Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Seeing that the little girl was timid and pitiful, and was afraid to cry, she felt pained like a knife.

She ran desperately in a dream, wanted to run over, wanted to hug the little girl, and protected the little girl in her arms.

But she couldn't run away. She opened her mouth to scream, but couldn't make any sound.

The little girl was carried away.

The little girl turned her face, looked at her with tears in her eyes, and stretched out her little hand—Mummy, Mummy ...

...

Feng Lingxue slowly opened her eyes, and the crystal tears slipped from the corner of her eye and quickly fell into her hair.

The towel was wet with tears.

She dreamed again.

There was no light in the room. The body under the quilt was cold and there was no trace of temperature.

It hurts all over.

I don't know if it was a whiplash pain on his body, or a slap in his feet, or a slap he gave, in short she gradually became numb.

She slowly reached out to touch under the pillow, trying to take out her little stones.

But empty.

Nothing was touched.

What about her little stones?

Feng Lingxue popped up from the bed and sat up. She opened the pillow and looked for small stones, but couldn't find them.

What about small stones?

She quickly got out of bed and groped on the ground. In the darkness, she searched every corner very seriously and nervously. She was looking for small stones.

But not found.

How to do?

She lost the little stone.

She couldn't remember, she couldn't remember where her little rock had gone?

The body slid down weakly along the wall, she curled up in the corner, two small hands shuttled into her long hair, and broke down and grabbed. Why is she so stupid and why is she so useless?

Feng Lingxue embraced her knees, and she murmured in dismay, "Mumou doesn't cry ... Mommy is ... Mommy will find you soon ..."

She buried her small face in her knees, and allowed her to be swallowed by the cold darkness.

...

Early the next morning.

I opened the door of the room and brought breakfast in.

Feng Lingxue was sitting in front of the dressing table, and she had already changed her maid clothes. She lost weight day by day, and her pale face was very pale.

"Miss Feng, have breakfast." He said blankly.

Everyone here is cold, even the air is cold.

Feng Lingxue looked up at Mi, and asked hoarsely, "Oh, what about my little stone?"

"Little stone was taken by the young master."

He took the little stone.

Feng Lingxue hung down Yujie like a small fan.

"Miss Feng, I advised you very early. Don't talk to the young master, take the initiative to be soft, and your life will be better."

Feng Lingxue shook her red lips and laughed at herself, then she looked at her, "Well, can you give me a cell phone, I want to make a call to ... the host."

I took out a mobile phone and handed it to her, "It's better if you don't figure it out earlier. I'll get some potion and wipe your face. The most valuable thing you have now is this face. Don't let the young master get tired . "

I walked out.

Feng Lingxue sat in front of the dresser for a while, then she pressed the button on her white fingertips and dialed the phone.

"Beep" sounded again, then the phone at the other end was answered, "Hey."

A familiar voice passed over, cold and magnetic.

Feng Lingxue tightened her phone with five fingers and did not speak.

The end was silent for a few seconds, and the man's breathing sank. "I don't have time to consume it with you, I'm hung up."

"Hey." Feng Lingxue startled, and quickly spoke dryly.

There was no hang on the end, but there was no sound.

Obviously, he was waiting for her next.

"Master, I want to go out, I want to ... see you, okay?" Her hoarse voice was softened, but she was stiff.

There was no opening at that end.

Feng Lingxue dragged the five fingers of the mobile phone continuously until she pulled her bones and joints and turned white. "Master, I'm sorry, I'm wrong. I won't dare in the future, I will ... be obedient."

She whispered an apology, like a puppet that had no soul.

A few seconds later, a cold magnetic voice came from the man, "I'll send someone to pick you up later."

He hung up the phone directly.

...

Feng Lingxue held the cell phone and lingered for a while. Then the door of the room was pushed open and he walked in. "Miss Feng, Master said you can let you out. The driver is already waiting outside. You can see him. Master. "

Xuan Ying is not in Hanshan Garden now.

"Oh." Feng Lingxue stood up and went out.

嬷嬷 Looking at the plate that was not moving, she said, "Miss Feng, go to breakfast."

Feng Lingxue didn't look back, her weak voice came over, "No need, I'm not hungry."

Out of the gate, Feng Lingxue got on a special car. Half an hour later, the special car stopped and she entered a celebration party.

The party was all the high-ranking powers of country A, the famous Shushuyuan, everyone was holding wine glasses and talking and laughing.

Several well-dressed and beautiful ladies are chatting,

--- The King of Silver Noodles is really invincible. It took him only three days to wipe out the gangsters in Jingzhou. It is a world-renowned name. Today, Lord Nan held a grand celebration party for King of Silver Noodles here.

--- I heard that although this is a celebration feast, it is actually a blind date feast. Lord Nan is about to choose the concubine for the silver-faced king.

--- Wang Sheng's handsome beauty is really exciting.

--- Wake up, the thousands of people who come here today all like the King of Silver Noodles and want to be the Princess of Silver Noodles.

--- I don't know what type of woman the Silver Face King likes?

--- It must be young, beautiful, knowledgeable, courageous, and family. Only such a woman can be a silver face ...

Feng Ling Xuemumu listened to these people gossip, at this time a waiter took her upstairs.

Upstairs, the door was pushed open, Feng Lingxue walked in, and she saw a tall and erect body next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Xuan Ying.

Today is the celebration feast. Xuan Ying wore a black uniform, similar to the handsome clothes of the Republic of China. The top-quality clothes were ironed without any wrinkles. The silver tassel ornaments on the chest were shiny and superb. A black belt buckled, black trousers and military boots underneath.

The costumer is helping him to organize his clothes, the makeup artist is helping him to manipulate the bangs on his forehead. He is indifferently worshipped, and is now the hot silver king.

How many men Shuyuan loved him and wanted to marry him.

Feng Lingxue took two steps and stopped. Although the two were not far away, they were separated by thousands of miles.

She stepped back quietly.

Xuan Ying turned her head, and the dark-colored glazed eyes fell on her. Soon, he frowned his sword eyebrows. "I don't lack wood here, please roll back to me if you don't come again!"

With such a roar, Feng Lingxue quickly raised her eyes, and saw Xuan Ying stretch out her hand and brush away everyone around her, staring at her quietly.