Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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He pulled away impatiently.

"Don't go!" Feng Lingxue jumped from the dresser in shock, and ran to his face. She raised her little hand to undress the maid.

The buttons were opened, and her clear, delicate muscles were exposed to the air.

Xuan Ying stopped and looked at her.

Her small face was pale and her body was stiff like a stone. These days in Hanshanyuan, she lost a lot of weight.

Her cold eyes slowly moved the moving Qiubo, born with charming bones, very hook-human, but her eyes had lost the color deep, and became hollow and pale.

At this moment, he suddenly had an illusion, as if ... she was dead.

All that remains now is her body.

For some unknown reason, her body was still supporting and did not fall down.

His heart was gripped by a big palm, and the painful and painful feeling made him grow a little ... flustered.

He hates her.

So I won't let her go in my life.

He used to hurt a little, but now he has to pay it back twice.

He scolded her, beat her, trampled her, and got a sense of revenge.

However, he never thought about killing her.

What would he do if she died?

The clothes fell on the carpet, and Feng Ling's snow-cold lips turned white. It wasn't too cold in this weather, but her undressed clothes made her cold.

She was at a loss, raised her head to look at him, and she said softly, "What should I do next?"

Xuan Ying pursed her thin lips and stared at her with indecision.

Feng Lingxue stretched out her little hand, her little hand was shaking, she went to unfasten his belt, "Would you like to ... take it off for you?"

Xuan Ying stretched out her palm and grabbed her slender wrist.

With a firm palm, he wished to crush her bones.

Her greasy white muscles began to turn red and blue under his strength, but she didn't feel any pain, and she didn't even twist her eyebrows.

She just looked at him timidly, "Master, am I ... wrong again, sorry."

She is very mechanical and, although well-behaved, looks like a puppet.

Xuan Ying remembered that when she was in Country Z, she was taken to his car. At that time, she was very embarrassed and refused to lose. She lay at his feet and was caught by his long hair. He stepped on her spine. She refused to say sorry.

Now I'm sorry, she often said.

The dark-colored glazed eyes became dark and horrifying. "The banquet is about to begin. I have no time to make you. When you come to my room at night, don't look like a stone. Take out your housekeeping skills. Waiting is not good, I threw your broken stone into the sea, understand? "

Feng Lingxue nodded quickly. "Understanding the master, I will certainly serve well."

Xuan Ying shook off her little hand, "Put your clothes on!"

Feng Lingxue quickly put on her clothes again.

"General Manager Gu will pick you up later, change this outfit, and don't talk to other men at the banquet. You are now my slave, give me some peace!"

Today's celebration feast Gu Mohan and Lu Yeming will both come, so the play should be performed well.

Of course, she now lives in his Hanshan Garden. How could the old North King not know?

The old thing was anxious that Feng Lingxue had a relationship with all the men, so that he could sell for a better price.

Feng Lingxue nodded, "I see."

...

Celebration party.

Xuan Ying stood in the middle of the bright lights, took a glass of red wine in his hand, and many aristocratic generations surrounded him, with the appearance of flattery.

"Yinger," Lord Nan came over at this moment, "this is General Shi's Qian Jin Shi smiled, you know him."

Xuan Ying looked up and saw a lady Qian Qian standing next to Lord Nan. This Shi Xiaoxiao wore a long skirt, elegant and moving, well-educated, and well-educated.

Shi Xiaoxiao glanced at Xuan Ying shyly. The man was tall and erect, and half of Zhang Jun's face was like a god, making people feel moved.

She blushed and said, "Silver King, hello."

Xuan Ying glanced at the dark-colored eyes, and looked at Shi Xiaoxiao from top to bottom. He understood that it was his father, Lord Nan, who had chosen him for him.

He didn't have any expression on his face, just slightly twitched his thin lips. "Miss Shi, hello."

Lord Nan was very happy, "Yinger, then you chat with Xiaoxiao, I'm gone."

Lord South left.

Shi Xiaoxiao stood elegantly next to Xuan Ying and looked secretly at the man, a spring heart surging.

Xuan Ying copied the trousers pocket with one hand and passed the wine glass to his lips, taking a casual sip.

He didn't look at Shi Xiaoxiao again.

Shi Xiaoxiao also felt that she had been left out, and her complexion was a bit stiff.

At this moment a few voices rang in my ear, "General Manager Gu, Miss Feng."

Xuan Ying looked up and Gu Mohan and Feng Lingxue came in.

Today Gu Mohan wore a handmade white shirt and a black suit with no wrinkles ironed on the outside. He was very expensive and came with a flash when he appeared, which attracted all the attention.

Feng Lingxue stood next to him. She replaced the maid suit, and wore a long blue dress with thin straps studded with bright stars. A black hair fell down. Amazing.

Xuan Ying's eyes lingered on her body, and then she casually sipped a glass of red wine, feeling that the silky and mellow liquor rippled between his teeth, and he rolled his throat knot up and down.

Feng Lingxue had felt a hot gaze on her body, she looked up, Xuan Ying was looking at her.

His eyes were hot and straight-white, ambiguous.

Feng Lingxue looked back.

At this moment, the door of the hall was pushed open with a bang, and two figures came in with an air-conditioning attack.

--- Look, Lord West is here!

--- Where is Lord West?

--- That is the sister of Lord West, Tang Moer, the first beauty of the Imperial City.

Gu Mohan slowly turned to his side, looked at it, and Lu Yeming came in with Tang Mo'er.

This time Lu Yeming did not bring a girl companion, his harem was empty, his private life was clean, and it was normal to take no girl companion.

Lu Yeming wore a hand-made black shirt and black trousers, and he could not speak of the imperial aura of elegance, calm and elegant.

Gu Mohan's eyes slowly fell on Tang Moer's body. Today Tang Moer wore a naked pink long dress, her curly hair was braided on both sides, and the beautiful hair ends were scattered on the fragrant shoulders. On the whole, she showed a tenderness soaked in years of baptism.

Tang Moer, who has been stunning for so many years, is arrogant, public, and the rose that the man's heart is always undefeated. She is still soft and touching, but she begins to spend a gentle time and last for a long time.

Along the way, she stumbled and kept growing up.

Gu Mohan's gaze fell on her, and he could not move away for half a minute.