Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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He's always domineering like this.

In front of her, do whatever she wants.

She never asked if she wanted to, or whether she was happy or not.

She didn't want to kiss now and didn't want to have any close contact with him.

Perceiving her resistance, Lu Yeming's handsome brows slowly sank. Several slender fingers clasped her two turbulent wrists against her head, and her long body like a jade pressed her tightly. Jun Xiqing, I always think that girls occasionally lose their temper and the noise is very cute. If I have time, I will follow you and coax you, but do n’t keep messing with me because you will consume Do my patience with you. "

Jun Xiqing's heart slowly cooled down. She tickled her lips. "President Lu, what do you mean by this? So I should learn to be good to please you?"

Jun Xiqing looked at him and said, "I'm sorry, I've let you down, I can't do it."

Lu Yeming's handsome facial features cooled down instantly, a very expensive suit exudes a frosty frost. "Oh," he chuckled, "Jun Xiqing, have I been too petting recently, let you be like this He is petting and proud? "

Jun Xiqing frowned slightly, "You think so."

Watching her bright red mouth opening and closing, what she said was so unpleasant that it annoyed him.

Lu Yeming leaned down, blocking her red lips directly.

He kissed her fiercely and kept her from talking.

With such a strong kiss from him, Jun Xiqing felt uncomfortable all over her, and she pushed hard and struggled.

However, his body remained motionless.

Jun Xiqing opened her mouth and bit her lip hard.

She bite so hard that she would bite off a piece of meat on the corner of his lips.

Lu Yeming was in pain and quickly let go of her.

He stepped back two steps, her deep phoenix eyes stared at her fiercely, raised her hands and wiped the corners of her lips with her hands.

Peeling and bleeding.

Jun Xiqing leaned against the wall, struggling and tangling up and down her little chest, she stared at him alertly.

The two men separated by two steps, but they were boundless.

The atmosphere is depressing to suffocating.

Lu Yeming stared at her for a while, then drew back his gaze slightly, he indifferently and lazily grinned, turned and left.

The cold wind swept his suit, blowing an indifferent arc.

...

In the bar.

Lu Yeming came to a luxurious box with several powerful men, all drinking and smoking.

"Master, why did you come here for fun?"

Lu Yeming took off his black suit and put it on the sofa armrest, and then sat on the sofa. Ying Ting's back leaned lazily into the sofa, and her two long legs were superimposed elegantly.

There was smoke on the table, and he pulled out a pinch in his thin lips. A powerful man gave him a fire, and he took a strong puff with his eyebrows tightly.

The green smoke obscured his good looks, and at this moment he had a bit more flamboyant charm.

"Master, what's the matter with you, is it any woman that makes you angry?"

"Oh, Lord, what's the corner of your lips, was it bitten by some woman?"

"This woman really doesn't know what to do. How many people are lining up to marry the lord, she still bites." ...

Lu Yeming low-waisted his cigarette in the ashtray. He wore a white shirt and business vest, a faint flowing chest line, exuding the charming texture of a mature man, and she was quite ignorant.

He kept wondering what she was making?

Isn't he enough to spoil her?

What can be promised, he has already promised, the future things, the love she wants, he has not yet, how to give?

She was not so greedy before.

"Master, ask me to say that this woman is spoiled. You can dry her for a few days now and ignore her, and soon she will run to the door and give you a hug."

How many days did she hang her?

Lu Yeming thought this was very pleasing. He should have been cold to her for a few days, otherwise she would not learn a lesson.

At this moment the box door was opened, and a soft-sounding voice like an oriole started. "President Lu, you are here too, so coincidentally."

Mu Yanyan is here.

Several powerful men were very happy to see Mu Yanyan, "Ms Mu, will your first lady also come to the bar to drink?"

Mu Yanyan walked in with Ting Ting's posture. She smiled delicately, and she expressed her purity and elegance. "I came with my father and happened to see you."

"Ms. Mu, I see you as our only prince, haha."

A powerful man reached out and pushed Mu Yanyan directly to Lu Yeming.

"what!"

Mu Yanyan exclaimed, didn't stand still, and fell on Lu Yeming's leg all of a sudden, hitting her forehead on a coffee table.

"Ms. Mu, are you okay?"

Several powers were taken aback.

"It's okay." Mu Yanyan raised her head, and looked at Lu Yeming with a cautious flatter in her shyness and nervousness. "President Lu, didn't I hit you?"

Lu Yeming slowly exhaled a cigarette, and he squinted his eyes, glancing at the girl next to his leg.

Mu Yanyan fell to his leg, and a small blood mark was splattered on her fair forehead. Even the crystal mist accumulated in her eyes. She looked at him humblely and reverently, her teeth biting red Lips, indescribably touching.

Lu Yeming glanced deep at Fenghuang's eyes, Jun's face was not shocked, he said lightly, "No."

"Ms. Mu, your forehead is bruised. Hurry up and go to the upstairs room for the doctor to bandage."

...

Upstairs Presidential Suite.

The doctor helped Mu Yanyan deal with the forehead injury, then looked at Lu Yeming, who stood by the door, "Master, you have already dealt with it."

Lu Yeming copied his trousers pockets with his hands, and leaned lazily against the wall to watch quietly. The unpredictable appearance made people wonder what he was thinking.

He nodded slightly, and his voice was low. "It's hard."

The doctor left.

At this moment Lu Yeming and Mu Yanyan are left in the room.

Mu Yanyan secretly stared at the man by the wall. Since entering the door, he has been standing there, and he doesn't speak now. His indifferent and restrained gesture reveals a faint laziness and unspeakable charm.

"President Lu, I've got blood on my clothes. May I go in and take a bath? My dad will pick me up later."

Lu Yeming looked at Mu Yanyan, "Go."

Mu Yanyan entered the bathroom.

...

Ten minutes later, a jingle sounded, and the doorbell of the presidential suite was rang.

Lu Yeming reached out and opened the room door.

Outside the door is ... Jun Xiqing.

At this moment, the bathroom door opened and Mu Yanyan stepped out. "President Lu, I've washed it."

Jun Xiqing looked over the shoulder of the man Ying Ting and looked inside. Mu Yanyan was in a wet mist, with long hair and loose shoulders.