Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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However, this man has a fatal flaw, and that is that he is incompetent.

It was a pity Lin Shiji made a double sound in her heart.

She made a small difference, and a low-alcoholic voice sounded in her ear. "What do you want, focus on it."

Lin Shizhen looked at him.

After turning her face like this, she realized that the faces of the two people were close together, and if her red lips were wiped away from his handsome cheeks.

She froze.

Fu Qinglun looked at her, and glanced down at her red lips, as if her cheek had been numb.

He smelled the fragrant fragrance from her, and the raised man's throat rolled up and down twice, and he asked dumbly, "What do you kiss me?"

"..."

Lin Shizhen blinked Yu Jie, and there was a little laziness in the pure, wasn't it that he turned his face over?

Get cheap and sell well, it will be installed.

Lin Shizhen reached out and put a strand of hair on his cheek behind his ears, revealing the beautiful lines and contours, "Mr. Smithson, I'm sorry."

Fu Qinglun pursed her thin lips and said nothing.

"Poetry, don't talk anymore, let's go quickly!" Tang Moer urged at this moment.

Fu Qinglun ordered a card, "Go this."

Lin Shizheng was not sure, "Is this right?"

Fu Qinglun reached out his hand and walked out the card.

Tang Moer cheered, "I won again, get money for money."

So Lin Shizhen watched that all the chips in front of him were taken away.

"..."

What does it mean?

Lin Shizhen looked at Fu Qinglun with a terrified look. Was he ... on purpose?

Lose money on purpose?

Fu Qinglun's eyes narrowed, and Qing Han's dark eyes fell on Lin Shizhen's small face, slowly lifting his thin lips. He smiled and looked good. "Miss Lin, come, let's count as you lose me how much is it."

...

In the cloister.

Fu Qinglun copied his trousers pocket with one hand, "Miss Lin, you lost me a total of 80 million. How do you plan to pay me back, I will tell you the account number, and you will call the money directly?"

Lin Shizhen knew that Mo Er had sold her.

Sold to this Mr. Smithson.

Lin Shizhen raised Yanyu Liumei, "Sorry, Mr. Smithson, I don't have 80 million."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Lin Shizhen lifted her red lips, suddenly stepped forward, and approached a man who stood upright like a jade. Her beautiful apricot eyes were bright and touching like spring rain, "Mr. Smithson, otherwise ... my flesh-compensation Right? "

Meat-compensation?

These two words made Fu Qinglun's handsome eyebrow move. He lowered his voice and looked at her small slap face. "You mean it?"

Lin Shizheng took another step forward, and Fu Qinglun's erect back pressed against the wall.

Looking at it from a distance, it seemed like she was tender, and she pushed the man against the wall.

Lin Shizhen looked at him so closely. His handsome features were plated in champagne gold palace lights. The man in the white shirt and black trousers was flowing noble blood. Standing still was better than those posing male models. Be charming.

She resisted him, he didn't move, the bangs with broken foreheads covered, a little clear and gentle.

He should be the one that hurts the woman.

Whether it's on or under the bed, a woman can come on him.

"If you pay for the meat, I won't lose it, after all ... you look so handsome and look so good."

She said he was handsome and beautiful.

In fact, Fu Qinglun did not care about his own appearance. Of course, whether it was the former owner of the Fu family who was in power in Yecheng or the owner of the young castle in Gutenberg, he was fascinated by a lot of women.

Now she praised him, and his heart was filled with joy.

Today the hair is not made in vain.

Fu Qinglun was still copying his trousers pocket with one hand, his eyes were tightly on her, and the low-alcohol voice was rippling soft, "I just look good?"

"Yep?"

Fu Qinglun slowly lifted her thin lips, "I'm still rich."

"..."

Is he showing off his wealth?

"In addition to being rich, I have identity, status, and power." Fu Qinglun continued.

Lin Shizhen raised his red lips and smiled, this man ... grandma's, very cute.

She reached out her hand and touched her raised belly. "But I have a baby in my belly."

"Buy one, get one free, I earn."

Talking, Fu Qinglun stretched out her big white palm and touched her raised belly.

He had long wanted to touch.

But didn't feel it, Lin Shizhen took two steps back and avoided it.

Fu Qinglun's big palm froze in the air, he raised his handsome eyelid to look at her.

Lin Shiquan smiled, "Mr. Smithson, even though you are very good, but your body has hidden problems in that area, I just want to meat-compensate you just to make you play."

Fu Qinglun's handsome features suddenly sank. What did she say, how dare she play him?

"you…"

"Mr. Smithson, are you ashamed to anger?" Lin Shizhen straightened her beautiful back, the smile on her face disappeared, and even Qingli's voice revealed a little bit of sorrow and sarcasm. You are also teasing me at the table, I just give it back to you! "

When Fu Qinglun was about to turn his thin lips into a cold arc, he suddenly realized that a problem must be reversed.

He was too anxious, but made her vigilant and repulsive.

She is too intelligent.

"Mr. Smithson, I know Mo Er wants to match us, but now I explicitly refuse you, we are not possible, the man I am looking for in the future will first bring me sexual blessings, let alone seven times a night, but also let me High and low. "

As Lin Shizhen glanced down, he glanced at his trousers. "Obviously, Mr. Smithson cannot satisfy me."

After speaking, Lin Shizhen turned and left.

Just after taking a step, a big white palm leaned over from behind, clasping her slender wrist.

Fu Qinglun shoved hard, and the two changed positions, and Lin Shizhen was reached on the wall.

"Mr. Smithson, please take care of yourself and let me go!" Lin Shizhen put out two small hands to push him.

Fu Qinglun avoided her raised belly as much as possible, but did not dare to use her strength, but his handsome facial features were blue and hazy under his eyes. "Now talk about self-esteem, who said that I can't satisfy you?"

"..."

Fu Qinglun held her soft, boneless hand, "Is X incompetent, let you know now."

He pressed down her little hand.

What does he want to do?

Lin Shizhen's Qingli's Tongren shrank suddenly. She and the man only met each other. He even grabbed her little hand to touch him?

"Release your hand!" Lin Shizhen forcedly retracted her little hand, so she didn't touch it.

The small slap face steamed out two reds because of shame.

Fu Qinglun stared at her fiercely, her big palm clasping her slim waist, and holding her delicate body, she pressed it into her arms.

"Reluctant to touch, then feel well!"