Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The bar manager took Xuan Ying to a luxurious and remote box, and Xuan Ying sat on the dark red sofa.

His dark-colored glazed eyes accurately captured Feng Lingxue's beautiful shadow. At this moment, she was sitting on the thigh of a male brother, who was holding her slender waist, in a gesture of intimacy between the couple.

She was surrounded by many sons and brothers, and Xuan Mu was there, and everyone was staring at her.

Xuan Ying's eyes were like splashing ink, soaked in gloomy coldness. When he gave her to Xuan Mu, he had decadent Xuan Mu, and naturally knew that Xuan Mu could not touch her.

Now the entire southbound palace is under his surveillance. A Zhoulai reported that Xuan Mu did not touch her these days.

But he didn't expect Xuan Mu to give her those good buddies just when he got out of the bed.

Xuan Mu and these guys like to drink and drink and play with women. Once, Xuan Mu had a party, and a young young model was drunk by them, and they were almost killed by them.

This incident was finally suppressed by Lord Nan.

Xuan Ying glanced at Liuli's eyes. He wasn't surprised by Xuan Mu's behavior. He was weird ... she seemed quite comfortable.

She was struggling with those people, and she didn't struggle at all.

Even, she put her little face in the arms of Zheng Gongzi.

Xuan Ying ’s handsome eyebrows were covered with a terrible atmosphere. She betrayed him repeatedly and played with him. These days he also forced himself not to think about her. She was beaten and abused in the southbound palace. He told him everything, and he felt that she should be allowed to take a hard time!

Everything is under his control.

However, he felt a little irritable, and it didn't make sense, like ... she changed.

Where did she change?

He didn't know.

At this moment, a hot dance sounded, and a beautiful woman took to the pole dance.

Pole dancing has always been the hottest and hottest part of the bar. The men below quickly stood up and started whistling.

"Master." A Zhou poured half a glass of red wine and handed it to Xuanying respectfully.

Xuan Ying leaned lazily on the sofa, and his two long legs were superimposed casually and evilly. He took a sip of red wine and then glanced at the stage lightly.

The beauty was young and beautiful, the pole dance was very hot, and the audience fell down.

He twitched his thin lips a bit, and he couldn't say the words, so he jumped?

It only means that these people have not seen better.

In Xuanying's mind, the dancing posture that Feng Lingxue wrapped around a ribbon that day in the Imperial City, he never forgot.

At this moment, there was a rush of cooing, "Do you want to watch Feng Lingxue's pole dance in Gillian's room?"

Xuan Ying held up the big palm of the wine glass quickly, and slowly raised his eyelid to look at Feng Lingxue.

The brothers were very excited. "Feng Lingxue, I heard that your dance is all over the country. Jump to one and show it to us."

Xuan Mu sneered, "What else is she jumping, you see her face is ruined, don't be scary on the stage!"

Zheng Gongzi looked at the "slave" character on Feng Lingxue's face, but shook his head unfortunately.

Feng Lingxue knew that tonight was a great opportunity to escape. Among these sons, this son Zheng is the best.

She can only start with Zheng Gongzi. He must be fascinated by Zheng Gongzi so that he can take her away from here.

"Okay, I'll jump," Feng Lingxue said.

Zheng Gongzi's eyes brightened, "Feng Lingxue, can you do that? The slave character on your face is really ugly!"

"Lord Zheng, lend me something."

...

There was a tide of applause and shouts from Xuan Ying's ears, "Feng Lingxue! Feng Lingxue! Feng Lingxue!"

Feng Lingxue has stepped onto the stage, and she has a white veil on her face.

The lights in the hall had been turned off, leaving a few small round lights on the stage. Feng Lingxue raised his tiny hands, untied the black windbreaker on his body, and then left the stage.

"its mine!"

"its mine!"

A group of men huddled to grab the coat.

Feng Lingxue now has a black see-through chiffon shirt on her body, which perfectly covers the scars on her body, and faintly reveals the thin sling and water snake-like waist in her, and a black slim pants under her The two jade legs of the lining are extremely tight and slender. As soon as she came to power, she instantly took everyone's breath.

Feng Lingxue climbed the steel pipe and started dancing.

She is flexible like a willow, and can be folded into various shapes. She has been raised in Gillian House for so many years. She is surrounded by a stream of water that is inaccessible to other women.

She danced and held her breath.

Feng Lingxue felt a deep, hot gaze on her body, coming out from the box, mysterious shadow.

Xuanying is watching her.

Since she came to power, his eyes have been staring at her tightly.

Feng Lingxue looked up and looked at him.

Xuan Ying has been looking at Feng Lingxue, his eyes walking on her body, deep and hot.

Pass the red wine in your hand to the thin lips, drink it, and your throat is like rolling coals.

I haven't remembered a woman in a long time.

After sending her to Xuan Mu, the beauty of Hanshan Court was quite a lot, but he didn't have that kind of thought.

Besides, those beautiful ladies are a decoration.

Now watching her pole dance on the stage, he was jumped out of the fire.

Isn't she hooking up-leading him again?

Xuan Ying tickled her thin lips, and the unspeakable condescended, when she saw her coming, he held her gently.

Also, what is the comparison of those son-in-law with him? She is such a woman who admires vanity and water-borne poppies will definitely choose him.

Xuan Ying's gloomy and irritable mood was emptied because of her active hook-and-shoot, he didn't know what she was pretending to be?

He was secretly thinking that if she asked him for mercy at the engagement banquet, maybe ... he wouldn't let Xuan Mu tattoo her face.

Now, isn't she going to hook-lead him, ask him, please-please him, cling to him?

Xuan Ying looked at her with a sense of superiority, but the next second I saw Feng Lingxue gently moved her eyes away. She looked over at Zheng Gongzi and smiled sweetly.

"Well!" Zheng Gongzi gave a low curse, this fairy, he drooled, wishing to press her under him now.

Xuan Ying looked at this scene, "..."

His entire handsome facial features sank suddenly, raised his hand and flung, and the wine glass in his hand was directly broken by him.

She didn't hook it-lead him!

She was hooking-leading Zheng Gongzi, who was not named!

She dares?

How dare she?

Xuan Ying Jianshuo's chest was undulating and up and down, and the ink-colored glazed eyes were filled with **** breath. Suddenly he raised his hand and held his head.

Head hurts.

Like to crack.

His breathing was getting tighter and tighter, and he wanted to hit and kill, and a sense of pathological violence spread from the bones and blood.