Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The egg rolled to his feet.

"Awkward, what are you still doing, pick up the eggs quickly!" Yu Yu commanded sharply.

Feng Lingxue lifted her foot and came to his side, she slowly crouched down and stretched out her little hand to pick up the egg.

Xuan Ying was sitting on the chair. When she came, he moved, leaning his stiff back on the chair lazily. The two proud long legs were separated wildly and a strong arm was placed on it. On the back of the chair, he looked down at the woman near his leg.

She reached out her little hand to pick up eggs.

When she was about to pick it up, he stretched his feet, and the black army boots kicked the egg away.

Feng Lingxue's small hand froze in the air, she knew he was deliberately teasing her and humiliating her.

Here he is the master and she is the slave.

Feng Lingxue went to pick up the rolled egg.

Instead of standing up, she moved forward a few steps while keeping her squatting position. Xuan Ying looked at the cool beauty on her side, suddenly stretched out her long tongue and licked her dry thin lips, and her lips were matured And a funny smile.

Feng Lingxue picked up the eggs and stood up.

At this moment a somber voice sounded in his ears, "Come here, clean my shoes."

Feng Lingxue raised her cold eyes and looked at him.

He was also looking at her. Although he was sitting and she was standing now, his gaze came with a sense of oppression and introspection. His eyes were cold, and he glanced up and down, with a few contempt Indecent-playing.

Feng Lingxue felt that he really saw her as a prostitute-girl.

He hadn't ignored her since he knew she wasn't doing that night.

He said he had cleanliness, and he would not touch her again in the future.

Feng Lingxue took a deep breath, walked to his side, and squatted down to clean his shoes.

Her soft little hand touched his black army boots and wiped it gently, Xuan Ying rolled her throat knot, and her eyes fell on her chest.

But he didn't see much spring.

On the collar of the small lapel, she fastened the buttons tightly, revealing only a delicate swan-like pink neck.

There was no girl maid beside him, and he could not wait to release the button to the lowest level, and squeezed his chest to show him.

She is partial.

Pretending to look like a virgin martyr, in fact, her body is dirty.

Dark-colored things rushed out of the black eyes of Xuanying. He lifted his feet, and the tip of the black army boots came to her skirt, and picked her skirt up.

The skin was slightly cold, and Feng Lingxue's clean pupil shrank suddenly. What was he doing?

Lift her skirt?

Many people here are still in the restaurant.

She quickly reached out her hand and held down his military boots to keep him from provoking.

Xuan Ying's half-faced face turned brighter and darker, and even a little sounded in her voice, "Release your hand!"

Feng Lingxue shook her head.

Xuan Ying stopped talking nonsense, he kicked her on the body.

Feng Ling's exquisite body fell directly on the handmade carpet.

Xuan Ying stood up and came to her, he stretched his feet and raised her skirt.

She wore a pair of black lace safety pants, boxer.

The lace was tied to the white and delicate muscles of her thighs. When she fell down, her two thin white legs were folded together, and he saw nothing.

Ink's eyes stared at her sternly, and he cursed, "What a disappointment!"

Feng Lingxue's face was pale, and she quickly pushed her skirt down, keeping a little dignity and dignity for herself.

The maids in the living room didn't dare to show one. Yu Yu and several other beautiful ladies gritted their teeth, staring at Feng Lingxue enviously and jealously.

At this time, Yu Yu stepped forward, and her delicate body fell directly into the man's arms. "Master, don't be angry with this cheap sister-in-law, you don't hurt Yu Yu."

Before she pours in, a big palm stretches over and pushes her away mercilessly, "Go away."

Yu Yu hit the wall directly, and how embarrassed.

"Master." At this moment A Zhou came in.

Xuan Ying pulled out his long legs and took A Zhou away. The cold wind outside blasted his black coat.

...

Inside the bulletproof X luxury car.

Xuan Ying leaned leaning against the chair, and A Zhou whispered, "Master, Lord Nan asked us to go to Jingzhou to kill the bandits, but Jingzhou is under the jurisdiction of Xuan Mu. This Xuan Mu is the king of Nan And Princess Nan's sister-in-law, but his qualifications are mediocre. If you didn't come back three years ago, this southern palace would probably have been destroyed by Lord Xi Yelu. "

"But according to his subordinates, Lord Nan still wanted to pass the title to Xuan Mu. The reason he valued his master so much was that he wanted him to kill him."

"The gangsters in Jingzhou can become famous gangsters, burn and kill, and use brutal means. This is another **** battle."

What did Zhou know? Can Xuanying know?

He slowly raised his thin lips, and in his father's eyes, he was a born, low bloodline.

The same son, Xuan Mu taught Fenghua Xueyue when he was a child, and when he was a child, he was brought into a dark and humid prison by his father and watched the enemies cut off a layer of skin.

In this world, only the mother really loves him.

Originally, he thought Feng Lingxue really treated him.

But no.

She stabbed him fiercely on his back.

He hated her, and the flames burned his bones.

Xuan Ying narrowed her eyelids, covering up all emotions in her heart, "Let's go, I will take the gangster's nest."

The dark voice that he couldn't say in his deep voice.

...

Three days later.

Xuan Ying was away for three days. These three days Feng Lingxue stayed at Hanshan Garden, washing dishes, mopping the floor, cleaning and doing endless tasks.

She became a public enemy here.

Since he lifted her skirt in public in the dining room and looked at her underpants, those beautiful ladies hated her.

And those maids looked down on Xuan Ying so lowly, and looked down on her.

Every night she dragged her tired body back to her room, sometimes she didn't even have dinner.

She has no dignity here.

Lowness was in the dust.

Late at night, Feng Lingxue was not asleep. She was wearing a nightdress and sitting on the cold wooden bed with her knees. There was a window in the room, and the bright moonlight poured in, and her face was like a jade.

She lowered her head and looked at the small stone in her palm.

The soft fingertips gently touched the small stone, her eyes became red.

At this moment a car engine sounded outside, the door was hurriedly opened, and the maid's voice sounded, "Master."

As soon as Feng Lingxue stagnates, he is back?

He came back late at night.

A steady sound of footsteps came from the stairs, then from far to near, as if coming to her room.

Feng Lingxue's heart tightened, and she quickly raised her eyes and looked at the closed room door.

The next second, a bang, opened the door of her room.

An air conditioner came in, and with a tall and erect figure, Xuan Ying returned.