Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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He really failed to learn.

He never said that before.

Murong Cheng looked at her coldly, without the slightest temperature in his eyes. "Go out."

He let her go out.

Bei Yiwu raised a charming Liu Mei, "I'm not going out, how can you take me?"

"Then wash them together." He reached for her.

Pei Mei ran away.

...

Ten minutes later, the door of the shower room opened, and Murong built a shower and came out.

He wore a white shirt, black casual trousers, and the shirt was not tied into the trousers, a bit more elegant at home.

Murong Jiancheng raised his eyes and looked at the charming shadow standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Pei Wuwu did not leave, waiting for him.

She wore a piece of black silk pajamas with an exquisite figure. The belt around her waist was fringed, and a small part of her calf was exposed underneath. Her red lining was like a fire. The black made her delicate and glamour. Hook-attractive fairies, specializing in sucking men's blood.

Murong Jiancheng looked at her, his voice indifferent, "Find me something?"

Pei Wu turned and looked at him, "Are you looking for a little wife?"

Murong Jiancheng nodded, "There are people who are dating."

"Then why didn't you bring her to your hotel room at night?"

She asked a little bit about what she meant, and those charming eyes looked at him plainly, a little provocatively.

Murong Cheng didn't have any expression. He was very young in a wet mist, "I don't want to do it tonight, can I?"

Pei Wu walked over and came in front of him. She reached out a finger and clicked on his raised throat, slowly sliding down.

Her fingers fell all the way down on the black belt around his waist.

Murong Cheng suddenly reached out and clasped her soft hand. He looked at her with a grim look and warning.

"Murong was built, I see you ... want to do it."

Pei Wu glanced at his trousers.

Murong Jiancheng tickled her thin lips, "It's interesting to play like this?"

Pei Wu pulled her finger back hard. "The little wife you are looking for is smaller than your prospective daughter-in-law. I did not expect that you have such a heavy taste now."

"Is it heavy?" Murong Cheng laughed unclearly, "Isn't a successful middle-aged man who likes to look for a tender little girl who can scoop out water?"

"Murong is built, you are greasy."

Murong Jiancheng did not speak.

"Will you regenerate after you find your little wife?" Asked Pei Wu.

Murong Jiancheng looked at her deeply, and finally she said the point, "not necessarily."

"I don't allow you to regenerate. If you regenerate a son, maybe another 20 years later, a court plot and Murong will be built. I really don't want to see my son kill your son in the future, so you will be born in vain. "

"..."

This woman!

Murong Jiancheng turned around, "This time you follow us back to the palace."

What are you doing there?

Pei Wu didn't want to go back. Although she stayed in the palace for only three months, there were full of memories there.

There is the sweetest and most painful past of her life.

"I won't go." She refused directly.

"Three years ago you threw me a Huff book and thought you were done. Go back with me to sign a divorce agreement and we will get a divorce certificate."

What?

When is his efficiency so low? Isn't it a matter for him to get a divorce certificate?

However, she did want to return to the palace.

Pei Wu suddenly reached out and hugged Murong's neck. She smiled charmingly. "Okay, I listen to you. There is your place. You need to protect me."

Witch!

Murong Cheng suddenly pulled his leg and walked forward, and Pei Wu stepped back a few steps until her knees reached the edge of the bed, and her delicate figure fell into his soft big bed.

At that moment, his eyes were dark, and Murong Cheng knelt on one knee.

He raised his hand and touched her face.

Pei Wu quickly reached out to block.

Murong Cheng expected that she would do this, so he clasped her hands and pressed them into the mattress.

"Murong Jiancheng, what are you doing?" Bei Yiwu looked at him.

Murong Cheng slowly leaned down and kissed her red lips.

A little bit, two people approached.

Pei Wuwu smelled the refreshing scent of bathing on him. She tried hard to start, and avoided his kiss.

"Don't touch me, it's dirty!"

Murong Cheng stopped, he looked at her rejection, she was disgusted with his skin.

She thought he was dirty.

Twenty-six years ago, she never touched him again after she became pregnant.

Murong Cheng's handsome and mature face was covered with a layer of haze, he sneered, "Don't show off in front of me-Sao, I dare to do this again next time, I will go directly to you."

...

Early the next morning.

In the hospital, Lu Yeming slowly opened his eyes and he awoke.

The deep phoenix eyes stared at the ceiling above his head for a few seconds, and then he recovered his sense of clarity.

"Master, are you awake?" At this moment, Fan Men ran up happily.

Lu Yeming sat up slowly, he glanced coldly at the ward without seeing the dusty figure he wanted to see.

she is not here.

"Master, are you looking for Miss Jun? Miss Jun went back last night ..."

Before the words of Vatican were finished, Lu Yeming killed the past with one eye.

Brahman's scalp was numb and he didn't know what he said wrong.

Lu Yeming smashed his thin lips into a cold curve, and his stomach was still faint. She pierced him, and she didn't stay with him at night?

This conscienceless thing.

Lu Yeming lifted the quilt and got out of bed. "Get ready for the special plane and return to the palace."

"Yes, Lord, Miss Jun ..."

"Take her away."

"Master, I'm afraid that Miss Jun disagrees. The concubine on her body has not been resolved yet. The aunt is on Yuan Ming. Yuan Ming is very likely to urge Miss Jun to stab him again. of."

Lu Yeming's Jun had no expression on his face and didn't even frown. He tickled his thin lips, "She stabbed the president of Country A, so let her go?"

...

Jun Xiqing had just stepped out of the hotel's door, and several bulletproof presidential luxury cars approached her.

Fanmen got out of the car, "Miss Jun, the Lord asked me to pick you up to the airport, and we set off for the Royal Palace."

Jun Xiqing shook her head --- I won't go.

"Miss Jun, you have assassinated the President of Country A. The lord of my family is now officially arresting you to return to the palace for investigation. I hope you will take a correct attitude and try to coax my lord and strive for his generosity."

With a wave of Vatican's hand, the two men stepped forward and handcuffed a pair of cold handcuffs to Jun Xiqing's slender haw wrist.

"..."

Jun Xiqing was dumbfounded.

...

White House.

Jun Xiqing lived in. She did not see Lu Yeming two days ago and heard that he was receiving foreign leaders.

"You are talking about you. The lord is entertaining the VIP. Hurry and go to the kitchen to help."