Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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This is probably the most desperate thing.

As if there was a basin of cold water pouring from the top of Feng Lingxue's head all the way to the soles of her feet, she stared at the eyes ... Xuan Ying.

"The King of Silver Face." She said to him, and then wanted to leave.

"Where?" His low-alcoholic voice rang in his ears at the moment, "I let you go?"

Feng Lingxue looked back, "Silver-faced King, are you asking me for something?"

She was indifferent to him, and eager to leave, it seemed that she didn't want to stay with him for a second.

Xuan Ying's ink-colored glazed eyes were covered with a layer of cold sigh, and he stretched out his big palm and pinched her small face, dragging her to his own eyes, he grinned, "Here is my site. You hurt someone on my site. Am I going to arrest you and throw you in prison?"

Feng Lingxue trembled like a small fan, and she knew it would happen. He hated her, humiliated her, tortured her, but fortunately ... her heart was no longer painful.

Xuanying put out his rough thumb and pressed the phoenix flower on her face, wiping her fingertips vigorously, and wiped all her phoenix flower, exposing the original ugly "slaves" character.

Somehow, he still found the word "slave" pleasing.

She painted this phoenix flower so eye-catching.

"Every face is disfigured, and he still goes out to sway and seduce men everywhere-this man Zheng is your lord again?"

His low voice brought sarcasm and coolness to the extreme.

Feng Lingxue felt pain. The word "slave" wiped the pimple repeatedly under his fingertips, and blood had been oozed out. The blood and red pen sketches fused together, and it took her half of her face to be embarrassed.

She didn't understand, how did she mess with him?

But she didn't yell, but just straightened her back. "Isn't I just such a cheap slave in the heart of King Silverface?"

Xuan Ying wiped her thin lips, and her aura was quickly overcast.

Those black men in black uniforms, and even A Zhou felt that the cold air was overflowing on him, everyone lowered their heads, and the gas field was suppressed to suffocation.

"Feng Lingxue, you are so daring now that you dare to hit me, huh? It seems I still have no means to let you see me!"

Feng Lingxue yanked her pale red lips. "The silver king's method is nothing more than using a whip to slap me, slap me, slap me, humiliate me, and give me to other men. During this time, I have all seen one by one Oh, maybe one more ... send me to the army to be a prostitute. "

"Actually, you should know that I am not afraid of pain. I did not give in to your means, I just ... still love you."

"I love you, so I want to stay by your side, love you, and feel that I owe you, so no matter how you humiliate me, I think it should be, love you, I give up all my dignity, lowly to the dust ... "

Xuan Ying was shocked, she said ... she loved him?

Love?

Her love?

Xuanying's lips were lip-smooth, and his low-alcoholic voice was slightly dull, with a cold mockery, "A liar with a mouth full of lies! Do you think I would believe it? You want to do it again, don't say love me again, in my eyes You're just a clown in a poor show, I'm tired of it! "

She knew he didn't believe it.

What she said he felt was a lie.

He is tired.

She is tired.

So many years of love came to an end.

"Yes, I won't say any more in the future," Feng Lingxue nodded. "Brother Ying is dead, now you are the King of Silver Face. Naturally, there is a noble and clean lady Miss Shi to match. What, I ca n’t afford it, I do n’t dare to love, and I do n’t love anymore. ”

Xuan Ying suddenly felt that his heart was severely held by a big palm. She said that he loved him, and he felt ridiculous.

She said she didn't love him, and he felt unbearable.

She said she didn't love him anymore ...

The anxiety in her heart grew stronger and stronger, because he felt it already, and she did not love him anymore.

She saw his eyes change.

"Oh," he forced a low laugh from his throat, "when between us, when did you say the last thing?"

He looked down and kissed her red lips directly.

He even kissed her.

Feng Lingxue opened her eyes wide, and quickly stretched out two small hands to reach his healthy chest, trying to push him away.

He's engaged and he has a fiancee, so why bother to do such intimate things?

She doesn't want to.

She really didn't want to, she was not his tool for venting his original desires!

Xuan Ying stretched her palm and buckled her small snake-like waist. Her palms were soft and boneless and slender as willows. No wonder she could fold out so many shapes when she danced pole dance.

The raised throat rolled up and down twice, and he pressed her directly against the wall, his long tongue pierced into her honey belly, agitated by the storm.

Well!

Feng Lingxue raised her eyebrows uncomfortably, her breath was taken away, and it was the aggression that brought him overwhelmingly.

She struggled and twisted hard, but this would only rub the bodies of the two together, and he breathed a little harder, allowing her tip of tongue hard.

He seemed to eat her.

This time he kissed fiercely and didn't know what to vent.

Feng Lingxue opened his mouth and bit his tongue fiercely.

Soon, the sweet **** smell spread into the mouths of the two.

Xuan Ying was in pain and quickly released her. Feng Lingxue raised her small hand and gave him a slap.

With a slam, Xuan Ying was misaligned across the entire face.

The atmosphere was frozen.

Every week, Zhou lowered her head to the ground, and Feng Lingxue's grandmother really dare to do it.

She knows who she hit?

Xuan Ying's tongue pointed at the left face that was hit, and slowly turned his head. He raised his eyelid and looked at Feng Lingxue.

His crimson eyes seemed to kill her.

Feng Lingxue was clinging to the wall. She just slaps hard and now she is numb.

Looking at him, her chest was rising and falling, vigilant and resisting!

Xuan Ying raised her hand and fanned her face.

"You fight!"

Feng Lingxue raised her head and sent her destroyed right face to his palms. "You have the ability to kill me!"

She stared at him stubbornly.

Xuan Ying's palm froze in mid-air and could no longer fight.

A few seconds later, he retracted his hand, clasped her arms, and threw her directly into the room.

Feng Lingxue took two steps, barely holding her body, she looked back at the man, "what do you want to do?"

Xuan Ying came in, Gao Daying's back pressed against the door panel, closed the door of the room, one-handedly copied his trouser pocket, and one-handedly unbuttoned his body. Baiya, "I won't kill you, but I will ... hit you."

"..."

Feng Ling snowflakes understood his meaning for a few seconds, and then his sight was dark, and he was already bullying.