Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Ling Limu had just returned, with an air of cleanliness and clean air from outside, and his masculine masculinity.

His tall body bullied her a little, and Fu Xiyao felt that he was surrounded by his masculinity.

She blinked slender Yu Jie, and Shui Ying stared at him.

Then the maid came over, "Sir, ma'am, it's time to eat."

The intrusion of an outsider made Ling Limu stop. He was very close to this beautiful little face in front of him, and he could easily touch it.

Fu Xiyao quickly lowered his head, embarrassed and buried in his masterful arms.

"understood."

Ling Limu's voice was low, and the maid, who had discovered something wrong, hurried away.

"Let's go and eat."

Ling Limu turned sideways and took Fu Xiyao's small hand.

"Wait."

Fu Xiyao handed half of the chocolate in her hand to Ling Limu's thin lips, "for you."

Ling Limu tickled her thin lips and ate the half of the chocolate with her little hand.

...

After having dinner, Ling Limu went into the study office, and his personal secretary came.

Fu Xiyao took a bath, wore a long skirt, and came to the door of the study. Then he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"In."

There was a hurrying voice inside.

Fu Xiyao pushed in.

At a glance, Fu Xiyao saw Ling Liwu sitting on the office leather chair, and the private secretary stood beside him, reporting something respectfully with him.

She came in, the secretary snorted, Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on her beautiful pupil, "Looking for me?"

Fu Xiyao held a book in her arms. "No ... I borrowed a book with you this morning. I've finished reading it, can I borrow another one?"

Ling Limu picked up Jianmei, "Take whatever you like."

Fu Xiyao walked to the side of the bookshelf. This study has two large rows of bookshelves with a lot of books on them.

Fu Xiyao carefully turned around, most of his books here are business economics, obscure, she is naturally not interested.

Fu Xiyao found a masterpiece in Greek.

She comes from a noble age, was a clever learner since she was young, graduated from a first-class institution, and is proficient in eight languages. It is no problem to understand Greek.

Fu Xiyao took the Greek masterpiece. Instead of going out, she sat on the sofa in the study to read.

Ling Limu was in the office. When he raised his eyes, he saw the beautiful shadow on the sofa. Fu Xiyao wore a white gauze skirt, and his long black hair was softly scattered on his shoulders. Beauty is like a sand painting.

"President ..." the private secretary whispered.

The private secretary had to speak out, because the eyes of his president were attracted.

There was no emotional wave on Ling Limu ’s handsome face. The forty-year-old man was restrained and steady, so that people could n’t spy anything. “You go back first.”

"Yes, president."

The personal secretary left, Ling Limu got up and came to Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao overestimated herself. She felt that she had no problem reading this Greek masterpiece, but when she saw a certain part, she got stuck and couldn't understand.

At this moment, the sofa beside her collapsed, Ling Limu sat beside her, and asked softly, "Would you like to help?"

Fu Xiyao handed him the book in hand, "I don't understand it here."

Ling Limu drew a handsome eyelid and talked to her easily.

Fu Xiyao's beautiful eyes were very clear, she looked at him, "Ling Liwu, were you a school bully when you were at school?"

Ling Limu snorted slightly, "Well."

Fu Xiyao smiled, the beautiful little face bloomed with a bright light, "I was also a school bully when I went to school, but unfortunately I didn't meet you then, otherwise ... I must compare with you!"

Ling Limu glanced at her, "Although you must be better than me, I will let you."

"..."

No match yet, how does he know the outcome?

Fu Xiyao looked at him unconvinced, Ling Limu's stiff back was a bit lazy on the sofa, a black shirt on his body, this black lining is noble, deep, and mysterious. Twenty years ago The handsome and unparalleled teenager Ling Liwu must be especially popular with girls, right?

"Then I don't watch it. You translate for me and tell me."

Fu Xiyao leaned comfortably on the sofa.

Ling Limu hooked her lips, and she was very obedient. Then she interpreted the place she just watched.

Fu Xiyao soon became sleepy, blaming that this man's voice was so nice that the woman's ears could become pregnant, she snored while listening.

Ling Limu watched the little woman around him shake as if she was about to fall. He held the book with one hand and stretched out a healthy arm.

Fu Xiyao fell into his arms.

She really fell asleep, and her small head fell into his strong chest and quickly found a comfortable position. She slept very sweetly.

Ling Limu put down the book, and her big hand slowly rested on her scented shoulder, and took her gently into her arms.

The aroma of her body was under her nose.

Ling Liwu looked down at her, she had no traces of years, her face was full of collagen, and when she looked at it from such a close distance, the powder was like a blooming rose.

She was soft like a spring water in his arms at the moment.

Ling Limu lowered her eyes and approached her a little bit.

At this moment, Fu Xiyao in his sleep suddenly moved, and his face was buried in his collar.

Ling Limu stopped, a helpless and petting arc lined up on her lips, and kissed her gently on the white forehead.

He said something in her ear.

Greek ... I love you like life ...

...

The next night, Ling Limu took Fu Xiyao to the bar.

A girl like Fu Xiyao rarely comes into contact with a bar. She went once on her eighteenth birthday.

This time Ling Limu took her to play.

Fu Xiyao was in a luxury box. When Ling Limu came out, he met an acquaintance, Princess Luo Ling.

Princess Luo Ling looked at Ling Liwu with love and hate, unhappy.

Ling Limu glanced briefly at Princess Luo Ling, pulled her leg and left.

Seeing Ling Limu neglect herself like this, no matter 15 years ago or 15 years later, she refused to give her a right eye, and Princess Luo Ling's teeth were itchy.

If he treats any woman like this, it doesn't matter, but he is deeply rooted in Fu Xiyao. How can people not be jealous?

"General Ling, please stay away!" Princess Luo Ling cried.

Ling Limu's footsteps did not stop, it was obvious that she regarded the air.

"Ling Limu, why do you treat me like this, I truly love you, but Fu Xiyao does not love you!"

"Even if you marry her, Fu Xiyao is famous and grew up in love and warmth from a young age. She is so noble. The men around her are like the pride of my brother Lawson and Gu Yelin. And no matter how high you climb, you still have blood and origin that can't be changed. Fifteen years ago, Fu Xiyao had made a choice and she didn't follow you. "

"Fifteen years later she was forced to marry you because of the situation, but two days after your wedding, she hasn't been with you yet, has she?"

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