Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Fu Xiyao's heart jumped, she stared at Ling Limu coming to her.

"Driver, lock the door!"

Fu Xiyao quickly issued the order.

But it's late.

In the next second, the door next to her was pulled open, and the cold outside invaded instantly, accompanied by a tall, tall body.

Ling Limu propped up on the car frame with one hand, her low back was lowered, and a pair of deep black eyes fell on her face, "What do you hide?"

He asked in a low voice.

Fu Xiyao looked at the man outside, he was jammed by her car, and his low-waisted questioning attitude was just like the Silber luxury car that suddenly killed her and forced her to stop, revealing a soft, slow-twisted calm attitude Domineering and arrogant.

Fu Xiyao trembled the slender Yu Jie, "Mr. Ling, are you okay?"

Ling Limu ticked her thin lips, "Yes, how about I send your pearl to issue a card? Don't you, it fell to the ground. I went back to find it just now, but found it missing."

Pearl issuance ...

Fu Xiyao wanted to take a step back, "I don't know."

"Really?"

"Yep."

Ling Limu reached out her hand and stuck it directly into her pocket.

Fu Xiyao's black and white pupils shrank instantly, "Ling Li Mu!"

She put her small hand into her pocket and held his big hand firmly.

She picked up the Mingzhu hairpin, and now she was in her pocket.

Ling Li Mu's ear rang "Ling Li Mu" in her ears. This seemed to be the first time she called his name.

In her pocket, her little hand pressed on his big hand ...

Ling Limu didn't hold the woman's hand, now she felt the little hand she covered over was warm, soft, slippery and soft.

Ling Limu raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Fu Xiyao's small face.

Now the faces of the two people were very close. She was sitting, and he bowed her waist high. This distance made him see the layer of small crystal fluff covering her greasy white skin. Now the black fringed scarf was scattered randomly In Fan's neck, she looked at him with a pair of stunned beautiful eyes. Her eyes were bright, her eyes were brilliant.

Ling Limu loves her beautiful face.

Only then did Fu Xiyao realize that she held Ling Limu's big hand, and she shrank back like an electric shock.

The white earlobe was uncomfortably red.

"Mr. Ling, what do you mean?"

Ling Limu's deep black eyes looked at her, "I should ask you this, don't you want my gift, why do you sneak up and put it in your pocket again?"

"I ... I think this is a gift from President Ling after all. I accepted it out of politeness. Instead, President Ling, go back to the Pearl to issue the card. Do you want to transfer this Pearl to the card?"

Forward others ...

"Oh." Ling Limu laughed lowly.

Fu Xiyao felt that the earlobe was even redder. She shouldn't say more about this. Luo Luo, who was clearly referred to as "transferring others," could hear a vinegar taste no matter how she heard it.

He said, "Oh," he was obviously joking at her.

"I don't lack gifts. What I don't have is ... the people who receive gifts." Ling Limu said quietly at this moment.

Fu Xiyao was shocked, and his heartbeat was out of control. What was he doing? Did he make a special trip to beat her?

At this time Fu Xiyao saw the driver in front, and the driver probably realized that there was something wrong between her and Ling Limu, and she had already looked at her.

This incident will soon spread to the ears of Mrs. Yun and Princess Luo Ling.

Fu Xiyao squeezed his fist, trying to drive the man in front of him, "General Ling, you ..."

"Get off." Ling Limu lifted his lips.

what?

Fu Xiyao looked at the man in front, "Where?"

"Go to my room."

"..."

Fu Xiyao breathed tightly and didn't understand what he meant. What did it mean ... to go to his room?

She didn't move, Ling Limu raised a handsome eyebrow and smiled lowly, "I'll hug you."

what?

Fu Xiyao hadn't responded yet, Ling Limu's arm stretched out and hugged her delicately.

Suddenly volleying, Fu Xiyao was startled, and he also held her once in his memory, it was still 15 years ago.

In the past fifteen years, there was no man around her.

Now her body was steadily supported by a pair of healthy arms, and a strange and good-looking man masculine was attacked from her nose. Fu Xiyao quickly squeezed his fist and smashed his strong chest. Twilight, let me go, hurry me down, someone will see it! "

Ling Limu's deep black eyes rippled with a bright smile, "I saw it when I saw it. With me, what are you afraid of?"

Fu Xiyao steamed two blushes on her beautiful little face with a big palm. What was she afraid of, and what she was afraid of, she was very afraid.

Ling Limu took her to the Sofitel Hotel with a big step. At this moment, the hotel manager came with several staff members. Everyone saw the scene and took a breath of air.

"Old ... Boss! Boss!"

The hotel manager and several staff members "brushed" in a row and saluted respectfully.

Pu Xiyao, a "boss lady", has shrunk, but she is not!

At this moment, I heard Ling Limu Wen pet smile, "I don't want others to see my face, just hold my neck."

Fu Xiyao said nothing, stretched out his little hand and hugged Ling Limu's neck, and buried the hot little face in his chest.

Ling Limu pressed the president's special elevator and went upstairs.

...

Upstairs, the Presidential Suite.

Two people entered the room, and Ling Limu placed Fu Xiyao gently on the carpet.

Fu Xiyao turned to leave here.

"Fu Xiyao."

Ling Limu called her name, reached out her hand and grabbed her slender wrist.

Fu Xiyao tried to shake him off, "Ling Liwu, you hurt me."

Ling Limu pushed her backwards, Fu Xiyao's delicate beauty back directly on the wall.

At that moment, his eyes were dark, Ling Limu pressed over, and a big hand propped on the wall on the side of her brain, blocking her.

The two were close together, he didn't stick her, and kept some distance.

"Ling Liwu, what exactly do you want to do?"

Fu Xiyao's two small hands were in front of him, and a pair of slender beautiful eyes stared at him with water and shame and alert.

"Call your husband and let him pick you up." Ling Limu said.

what?

He asked her to call Rosen?

Rosen died 15 years ago. How did she call?

Fu Xiyao keenly felt what Ling Limu knew.

"Lawson is healing, so it's not convenient to come over."

"His wife is in the other man's room. He's sick and won't pick him up. If he doesn't come tonight, I won't let you go."

Fu Xiyao's pupils shrank, her red lips trembled, and after a long time she resentfully said, "Are you threatening me? Don't do anything to others, just imagine your wife ..."

Ling Limu interrupted her, "I don't have a sweet wife like you."

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