Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Feng Lingxue didn't have any emotional fluctuations in his stunning cold face, "General Manager Gu, you know, I ... I'm very sad."

She can't die.

She won't let herself die.

Gu Mohan picked up Yingqi's sword eyebrows and was very satisfied. At this time, several bosses came over and said, "General Manager Gu."

"excuse me."

Gu Mohan went to the hospitality with the executives.

Feng Lingxue came to the dining table. On the long table, there were all kinds of food and drinks.

Feng Lingxue's hooked eyes fell on a few pieces of candy, and the colored icing was wrapped in small sugar, which looked sweet.

She reached out her cellulite hand and took a piece of candy.

Just turning around, she bumped into a man.

The man's chest was so sophisticated that she bumped into it like a wall.

With a slam, the candy in her hand fell and fell on the man's shiny black leather shoes.

Looking up, it is ... Xuan Ying.

He didn't know when he was standing behind her.

Xuan Ying is very tall, one meter eighty-seven years. The three years of power cutting have made him a dark and powerful aura. As soon as he approaches, the air becomes tense.

Looking at the little candy with a handsome eyelid, Xuanying slowly hooked his lips. "Jiaofang's top brand Feng Lingxue, used to eating mountain and sea flavors, and wore silk satin. Why, you still will now Fancy a little candy? "

A cool tone, full of irony.

His arrival has focused the eyes of those famous Shuyuan ladies. Everyone whispered --- Look at it, Feng Lingxue hooked again-attracted the silver face king!

--- I really don't know shame. Does she think the Silver-faced King will marry her? She doesn't even have the qualifications to be a little sister-in-law!

--- Slut!

Feng Lingxue knows how unpopular she is. In such a prosperous party, all the people who go in and out are high-end names, and the family has a lot of money, only she is a Gillian room.

Coupled with her stunning indifference, she has become the object of attack by all the ladies.

But she didn't care.

Feng Lingxue looked up at Xuan Ying. "Brother Ying, President Gu is still waiting for me, I will go first."

She turned and left.

But the next second, a low, smiling voice rang in my ear, "What do you call me?"

Feng Lingxue stopped and looked back at him.

There was a little smile in Xuan Ying's ink-colored glazed eyes, but he did not reach the bottom of his eyes. He looked at her and asked, "I will ask you again, what do you call me?"

Feng Lingxue felt that her breath was cold and cold, and she changed her voice, "Silver King."

Xuan Ying raised her eyebrows in satisfaction. "Remember, your brother Ying Ying was dead three years ago. You don't deserve to call me like that!"

"Oh." Feng Lingxue looked down at her toes, and there were no emotions in those eyes, "Silver King, can I go?"

"Wipe my shoes clean."

Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes, and she bumped into the man's pair of glazed eyes. He looked down at her, with a bad taste.

"Your candy has stained my leather shoes, now wipe my shoes clean." He repeated with a smile.

puff.

At this moment, the ridicule of those famous ladies Shuyuan sounded, "Look at it, the King of Silver Face is humiliating Feng Lingxue!"

"Deserve it, it's so happy, she deserves it!"

Feng Lingxue's cold face turned pale, one second, two seconds, three seconds ... She crouched slowly in all the mocking sounds.

The tiny white hand stretched out, and she picked the candy in her palm and dragged it tightly.

The palms were dragged to pain.

The elder brother who gives her candy every day is dead.

Her greasy white eyes were red, and her other hand reached out, wiping his shiny leather shoes.

I don't know how long it was, she felt it cleaned, although his shoes were not dirty at all.

She stood up. "Silver King, I've wiped it off and gone."

She turned and left.

Xuan Ying looked at her exquisite and stunning figure. The glazed eyes splattered out of ink, and he bottomed out suddenly. He said loudly, "Dear everyone, today's engagement banquet for President Zhu and the three ladies in the royal family. How about letting Jiaofang ’s top brand Feng Lingxue dance for everyone? "

All eyes looked "brushed", the hall was silent.

Tang Mo'er and Lin Shizhen just came upstairs and wanted to find Jun Xiqing in the makeup artist. When they heard the voice, they also came over.

Feng Lingxue's footsteps stalled again, and she looked back at Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying also looked at her. "They all said that Feng Lingxue was the best at dancing, dancing all over the city, and killing the Quartet. How many men lost their homes in order to watch Feng Lingxue dance, now let Feng Lingxue dance for free, everyone is happy unhappy?"

"Happy! Happy! Happy!"

The men and women in the hall were boiling.

All men's eyes fell on Feng Lingxue's body, like looking at a dancing lady who could not afford it.

And all the women are smiling brightly, it should be ashamed-shame this fox!

"As for what dance?" Xuan Ying's gaze fell on Feng Lingxue. Today she wore a black trench coat without naked skin. This low-key dress is very suitable for someone's engagement banquet. " I heard that the price of each dance of Feng Lingxue is different. Among them, the price is the highest, and no man has paid enough money to watch it, that is ... pole dancing. "

"Let Feng Lingxue dance a pole dance for everyone for free, how?"

The whole audience exploded, saying that the dancers in the world were not as good as Feng Ling Xue, of which she was hung on the top of the Gillian House gold list, this is the pole dance.

Her pole dance is not yet alive.

"Jump, jump, jump!" Everyone was roaring.

Upstairs Tang Mo'er raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't know what happened to Xuan Ying and Feng Lingxue, Xuan Ying was really humiliating.

She wants to go down.

But Lin Shizhen held her little hand, "Mor, look."

Tang Mo'er looked down, and in a loud noise, Feng Lingxue stepped over the door on the heels.

The slender high heels stepped on the bright marble floor and made a crisp “snoring” sound. This sound is so beautiful. Some men's waists are as tight as if they have been medicined. They can't get excited just by listening to the sound of high heels.

The audience gradually quieted down, not knowing what the magic was. Feng Lingxue came step by step, she lifted her white fingers to untie the black windbreaker on her body.

With a bang, she threw her black trench coat into the crowd and landed on a man's head.

Everyone took a sip of air-conditioning. Feng Lingxue had a suspender dress, black top, and red dress. Her white and delicate muscles were crystal clear, her waist twisted, her hair fluttered, she was a natural charmer, a peerless stunner.

She walked to the center of the bright lights, a thin silk ribbon dangled from the sky, and a jade foot in high heels tangled up ...