.

Xiao Mo realized his gaffe, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his delicate appearance was extremely cute, his ten little fingers were shaking unnaturally: "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions at once."

It's okay, it's good if you don't control your emotions. If you are going to explode, I think your clothes are quite heavy, and it seems that you can use them as weapons.

He Chuan was thinking evilly, he ran to the side and picked up the high heels that were still warm on the ground, and then ran back frantically, obsequiously flattering him.

"Would you like me to help you put it on? I'm just too warm-hearted."

Xiao Mo was speechless, he rolled his eyes at He Chuan, the look in your eyes didn't seem warm-hearted at all, no matter how you look at it, you are a real hooligan.

"No, I'm on my own, it's not safe."

Xiao Mo blinked playfully, he was so cute, He Chuan was stunned for a moment.

Sure enough, the girl is still cute and looks much more comfortable, as cold as a machine, there is no shortage of beauties in the team, many of them are definitely better than Xiao Mo, but they have a cold face all the year round, and even a smile is a kind extravagant hope.

For such a beauty, He Chuan has no idea at all, otherwise, he wouldn't be a baby after all these years.

He Chuan was not discouraged at all after being seen through the evil thoughts in his heart, and continued to speak.

"How about it, your hands were tied just now, it must be very painful, do you want me to rub it for you?"

Xiao Mo didn't bother to pay attention to He Chuan, he just wore high heels on his own, and the trace of gratitude towards He Chuan just disappeared, guessing that his motives for coming to save him were not pure.

But thinking about what happened last night, a flash of shame flashed across his face, and he was so red that he didn't look like it.

He was drunk like that, and this He Chuan didn't do anything to him. It was an exaggeration for a man to do this, and it was enough to gain her trust.

Seeing that Xiao Mo couldn't explain it, He Chuan focused his attention on Li Qing.

"Li Qing, would you like me to rub your hands for you? Although I am a chef, I am also proficient in massage in private."

He Chuan is so skilled that ghosts believe that he is a chef. Although Li Qing is a little innocent, it doesn't mean she is stupid. How can a culinary artist have such a good skill.

"No, I'm afraid too, it's better to be safe by yourself."

Li Qing cruelly rejected He Chuan's 'kindness' and stretched her wrist. It felt a lot more comfortable, and she involuntarily increased her strength, only to hear a click.

Li Qing took a deep breath, and a trace of pain appeared on her delicate face.

"It's twisted."