Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Lin Shizhen looked at Fu Jingtong around him, biting his teeth and whispering, "It is not terrible to be sick, it is terrible that you are not cured if you are sick. Fu Jingtong, your best place to stay is a mental hospital."

Fu Jingtong pinched Lin Shizhen's soft waist, then bowed her head and kissed her hair, "Would you believe me to throw Fu Qinglun into the mental hospital first?"

letter.

Of course I believe it.

This Fujing Hitomi **** is a metamorphosis!

Lin Shizhen looked down at Fu Qinglun on the carpet. He wanted to get up and grab her back, but a bodyguard stepped on his heart's wound with his foot. When he moved, the bodyguard crushed it hard, Not coming.

But his cold eyes looked at her, and his eyes were full of affection, and she would be swallowed up.

"Shishi ..." He called her name mutely, "Don't listen to him, don't say that kind of words, I don't like ... very dislike ..."

No man can accept such words.

This is his favorite poem, his favorite woman.

"Fu Qinglun, I still say that, go, leave Yecheng, your life needs to start again."

Fu Qinglun squeezed his fist, and the sadness and nostalgia suddenly appeared in the eyes of Qing Han, "You ... here, how do I go?"

She's here, he can't go.

Where she is, his heart remains.

As if someone was holding a stone and throwing it at Lin Shiyun's heart lake, her heart rippled round and round, turning her little hand into a powder fist, she felt no pain when she put her nails in her hand.

He didn't want to go because she was here.

At this moment, there was a sudden pain in the waist, and Fu Jingtong gave her another blow, "Poetry ..."

His cold voice wrapped around her ears, and he was forcing her to say that.

This sentence is enough to overwhelm Fu Qinglun.

He has been beaten up, but he still has perseverance and he is not overwhelmed.

Lin Shizhen looked up at Fu Jingtong and suddenly drew his red lips. "Fu Tongtong, what's the point of saying this, go back, I'll play with you."

Fu Jingtong stared at her coldly, "Okay, let's go back to play, brother, let's go first."

Fu Jingtong left Lin Shiquan, and he looked at the bodyguard before leaving.

The bodyguard nodded, indicating that he knew.

...

Outside the CC Bar.

Lin Shizhen shook off Fu Jingtong's hand, "Master Jingtong, I'll go first."

"Shi Shi, you play with me." Fu Jingtong glanced at her gloomily.

He knew that she had no feelings for Fu Qinglun. Now Yecheng was full of wind and rain, she asked Fu Qinglun to leave here, and only after leaving here could she start again.

She didn't say that sentence just now. Although she knew that Fu Qinglun was the boy of her childhood, she still took him to heart.

This woman's heart is a matter of life.

"Shi Shi, come here, do you want me to catch you?" Fu Jingtong held out his palm.

At this moment, the cold light flashed, Lin Shizhen had a small knife in her hand, she pressed the sharp blade to her pink neck, and the evening breeze swept her skirt. Smiling, "Fu Jingtong, can you let me die?"

Fu Jingtong's eyes sank. "Poetry, put down the knife."

"Okay." Lin Shixuan retracted the knife into his bag. "I can't bear to die, so don't force me. By the way, Master Jing Tong, you should find a doctor to treat it. Just now Fu Qinglun didn't know if there was any Make you waste. "

After that, Lin Shizhen walked away on high heels.

Looking at the pretty shadow of a woman, Fu Jingtong clenched her palms. This woman is his, and he must get it!

...

at night.

At the police station, the door of the cell was opened and Fu Qinglun was thrown in by two policemen.

"I did not expect that Fu Shao would now come to this point. The squad is here. He used to be the master of the Fu family in the city of Quan Qingye."

"Shh, don't say it anymore, now Master Fu Tong is headed by Master Jing Tong, and now Master Jing Tong throws Fu Shao in, let's not talk rashly, be careful of the evil." ...

The two policemen didn't dare to talk more, and now Fu Jingtong had just taken over and took control of Yecheng. They wanted to close the cell door.

But then someone came, the Deputy Commissioner of Police and ... Fu Rongrong.

"Let's go down," said the Deputy Commissioner of Police.

The two police officers retreated quickly.

"Miss Fu, Fu Shaogang was thrown in. You can go in and take a look." The deputy director of the police department smiled diligently.

"Thank you, Deputy Director, I will remember your kindness. Don't let anyone come in tonight." Fu Rongrong said.

The Deputy Commissioner of Police responded happily and promised, "Miss Fu, don't worry, no one will come in."

The deputy director retreated.

Fu Rongrong stepped forward and went into the cell. Fu Qinglun was thrown on a pile of straw. His handsome face and his body were all scratched. His heart wound was cracked again, and the white sweater was stained with blood. .

Fu Qinglun closed his eyes, and the wet bangs lay on his forehead. Only his masterful chest was undulating, showing a sense of pathological weakness.

Fu Rongrong slowly crouched down. She was obsessed with looking at this man. He is now very embarrassed. It is probably the most embarrassing look in his life, but his handsome Sven face has no waves, and he is still mature and noble. .

Now he is more like a downcast aristocracy.

There is a kind of aristocratic breath that flows from the bones.

Fu Rongrong reached out his small hand, trying to touch Fu Qinglun's handsome face.

But I didn't feel it, because the man opened his eyes, and his cold eyes were cold and without temperature, "Remove your dirty hands and roll!"

He let her go.

This time Fu Rongrong was not angry. She looked at the man and smiled. "Qing Lun, I won't leave tonight, because tonight ... you are mine."

There was a sharp light flashing in Fu Qinglun's cold eyes, and he suddenly sensed a strange fragrance, which was emitted from Rong Rong.

"what have you done?"

"Brother Qinglun, you smell the urge-Qingxiang."

Reminder-love incense.

Fu Qinglun looked at Fu Rongrong, and her pale thin lips evoked a sarcastic arc. "So hungry and lacking a man? Rest assured that one day I will sell you to an African kiln to make you the cheapest prostitute. -Female."

This sentence made Fu Rongrong's face pale, and the man's ruthless words made him unbearable. He looked at her spookily, causing her to feel fear, as if she had already seen her future.

"Brother Qinglun, I don't know in the future, all I know is that you don't have this ability now, you can't even go out of this cell."

Saying that Fu Rongrong reached out and touched Fu Qinglun's masterful chest, "Brother Qinglun, do you feel hot on your body, do you want to take off your clothes, or do you want a woman?"