Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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When asked by Dongfang Wanqing, Dongfang Ruoli's face turned white, she said rudely, "Aunt, you can't blame me for this matter. During the three years of marriage, Lu Yeming did not let me get close, nor did I go to bed with me. Why am I pregnant alone? "

"What, you haven't talked to Lu Yemingyuan-Fang? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Dongfang Wanqing asked.

Dongfang Ruoli didn't dare to say it. She was afraid that if she said that, it would be worthless.

Even, she didn't dare to tell Dongfang Wanqing that she and Lu Yeming hadn't received a certificate, and Lu Yeming only gave her a false title.

If it weren't for concealment now, she would never say.

"Aunt, I'm sorry."

Dongfang Wanqing's voice became cold. "If you are so disappointed, Ruili, the patriarch is also very disappointed with you. If you lose the support of the maiden, you will be nothing."

The virgin is the oldest tribe in country A. Each generation in it will choose a virgin and later marry the prince of country A, so its status is very high.

Dongfang Ruoli was startled. "Aunt, I ..."

"Well, I won't tell the patriarch about this for the time being, you will find a way to talk to Lu Yemingyuan-room as soon as possible!" Dongfang Wanqing hung up the phone directly.

Dongfang Ruoli has a deep sense of crisis. If she doesn't talk to Lu Yeming Yuan-fang again, she will become an abandoned child.

The fate of an abandoned son is tragic.

No, she must find a way.

Dongfang Ruoli entered the shower room, took a bath of rose petals, and then came out wearing a **** red veil.

After all, Lu Yeming is a man, and men will have desires, as long as she successfully ignites the fire on him, everything will be done.

Although he hasn't touched her in these three years, he hasn't had a woman by his side.

He hasn't touched a woman for three years.

At the age of 26, Fenghua Zhengmao was also the most flamboyant. She didn't believe that he didn't want that thing between men and women at all.

...

In the study.

Lu Yeming was sitting on an office chair, and at this moment the knock of the door rang.

"Go in." He whispered.

The study door was pushed open. Dongfang Ruoli came in and she put a cup of coffee on her desk. "Master, your coffee."

With a pen in his hand, Lu Yeming was reviewing documents, without raising his eyes, he said lightly, "You can go out."

He drove her away without even looking straight at her.

Dongfang Ruoli was so anxious that she didn't leave, she was going to be his woman.

Suddenly she thought about it, and quietly reached out her hand, and the cup of coffee on the table suddenly poured down.

All sprinkled on Lu Yeming's trousers.

"Ah, Lord, I'm sorry. I'll wipe it for you. I'll wipe it for you now. Your pants are wet."

Dongfang Ruoli squatted down, pulled out a tissue and wiped off Lu Yeming's trousers.

Lu Yeming dropped the paper towel, and his long and thin Hua's body turned a bit. The black leather chair was facing Dongfang Ruoli, leaning Ying Ting's back lazily into the seat, and he drew handsome eyelids. Look at Dongfang Ruoli.

She crouched beside his leg and wiped his pants.

A red veil on her body, the young and graceful woman exuded the floral fragrance of roses, the delicate muscles were looming and the curves were hooking.

She squatted, and the buttons on her neckline were deliberately released, revealing a large deep V.

She was red-naked-naked.

Lu Yeming's look was unknown, and those dreary phoenix eyes were so deep that he could not see anything. He stretched out his long fingers and provoked Dongfang Ruoli's jaw.

Dongfang Ruoli was ecstatic, she raised her eyes and looked at the man with shame.

"Master, it's very late, go to bed earlier, tonight, I'll serve you." She reached out and opened the belt around Lu Yeming's waist.

Lu Yeming didn't let her touch, "Did you forget what I said three years ago? Becoming restless again?"

Suddenly, Dongfang Ruoli was driven into the abyss.

Lu Yeming released her, then got up and left.

He just left, cold and ruthless.

"Ye Ming!" Dongfang Ruoli suddenly made a noise.

She did not call her "Master."

It's called "Ye Ming".

In this world, only Tang Moer would call him "Ning Ming" so softly.

Lu Yeming stopped slowly.

He stayed.

Dongfang Ruoli's eyes brightened, he knew he couldn't refuse, how could he refuse her face?

Dongfang Ruoli walked in front of him and raised his little hand to take off the red veil from his body. "Ye Ming, I'm Tang Mo'er, it's your sister."

She touched his handsome face, and looked at him with admiration and admiration, her voice soft and tempted, "Ye Ming, I know you like my sister, and I will be my sister in the future, you alone, I can be the one you like The role, nobody knows, you can get it, you can get it out to me, treat me as the person you love ... "

Lu Yeming looked at Dongfang Ruoli's soft little face with deep eyes, then reached out and threw her directly into the soft sofa.

Dongfang Ruoli fell straight in, just thinking of getting up, his eyes were dark, and the man's long, cold body covered him.

Dongfang Ruoli was so soft that she quickly reached out and hugged Lu Yeming's neck. "Ye Ming, want me, sister!"

Lu Yeming supported on the back of the sofa with one hand, and his handsome eyelids were covered with a layer of dark-colored things. The yin was frightening. "You are really ... disgusting ..."

Dongfang Ruoli froze.

At this moment, the body was cold, and Lu Yeming pulled away and left.

Dongfang Ruoli felt unparalleled humiliation and embarrassment.

...

Lu Yeming returned to the room, and he took a shower in the bathroom.

I took a cold shower, and there was no steaming heat. I saw small, cold drops of water splashing from his well-defined muscles. The frosted glass door was half open, and he saw his back faintly. His back was straight, and he followed the woman below. Similarly, there is a deep waist pocket, with six expensive abdominal muscles in front, and the buttocks underneath. The hips are even better than women. A deep S-shaped, **** nosebleed.

Lu Yeming's temperament is thin and indifferent to clean and indifferent, and there is a superposition of status and power, which makes him an indescribably superior man. He is very stingy, his face is even more wicked than a woman, his power covers the sky, and everyone will like him, especially It's a woman.

Lu Yeming stood still, letting the cold water rush down from the top of his head, he closed his eyes.

Dongfang Ruoli today reminds him of his adolescence when he was a teenager, and he doesn't remember how old he was. At that time, he knew the hand for the first time, and Mo Er's tender little face suddenly burst into his mind, and he was shocked. Sweat all over.

Full of guilt, I felt that I had defiled the best Mo in the world.

There was a shadow that time that made him feel that **** was sinful and ugly.

Until, met Jun Xiqing.