Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Lin Ruoxi looked up at the man, Fu Qinglun entered the room and lifted his long fingers to unlock the suit buttons, and threw the suit on the soft big bed in the room. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, copied the trousers pocket with one hand, and took out the phone with one hand He looked at the business documents inside.

Lin Ruoxi's eyes showed obsession. She hadn't seen him for a long time. He stayed away from Yecheng for four years, and when he returned, he had already been blessed as the Lord of Gudenburg.

She had no chance to connect near him.

Four years allowed him to become a man's golden age from 31 to 31. Over time, he became more beautiful and more respected.

However, what is most fascinating about him is that his temperament is still so clean and elegant.

This is where he fascinates her so much.

"Mr. Smithson, I'll take a bath first." Lin Ruoxi started.

Fu Qinglun didn't raise his eyes, but just responded lightly.

Lin Ruoxi entered the bathroom.

...

In the shower room, Lin Ruoxi, who was taking a bath, wore a suspender nightdress, and she looked at herself in the mirror with this beautiful little face.

Lin Shizhen's face was really expensive. She had a facelift several times and spent more than 10 million yuan.

However, she was satisfied.

Looking at this stunning little face in the mirror every day, she felt that she was Lin Shizhen.

Lin Shizheng can get the supreme favor of Fu Qinglun.

For so many years, this pet has never faded.

It really makes all women's eyes red.

Lin Ruoxi pulled down the neckline of the sling, then turned into the room with satisfaction.

In the room, Fu Qinglun was still by the floor-to-ceiling window, but he was already sitting on the sofa, sitting on the sofa's armrests. He had a slender waist with a black belt, half-hipped hips, and two proud long legs. Stretch forward arbitrarily, as the legs are too long and the pants are cut into nine points.

Lin Ruoxi looked at him admiringly, every detail of this man was so exquisite.

She lifted her feet forward.

Fu Qinglun was working on the file. At this moment, two fine white jade legs broke into his lowered eyes, and he slowly raised the handsome eyelid.

Lin Ruoxi stood in front of him, with long wet hair and a flushed face. He really wanted to say that he was still cozy, "Don't work, go to bed earlier."

Fu Qinglun looked at the small beautiful face with a big slap, and picked a good-looking sword eyebrow. He slowly stood up.

He was tall and stood taller than her when she stood up.

Lin Ruoxi softened and stepped back unconsciously.

Fu Qinglun stepped forward, approaching step by step, "I just fell asleep at seven, there is no entertainment?"

Entertainment?

Such suggestive words were so ambiguous-Lin Ruoxi took a few steps back, then hit his knees against the edge of the bed, and she fell straight into the soft big bed.

With a dark sight, Fu Qinglun knelt on one bed with her knees, and Yulong's body stood above her.

Form a captive attitude.

Lin Ruoxi softened into water, and he wished he had undressed and rushed up now.

But she can't forget that she is Lin Shimao, the cold temperament of Lin Shimao, it must not be the hot one in bed.

She looked vaguely at the man on her body and asked knowingly, "What entertainment?"

"You forgot what we did last night?"

Lin Ruoxi suddenly became jealous and mad, Lin Shizhen must have gone to his bed last night.

However, she is also in his bed now!

Lin Ruoxi murmured, "I haven't forgotten, last night ... you bullied me."

Fu Qinglun squinted at those cold black eyes, he reached out and touched her little face.

He touched it!

Lin Ruoxi quickly closed her eyes, nervous, looking forward, her heartbeat was about to pop out of her throat.

But waited, didn't wait for his palm to fall.

She opened her eyes, and saw Fu Qinglun's long fingers catching the black suit that was pressed under her, and pulled out, "You go to bed early."

He got up and got out of bed and left the room.

he's gone?

It seems that a basin of cold water has been poured from the top of Lin Ruoxi's head to the bottom of his feet, but he left?

He didn't come to touch her just now, but took away his suit.

...

Three days later, the feast of country Z is over, so the lights on the thousands of miles outside the floor-to-ceiling lawn are bright and bright.

There is an entertainment venue on the ground floor of the White House. You can play cards and drink to gamble on women.

Fu Qinglun came to a luxurious box and pushed in.

"Mr. Smithson, are you here?" The boss inside said quickly.

Fu Qinglun nodded, then sat on a sofa.

He glanced at the man next to him, "Did you play cards?"

Gu Mohan leaned lazily on the sofa with a black shirt on his body. The lines of his shirt crossed from Ying Jing's shoulders to his scapular bone, forming a handsome and noble flowing line. With a cigarette in his fingers, he was swallowing clouds.

There are tables next to it, and several bosses are playing cards. Gu Mohan did not play.

He was smoking alone, deep and restrained, and frowned slightly.

Exhaling a spit of smoke, Gu Mohan faintly glanced at Fu Qinglun, "No spring night?"

Fu Qinglun hooked his lips, "Look at you alone to accompany you."

Gu Mohan replied, "Go back, I despise you."

Fu Qinglun kicked him directly.

A shoe print was added to the trousers, Gu Mohan slowly hooked his lips, and smiled brightly.

A waiter came over and poured a little wine for Fu Qinglun. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The bosses who played the cards kept smoking, and the man was still joking. "Mr. Le, I heard that you married a young wife. What about her mouth that made you uncomfortable?"

"Of course it's comfortable! I tell you, to prove whether a woman really loves you, it depends on whether she can lower her body and lower her head to serve you." ...

The boss over there laughed.

Gu Mohan has no expression. He has been immersed in shopping malls and is accustomed to these slang words, but Fu Qinglun raised his eyes and Qinghan's dark eyes looked at them.

Attracted by the topic just now.

Gu Mohan glanced at Fu Qinglun, and grinned with thin lips, "Why, Lin Shizhen did not bow his head for you?"

No.

of course not.

He had been with Lin Shizhen for a long time, but two people stumbled, and sometimes she didn't let him go to bed.

Although he knew that, he didn't want to.

Love-love is in his opinion a perfect blend of things, not so color-love.

Gu Mohan smiled and glanced at him, "Pure enough."

Fu Qinglun had no opinion on the evaluation of these three words. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Han, "Why, Tang Moer bowed his head for you?"

Gu Mohan didn't speak, took the cigarette between his fingers to his thin lips, took a deep breath, and a gangster's style showed a bit of evil spirit.