Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Fu Qinglun's grandma?

Lin Shizhen guessed that Fu Qinglun had another life three years ago. This is probably Fu Qinglun's grandmother.

Now that the grandmother flew to the Imperial City, and even penetrated into the ward of Little Lemon, overhearing their conversation, Lin Shiquan reluctantly tickled her beautiful red lips.

At this moment, my grandmother continued, "But from now on, I have cut off my grandparents' relationship with this jerk!"

Grandma's face angrily exacerbated justice.

Severance?

Fu Qinglun looked up at grandma.

Lin Shizhen also twisted her eyebrows. At this time, her weak and boneless hand was grasped by her grandma. Grandma looked at her with a curvaceous smile and was quite pleased. "Xiao Shishi, I just I heard it, it ’s all this **** boy who has lost you and made you suffer. Xiaoshishi, like this **** boy, my grandma must not be able to tolerate him. In the future, I and you, and little lemon, just our grandchild The three depended on each other. "

"..."

"..."

Fu Qinglun pulled a forehead, he really couldn't stand the grandma in this show.

Lin Shizhen almost smiled. She took a look at his grandma's flattering smile. The old man took a little poem, which was familiar. He also threatened to depend on her and Little Lemon. This ...

"Grandma!" Fu Qinglun screamed with his eyebrows.

"What's it called, shut up for me!" Grandma gave a glance at Fu Qinglun directly, and the disgusted look was afraid he would affect himself.

Grandma understood, Assen offended her little poem and little lemon. At this time she had to draw a line with Assen, otherwise she would die.

"Xiao Shishi," Grandma looked at Lin Shizhen again. "Let's go back to the ward with Little Lemon and stop talking to this **** boy."

Talking about grandma, he took Lin Shizhen's small hand and left.

Fu Qinglun left behind, ...

...

Fu Qinglun pulled out his long legs and came to the door of the ward. He heard a cheerful laughter, and his grandma had already laughed with Xiao Lemon.

Grandma likes children very much, and she can also coax them. She and Little Lemon have become good friends.

Si Kong stood beside Fu Qinglun and whispered, "Little Lemon has septicemia because he is a premature baby and his immunity is too low. If I want to be cured, I must give Little Lemon chemotherapy. The chemotherapy is very painful. The fairy was reluctant. "

Lin Shizheng's reputation as a "little fairy" has spread to the Gutenberg family.

Fu Qinglun's hands in his trouser pockets were punched into fists. It was him who killed Little Lemon.

She certainly couldn't bear it. Little lemon was the meat falling from her. For every little lemon that hurt, she hurt two points.

How much and how much pain she has suffered in these three years.

He remembered last night, last night she was crying under him, crying forbearance, weak and desperate ...

He hurt her again.

When Little Lemon was operating, he forced her to stay.

He also said so many cruel words.

She must resent him, hate him, and never love him again.

At this time, Grandma saw Fu Qinglun standing next to the door. After all, she was her own grandson. She also expected this grandson to bring her back to Gudingbao with her little poem and little lemon. She coughed and pretended to be angry. What the **** are you doing at the door? Be a mannequin, come in and pour a glass of water for the little lemon! "

Hearing Grandma's voice, Fu Qinglun quickly pulled away from the painful thoughts, and he pulled out his long legs and went in.

Pour a glass of water, then come to the bed, "little lemon, drink some water."

Since he came in, the laughter and laughter of Little Lemon have disappeared. She raised her **** grape-like eyes and looked at Fu Qinglun, then lowered her head.

Little Lemon didn't look at him, her two little hands clasped her knees, and her pink little mouth beaked.

Grandma kicked Fu Qinglun with her leg raised. It was a real evil, even if she offended the daughter-in-law, even the girl would ignore you.

No cure!

Fu Qinglun immediately added a footprint on his trousers and trousers, but he didn't look at it. He slowly lowered his erect body, and came to Xiao Lemon's forehead and gently printed a kiss.

"Little lemon, I love you." He whispered in a voice that only two people could hear.

I love you ...

The little lemon trembled and slender Yu Jie still mumbled and refused to speak.

Fu Qinglun looked at her affectionately, and touched her little head. This is his daughter, the daughter Shishi gave him!

he loves her.

At this moment a stream of light footsteps sounded, Lin Shizhen came in.

"Mama." Little Lemon cried out immediately.

Lin Shizheng will not object to Fu Qinglun's contact with Little Lemon. They are father and daughter. Little Lemon needs to be stunned, and they have good feelings.

But Lin Shizhen's Qingli's face was very white, white without blood.

"Ma Ma, what's wrong with you, aren't you feeling well?" Little Lemon immediately noticed the strangeness of Ma Ma.

Lin Shizhen put out her pale hand and touched her flat belly, she felt a stomachache.

Afraid that Little Lemon was worried, so Lin Shi whipped her red lips, "Mama is fine."

Fu Qinglun's eyes were dull, he pulled out his long legs and came to the woman's side. He stretched out his white and clean palm, clasped her slender wrist, and whispered, "What happened?"

Her hands were cold, like ice.

Lin Shiquan quickly pulled back his hawk, "I'm fine."

As soon as the voice dropped, a whirlwind turned around and Fu Qinglun had already picked her up horizontally. "I'll take you to the doctor."

Looking at the cuddles, little lemon, yeah!

Grandma looked at the back of the two, this kid, isn't she stupid!

...

The doctor opened the checklist and Lin Shizhen went to draw blood.

The little nurse was looking for muscles and slapping Lin Shizhen's hand. The sound of this "slap" was a little loud.

At this moment, a low-alcohol magnetic voice sounded in my ear. Although polite, it was cold. "Can you be lighter?"

The little nurse looked up and saw Lin Shiyu standing upright like a jade figure. Fu Qinglun today wore a hand-made white shirt and black trousers, and the finest fabrics were ironed without the slightest wrinkles. Flowing with the elegant breath of noble blood, Fu Qinglun overflowed with a powerful aura of elites in the mall, clean and charming.

The little nurse blushed, never seen such a handsome man.

"First ... sir, Miss Lin's blood vessels are relatively thin and must be beaten hard to find them." The little nurse explained bumpingly, and looked at Lin Shizhen for help.

Lin Shizhen raised her beautiful apricot eyes and looked at the man next to him. He kept his side by copying his trousers pocket with one hand, and saw that the little nurse turned her white little hands red. A cold arc.

His displeased look had scared the little nurse from moving.