Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The two hung up the phone sweetly, Ling Limu took the cell phone, quickly left the school, and went to a big mall nearby.

Two hours later, Ling Limu came out of the mall, and he carefully picked some gifts.

It is now more than seven in the evening, and Ling Limu is going to go directly to Fu Xiyao's home.

His big hand carrying the gift bag was cold and grew so big that he had never been so nervous before.

That's Fu Xiyao's family. He will do his best to make her family like him.

Ling Limu stood on the side of the road, ready to take a taxi.

At this moment, two black babysitters came galloping suddenly, then stopped, the door opened, and seven or eight punks with sticks in their hands came down.

The punks looked at Ling Limu, "You are Ling Limu?"

Passers-by saw this scene and quickly scared away.

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on those little huddlers. There was no emotional ups and downs on his handsome face, "I am."

"Your boy, you can't even make up the lesson with someone else's boss. This green hat is buttoned down, and the owner's heart is upset, so let's beat you up."

Ling Limu remembered the make-up family, the beautiful hostess in a **** camisole ...

Ling Limu is 18 years old. Boys at this age should know everything. The hostess is always attentive to him, and that night she still wants to touch his face. The hostess's hidden thoughts he knows of.

Ling Limu put down the gift bag in his hand, his handsome eyelids were cold and thin, and now he was even more tinged with laziness. Looking at the little foolishness, he slightly tickled his lips, "beat me , Why? "

"you!"

The little **** were immediately irritated, "Go on, beat me to death!"

The punks rushed over.

Ling Limu looked at them, twisted his neck carelessly, and he was 18 years old.

When a small mess rushed up, Ling Limu slammed a sharp fist.

what!

One small punk fell down, then two small puppets, three small puppets ... fell down.

In the end, a little bully stepped back in fear. He looked at the handsome boy in front of him.

too terrifying.

Finally, the little **** ran away.

Ling Limu was sweating all over, his slender chest was undulating, and his jaw was sweaty and cold.

Deep black eyes glanced at the little punks who fell on the ground. He stood upright. The teenager's spine was straight, handsome like a pine. He turned and went to get the delicate gift bag on the ground.

At this time a melodious ringtone rang, and he called.

Ling Limu's footsteps stalled, he reached out and took out the mobile phone in his pants pocket.

It was from Fu Xiyao.

Ling Limu Qinghan's eyebrows softened for a moment. He looked at the time, and now he was in a hurry, he was ready to press the button to connect the phone.

At this moment, a muffled humming sounded, Ling Limu felt a pain in his back, "snapped", and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground.

Ling Limu raised his eyes. The gangsters had just left, and now a black nanny car stopped by the roadside. A few men in black walked down and beat him with a stick.

Ling Limu remembered to get up, but his physical strength had reached the limit. With a "thump", he knelt on the ground with one knee.

The throat was sweet and the corners of his mouth slowly overflowed with blood.

At this time, more and more passers-by came over. Everyone looked at this scene. Several sturdy black men were beaten around a handsome young man, and they all said, "Don't fight, he is still a student, and then fight We will call the police! "

Ling Limu felt that his sight was black. At this time, a long black business luxury car came galloping, and the rear window slowly slid down.

Ling Limu raised his eyes. He saw Prince Lawson in the bright car window.

At this moment Prince Lawson was sitting high on the back seat. He gave Ling Liwu a cold and contemptuous glance, and then the luxury car galloped away.

At this time, the man in black retracted the stick in his hand and came to Ling Limu's side. "Poor boy, Miss Xi Yao is not something you can think of. Today, I just give you a little lesson and get back into your slum Or else ... Let's see! "

The man in black left arrogantly.

The passerby rushed forward, "lady, are you okay, you are all injured, let's take you to the hospital."

"Young man, look at you at a young age, how do you get into those people? Those black people are very provocative at first glance, and you avoid it later, otherwise the life will be sad." ...

Ling Limu's face was white, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the white shirt on his body was red.

With his eyes closed, he reached out his hand and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.

He got up, took away the gift bag on the ground, and turned to leave.

The passer-by looked at the teenager's back. He was seriously injured and walked slowly all the way. However, his back was still straight, showing a sense of innocence of the 18-year-old teenager, which suddenly made his heart hurt.

"Lady, where are you going?"

Shouted the kind mother.

Ling Limu didn't look back, he kept walking forward, at this time the melodious mobile phone ringing again, and Fu Xiyao's phone came.

He pressed the key.

"Hey," the girl's soft and sweet voice passed quickly from that end. "What are you doing? I made several calls and you didn't answer. It's almost eight o'clock. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why do you pay Not coming? "

Listening to her voice, Ling Limu gently closed his eyes, and the blood on the corner of his mouth kept dripping, and he blew a flower on his clean white shirt, and slowly hooked his lips, " I'm on my way and will be there soon. "

"Then I'll wait for you, you should hurry up ... you will see me at the first sight of you, I stand outside the door waiting for you ..."

Ling Limu's pair of bright black eyes rippling with softness, "Well."

"See you later."

Fu Xiyao hung up the phone reluctantly.

Ling Limu took the phone and continued to move forward, although he felt that his eyes were getting darker and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every step was difficult.

However, he kept walking.

Because he knew that his girl was waiting for him.

The next second, Ling Limu fell down ...

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Fu Shu ran out, covered his mouth and grinned, "Sister, you are so beautiful tonight, and you have been waiting so long outside, why isn't your brother-in-law coming?"

Fu Xiyao wore a pink dress, her waistline style was delicate and exquisite, and a pure black hair was scattered on her shoulders, which was beautiful and bright.

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