Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The black umbrella covered Tang Moer's head, and the snowflakes did not fall on her, but her little hand was still out.

Lu Yeming hooked her lips slowly, and her low-alcoholic magnetism also overflowed a touch of petting. "Less play with snowflakes, and be careful about getting cold."

"understood."

Looking at this snowy sky, so pure and holy, Tang Moer's heart was slowly smoothed.

She had a long happy smile.

Although regretful.

If only she could watch this snow with Niu Niu, she could also make a snowman for Niu Niu and have a snowball fight.

Tang Moer felt sleepy, and her delicate body leaned over, leaning her little head lightly on Lu Yeming's shoulder.

She closed her eyes.

She was already asleep, because Lu Yeming heard her light and soft breath, brushing in his ear.

He rolled his eyes slowly and looked at her.

Without knowing how long he had looked, he raised his hand and tried to stroke her little face.

At this moment in her sleep, she twitched her red lips and murmured softly, "Mr. Gu ..."

She is calling Mr. Gu.

Gu Mohan was in her heart.

Lu Ye meditated with his hands, and was so rigid in midair.

A few seconds later, he retracted his hand lightly, and a light and soft arc was drawn on the corner of his lips, and he picked up the book in his hand.

The snowflakes were flying, so he was sitting on the swing like this, and the person in the arms protected by the black umbrella was not invading, but most of his shoulders were wet by the snowflakes.

The bright leather shoes lightly lit the lawn, the swing was swinging, and Tang Moer's pink dress wafted soft ripples in the air.

Everything is so beautiful.

...

But it was messy outside. At eleven o'clock in the night, countless famous ladies Shuyuan pushed open the window in the room and watched this fantasy autumn snow.

--- Wow, it's snowing in autumn, so beautiful and romantic.

--- How could it snow in autumn?

--- I don't know, which prince is probably smiling for Princess Bo.

--- Or else, let's go snowballing.

Many young girls got up from the warm quilt, opened the door, ran to the snow, and played with fun.

At this moment, Jun Xiqing, who was listening to Yu Xuan, did not fall asleep, and something happened to her sister Mo Er, and she felt uneasy.

She was worried that Lu Yeming's bird had fallen out of love, and suddenly broke into her room to attack her.

Her situation today is like walking on thin ice, and thinking of the death of Captain Ada and Captain, she feels painful like a knife.

Now she is trapped in the Westbound Palace, and she has no chance of facing a deep and formidable adversary like Landing Yeming.

There was a slight sound outside, "Look at it, it's snowing outside."

It's snowing?

Jun Xiqing got up and got out of bed, and came to the window, she slowly opened the window, and the snowflakes were outside.

It really snowed.

She reached out her little hand and let a snowflake fall in her palm.

It's late autumn and it's impossible to snow unless someone deliberately does it.

This person must be in power.

who is it?

Looking at Jun Xiqing, he suddenly saw two familiar figures.

On the lawn, Lu Yeming was sitting on a swing, holding a black umbrella in his hand, Tang Moer fell asleep, leaned gently on his shoulder, the evening breeze came, Tang Moer's pink dress rolled to his tailoring On the blade of the trousers, a sloppy posture.

Jun Xiqing's eyes changed.

Lu Yeming got up at this moment, he lowered his long body and hugged sleeping Tang Moer horizontally.

The two disappeared into sight.

There is one book left on the swing.

Jun Xiqing stood in front of the window and didn't move for a long time. She dragged her little hand, and in her palm was the red bean that had been taken off.

Opening her palms, she had a cold sweat.

...

Early the next morning.

The splendid morning light spilled through the layers of gauze, and Feng Lingxue trembled the feather like a small fan, and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was a handsome face.

Xuan Ying.

She now sleeps in Xuan Ying's arms.

His strong arms hooped her soft waist, she lay on his strong chest, and the man's smooth and powerful heart beat and warm masculine body temperature slowly ironed to her delicate muscles, making her feel like she was in an Nonyangli.

very warm.

Very comfortable.

She glanced at it, this is not her room, the restrained and luxurious interior design, the bright crystal chandeliers, the soft big bed, which is clearly his master bedroom.

She raised her eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of her.

Withdrawing from the usual coldness, his outline of the handsome face showed a little softness, handsome and harmless.

Her shadow brother.

She reached out her little hand, trying to touch his face.

But with such a move, she found out where her little hand was.

A stunning cold face quickly covered a layer of blush, and she immediately withdrew her little hand.

How is she

At that moment, his eyes were dark, and the man beside him opened his eyes. He rolled over and pressed her directly.

Xuanying's dark-colored glazed eyes were awakened with a waking voice, and his voice was dumb, "I want to slip when I touch it?"

Feng Lingxue's two small hands reached his strong chest, "I didn't ..."

Xuanying lowered her head and sniffed the hair on her cheek. "I haven't been honest when I slept. What do I want to do with my hands in my pants?"

"..."

Feng Lingxue snapped her fingers and tightened the silk pajamas on her body. She didn't, and she didn't know how her hand was placed on him.

He was arrested right now, she couldn't stop talking.

Really shame.

She buried her face in his arms and whispered, "I'm sorry ..."

Xuan Ying squinted her eyes to see her being anxious. She didn't. She fell asleep and didn't know anything. He put her little hand over.

Now he bites back and likes to bully her.

"Your sorry is worth a few bucks, it's better to take your body." As he kissed her red lips.

Well!

As soon as Feng Ling Xue Tongren shrank, the senses in the early morning were extremely sharp, and suddenly his fierce masculinity filled in.

His long tongue pried open her teeth, and twitched and swept in her sweet belly.

He reached for his clothes.

"Don't ... don't do this ..." Without taking that medicine, her body quickly became stiff, very repulsive and resistant.

Xuan Ying loosened her red lips and stood up to see her. His glazed eyes overflowed with hawk-like sharpness, and fell lightly on her pale face, seeming to penetrate her, "What's the matter, Disobedient again? "

Feng Lingxue shook her head, "No, I seem to ... have a little day ..."

what?

Xuan Ying looked down and saw that the black silk pajamas on his body had been dyed red, and she had stained his clothes.

Feng Lingxue didn't lie, she felt a rush of hot liquid rushing down, she really came to a small day.

The man's face was too dark to look at.

Many men have cleanliness, and straight male cancers, and women will feel dirty when they are young. Feng Lingxue sat up quickly, "Sorry, don't be angry, I didn't mean to ..."