Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The operation was very successful and Lu Yeming was pushed into the VIP ward.

In the ward.

Jun Xiqing stood next to the bed, looking up at Lu Yeming. He was wearing a blue and white stripe uniform, his face like Guan Yu's face was sickly pale, he was not awake, and his fan-like curled eyelashes Quietly dangling, without the shame and sorrow of ordinary people, now he is like a handsome family son.

Jun Xiqing stretched out his white fingers and gently poked at a circle of green residue that just came out of his jaw.

The thorny green residue pierced her soft abdomen with pain and crispness.

Lu Yeming, Lu Yeming, can fascinate individuals at any time.

Then a sound of footsteps sounded, and Vatican came in, "Miss Jun."

Jun Xiqing took a pen and wrote on the paper --- look at your lord, I will go back first.

go back?

Fanmen was surprised, "Miss Jun, don't you stay with the Lord, I think the Lord will definitely find you at first sight when he wakes up."

Jun Xiqing shook her head. No, she couldn't stay.

She is very dangerous now, and the poison of her body has not been solved. She is afraid that she will hurt him again.

Jun Xiqing went out.

At this moment Pei Wu dance, "Qing Qing, are you leaving?"

Jun Xiqing looked at Pei Wu--auntie, sorry.

Pei Wu Wu held Jun Xiqing's soft, boneless hand, "Qing Qing, you don't have to blame, this is the grudge of the previous generation, and it has affected you, the innocent young generation. My child is a big killer, and you sigh No one can die. "

"..."

Jun Xiqing, haha, dare not.

"Monarch." At this moment he heard Vatican cried.

Pei Wuwu raised her eyes and saw Murong Cheng, who stood tall and upright in front of her. She first looked at Lu Yeming in the ward, and then her deep eyes fell on her face.

The dim light on the corridor hit Murong Cheng's handsome and mature face, serious and majestic, but he could not see the mood.

With four eyes facing each other, the most tense is Vatican.

Fan Men was very afraid that Murong Jiancheng had begged to dance with Bei Yiwu. You should know that Murong Chengyi had caught Bei Yiwu for so many years.

Three years ago, Bei Rongwu gave Murong Cheng medicine and left a "Huff husband book" to run away.

Now that the Lord is not sober, Vatican does not know who he should listen to if the two start.

But nothing happened.

Murong Cheng glanced at Pei Yiwu indifferently, then turned and left.

Vatican was stunned. What does the monarch mean now?

Pei Wuwu looked at the back of Murong Cheng, a former husband, two people naturally have nothing to say.

"Qingqing, I want to go back too, let's go together."

...

Pei Wuwu went out of the elevator with Jun Xiqing and walked in the hospital hall.

Jun Xiqing looked up and saw an acquaintance.

She quickly drew Betty to dance --- Auntie, look.

Pei Wu looked up, and Murong was built.

Murong Jiancheng stood by the door. The monarch of a country raised his imperishable spirit.

He was wearing a handmade black coat, a white shirt and black trousers, and a limited-edition steel watch on his sturdy wrist. His eyes were high on the horizon. A man in his forties was mature, handsome, and powerful. , Money, wealth, potential are all in the palm of the hand, whether it is a young girl who loves the beginning of the sinus, or a charming young girl-the woman is fascinated by that one.

There is a girl with fluttering hair standing in front of Murong Cheng, wearing a pure white skirt, looking at only 20 years old, young and beautiful.

The girl was blushing and full of love, watching Murong Cheng, and handed a paper bag in her hand.

Obviously a gift to Murong Cheng.

Murong Cheng didn't have any expression. He gave the girl a slight glance and left.

The girl was hit hard, crying and running away, covering her mouth.

"Well," Pei Wu pouted, "he's still the same as before, one wood, uncomfortable."

Jun Xiqing wrote in the palm of Pei Wu's hand --- the monarch is not close to female-color.

Pei Wu raised her eyebrows and looked at Jun Xiqing with all kinds of styles. "The **** who is not close to women is a eunuch."

Jun Xiqing quickly straightened her delicate back. She swears that she did not say that the monarch is an eunuch!

...

Instead of staying in Gillian Room, Pei Wuwu lived in a seven-star luxury hotel, and Jun Xiqing also lived in.

In the evening, Pei Wu took a bath and wore a black silk dress. She picked up her cell phone and wanted to send a text message to Jun Xiqing.

However, she remembered that she did not have Jun Xiqing's number.

Pei Wu has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and she is most acquainted with people. Jun Xiqing is dusty, smart, intelligent, and without losing the softness and prettyness of the girl. She and Lu Yeming are a natural pair.

In her heart, she has taken Jun Xiqing as her junior daughter-in-law.

How could she not have a daughter-in-law number?

What a mistake.

Bei Wuwu opened the door of the room and walked in the corridor to find Jun Xiqing.

8066.

By the way, this is Qing Qing's house number.

Bei Yiwu raised her hand and knocked on the door, but the door was not closed, and she squeaked open.

Why doesn't Qingqing close the door?

Pei Wu walked in.

There was no one in Ou's three-dimensional luxury presidential suite. Pei Wu looked around and heard the sound of water flowing from the shower room.

Pei Wu walked to the door of the shower room.

As soon as I walked by, the door of the shower room opened suddenly, and a large palm came forward lightningly, clasping her wrist and pulling her in.

She was ushered on the silky porcelain wall with a handsome mature face in her sight.

Murong was built.

Betty danced lagging, "How are you?"

Seeing her, Feng Rong's chill slowly disappeared from Murong Cheng's body, and he pursed his thin lips, "I thought it was a thief, what are you doing in my room?"

His room?

Pei Wu knew that she had gone to the wrong room.

8606, this seems to be Qing Qing's house number.

At this moment Murong Cheng loosened her and turned around.

Pei Wu arrived at the wall and looked at him. He was just taking a bath, and was wet all over, and a bath towel was tied around his waist.

Her eyes lingered wildly on him. The man in his forties, like his mature face, was not old, with strong muscles, six pack abs, tight waist and small The drops of water dripped down his clear-cut muscles, making people look red and red.

Realizing her wanton gaze, Murong Cheng turned his head and glanced at her, "Enough?"

Bei Yiwu lazily drew red lips, "Murong Jiancheng, although I took a break from you, but we had a good time with the husband and wife, I can't tell you how old can you tell?

Murong Chengcheng sneered, ruthlessly shouted, "We're going to have a husband and wife, so I have time to go to bed with you?"

"..."

Pei Wuwu blinked, "Murong Jiancheng, you ... you're bad."