Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Fu Xiyao originally wanted to have some theory with him, but now he comes directly --- I don't have a sweet wife like you.

Fu Xiyao's slender Yu Jie suddenly trembled, like a frightened butterfly wing, fluttering and fluttering.

What is he saying?

Ling Limu looked at her beautiful small face with a big slap. The handsome and delicate features overflowed with a touch of tenderness. "If I have a delicate wife like you, you have no chance to be in another man's room."

His low magnetic voice was in Fu Xiyao's ears, and it was confusing for a minute, as if with a magical power.

Fu Xiyao's heart rippled, "Don't do this ..."

"What happened to me?"

he asks.

Fu Xiyao lifted up a pair of beautiful water eyes and looked at him, for a moment I didn't know what to say.

Ling Limu hooked her lips slowly, saying, "Sir lady, gentleman is so good, but you ca n’t do it, you ca n’t sleep at night."

Fu Xiyao's beautiful eyes instantly overflowed with wet water. She looked at him and looked forward to it.

His mind, his mind for fifteen years or more, are in these few words.

Fu Xiyao was confused.

"Prince Rosen really died fifteen years ago?" Ling Limu asked suddenly.

Fu Xiyao woke up instantly, she admits that she was in a turmoil just now, and now it seems as if a cold water pours down, and pulls her back to reality.

She is now Princess Xi Yao, and she has a fate that cannot be escaped.

Guttingborg is the brainchild of generations and cannot be destroyed in her hands.

"Mr. Ling, who did you listen to?"

"Count Roy told me."

There was a coldness in Fu Xiyao's eyes. She knew that the paper bag could not hold the fire. Count Roy had already guessed, maybe there was any hard evidence.

The royal family is at stake now.

The little prince has not yet reached adulthood. Once the news of Rosen's death spreads out, coupled with the pressure of Count Roy, that **** storm is coming.

Fu Xiyao pondered in his heart, then looked at Ling Limu, "General Ling, Earl Roy is right, Rosen died 15 years ago."

"Now the battle for the royal family's seizure of power has entered a fierce stage, and Count Roy actually told you such a secret thing. He must want to be with you. . "

"and also…"

Fu Xiyao has a lot of things to say to him. In addition to Luo Li's great affection for him, Princess Luo Ling has also missed him all these years.

As the eldest daughter of Guttingborg, she couldn't live wantonly, in fact, Princess Luo Ling also.

Fifteen years ago Ling Limu left, and Mrs. Yun chose a young talent among the prominent families who supported the royal family to let Princess Luo Ling marry. Princess Luo Ling was unwilling to marry and received a slap from Mrs. Yun.

Later, Princess Luo Ling married with tears. After the marriage, she was very depressed. The horse died five years later. Princess Luo Ling has been widow until now.

Therefore, Princess Luo Ling really hated her.

Luo Li and Princess Luo Ling, no matter which one, he could not touch.

But Ling Limu suddenly interrupted her, "Prince Rosen died on your wedding night?"

Fu Xiyao's words came to an abrupt halt, and his head suddenly froze.

He asked ... what?

Ling Liwu's deep black eyes clung to her little flowery face, never had Fu Xiyao as a man, nor had she ever given birth to a child. Her beautiful girly sense also reflected the charm of the little woman given by time, elegant and Quiet.

"Don't understand, or don't want to answer?"

"..."

Fu Xiyao boiled a small face with a "teng", and she knew what he wanted to ask.

Raising her tiny white hand and curling a strand of hair on the cheek behind Xuebai's ear, she looked at him, "Ling Zong, I'll stop here, you can do it for yourself."

Fu Xiyao's two small hands reached his strong chest, trying to push him away.

But Ling Limu's tall body was like a wall, without moving.

The presidential suite was lit with dim lights, Ling Limu stood against the light, his handsome and deep face was plated suddenly, and the calmness of his superiors showed his aura.

Unable to push, Fu Xiyao Bei bit his red lips, "General Manager, can you let me go?"

Ling Limu's eyes were dark and smiling, "You didn't understand what I just said, I said, your husband can come to take you away. If ... you don't have a husband, then I won't let you go. "

Fu Xiyao immediately smashed him with his fist, "Ling Li Mu, how dare you!"

Ling Limu reached out her big hand and wrapped her fist in her palm. "I didn't dare before, I can only think, now I dare."

Suddenly he held his little hand, Fu Xiyao breathed tightly, the face held by him seemed to be burning, she tried to withdraw her little hand, "Ling Li Mu, don't rely on yourself now being rich, There is power, status, and ... Yan, come and belittle me! "

Ling Limu didn't let go. He lowered his tall and sturdy waist back, brought the handsome features closer to her, and whispered, "If I get you by means and let you marry me, you will be angry with me. Ignore me? "

what?

Fu Xiyao was shocked, her head exploded, she almost suspected that she had a hallucination.

She didn't know what Ling Limu was talking about.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the door, as well as the voice of Count Roy, "Are you sure you saw Princess Xi Yao being carried into this room by a man?"

"Back to Count Roy, I'm sure."

Count Roy's son Luo Jin quickly excited, "Oh my god, Daddy, this is a god-given opportunity. The world-famous, always charming and elegant princess Xiyao turned out to be another man at the night of the hotel, and gave the royal family a green hat. Once the big news comes out, we will be very sure! "

Count Roy outside laughed, "Haha", "Hurry up and open the door of this room to me. I'm going to see the man who is the Princess of Yao Yao night party now?"

"Yes."

People outside are already opening the door.

Fu Xiyao in the room took a breath of air, but she never expected that Count Roy brought someone.

If Earl Roy sees her with Ling Liwu, it's over!

Fu Xiyao quickly grabbed Ling Limu's sleeve and pushed him forward, "You go quickly and leave from the window. Once we are found, we will be pushed to the tip of the wind."

Ling Liwu Gao Yingying's body did not move. He looked at Fu Xiyao with his handsome eyelids, and a calm and soft arc on his lips. "Stand at the tip of the wind, are you afraid?"

Fu Xiyao's action was delayed.

Ling Limu looked at her, his black eyes shattered, and he smiled slowly, "Don't be afraid, you have me."

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