Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Feng Lingxue froze and looked at him in shock.

what did he say?

Xuan Ying stood up quietly. The half silver face was dazzling under the light. He pulled out his legs, and the thick black military boots calmly stepped on a pool of blood and approached her. ? "

"..."

Does he really want to check?

He wanted to check whether she had come or not.

Xuan Ying's slender fingers provoked her small jaw. "Do you know who I hate most in my life? That's ... the one who lied to me."

Talking about his rough fingertips rubbing the delicate muscles of her jaw, "Feng Lingxue, you have lied to me once, will you not lie to me again?"

Feng Lingxue shook her head, "Master, I dare not."

"It's best, if you dare to lie to me a second time, then how can I ... kill you." He let go of her jaw.

Feng Lingxue was lying on the sofa.

Xuan Ying stepped forward, and her big skirt lifted her skirt. Her thin and white legs were exposed.

She wore a nude-colored lace safety trousers inside, and he looked at it, hooked the corner of the lace, and pulled down ...

Feng Jiexue's small fan-like Yu Jie trembled slightly, and he was always insulted by such inspection.

However, she is not afraid.

Because she pads with tampons and drips red on it.

It was supposed to be just in case, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

At this moment, Xuanying let go of his hand and checked it.

Feng Lingxue quickly tidy up her dress, "Master, I did not lie to you, I really come to the cycle, women come every month."

Xuan Ying sat on the sofa, two red flames jumped out from the ink-colored glazed eyes, "How many days?"

"It's usually about seven days."

Xuan Ying squeezed her thin lips, and her palm drew in from her skirt again, rubbing her thin legs.

How is he

Even though she was so far away, she felt his burning breath and his passionate desire-she quickly held his big palm, "No, you ... will make me gynecological."

Hearing this, Xuan Ying quietly retracted his hand.

Feng Lingxue moved into the sofa, away from him.

Then the man's hand reached over and took away her pearl bag.

She breathed tightly, obviously not expecting that he would take her bag.

Bags are personal belongings, but any man with identity and protection will not move, gentlemen, disdain.

He is now the King of Silver Face, and even made a look at her bag.

The little card Gu Mohan gave her was in her bag.

She just dragged the bag just now. He watched this small movement, and his eyes were too strong.

Did he find out?

Feng Lingxue held out her hand to grab, "Return the bag to me!"

Xuan Ying raised her arm and reached the height she couldn't reach. His scarlet gaze lingered on her stunning cold face without letting her look down. Anything in there? "

"No…"

The bag's zipper was pulled open, and Xuan Ying's hand went straight in.

Feng Ling Xue Tongren shrank, at this time he was hooked out of something.

It is a red rope, and the pendant of the red rope is a small stone.

Xuan Ying glanced down at the small green stone, which was very special, but it was not expensive to look at, like a random pick on the beach.

Feng Lingxue's breathing stopped, her little stone!

She got up and rushed forward. "Give me the stone!"

Xuan Ying looked at her. She was so nervous that she regarded a small stone as her treasure. "A man sent it?"

"No! No!"

Xuan Ying raised his hand and threw the small stone in his hand out of the window.

No!

Feng Lingxue's breathing was stagnant, she turned suddenly, and her exquisite body flew towards the window to pick up her small stones.

Xuan Ying looked at her and rushed over. The window was open. Here is the 8th floor. She saw her and fell off the window.

In order to pick up a small stone, she was really dead.

Such an almost instinctual movement shows how important the small stone is to her.

His eyes were sinking, his thin lips were a cold curve, his tall body drove over like a lightning ghost, and hugged her soft bee waist, pulling her into his arms. ,"wanna die?"

Feng Lingxue lay at the window, she couldn't understand what he was talking about, she was looking for small stones.

"My little stone ... let go of me, I'm going to pick up my little stone!" She struggled hard, hitting him with her hands and feet.

Xuan Ying clasped her little incense shoulder and pushed her to the wall. She was screaming out of control now, like a madman with an abnormal nerve.

He had never seen her so out of control.

"Want to die? I've spent so much money to buy you, but I haven't played with you yet, how could I let you die?"

Saying that there was a red thread on his hand, the red thread fell, and it was her little stone, "I haven't lost it, here."

Feng Lingxue looked up, it was really her little stone.

She quickly reached out and snatched the small stone back into her palm, whispering to herself, "Great, no loss, no loss ..."

At this moment, a big palm came over, pinching her cold face with a slap, and pushed her back against the cold wall.

With the palm of his hand, he squeezed the small face in his palm to almost deform. He looked at her, slowly lipping his lips, "said, which man gave this little stone to you?"

Feng Lingxue looked at his dark-colored glazed eyes, and gradually recovered his mind. "It was not from a man. I bought it myself."

Xuan Ying didn't know what was true or false of her. Three years ago he knew that this woman was full of lies.

"You bought it? Where did you get the money, not the dirty money those men gave you?" He sneered mercilessly.

Feng Lingxue lowered her head and pinched the wall with her small hand. "I lived on this. Didn't Silver Face King know the first day, no matter whether he was a man or a woman, they said that I was a prostitute, a female cousin, you haven't scolded me, What? "

Xuan Ying's heart seemed to be stung by bees, and there was dense pain.

At this moment she lowered her head and could not see the expression on her face, but her slightly hoarse voice showed a little mockery and softness.

He picked her up, walked over, and sat on the sofa, letting her sit on his strong thigh.

He gently stroked her face, but the words spoke coldly and bitterly, "Are we wronged against you?"

Feng Lingxue dragged the small stone in her palm and ironed it with her own body temperature. She slowly shook her head, "No ... Master, can I keep it?"

"Look at you," Xuanying said, holding her soft little hand and placing it on the black belt around her waist.

He leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "They all say that your little hands can make a man play like a fairy. You can serve me now."