Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Little Gu Yelin, who is far away from the Imperial City, sneezed. Who is calculating me?

Little Lemon listened to this and crooked his head. "But Niu Niu Ge Ge is not another boy. He is my husband when I grow up."

Fu Qinglun's proud lips just froze quickly, "..."

At this time, Little Lemon pulled on her shorts and came over. She looked up at Daddy's tall and handsome body with her head up, and then she stretched out Xiaobai's hand and dragged Daddy's trousers. Is Your Woman Married? "

Fu Qinglun turned around, squatted down, and then touched the little lemon's head, "Daddy will not marry others, Daddy can only force your mummy."

"But I think it's useless to force them. You probably only push Mommy away. Girls are going to coax. Why don't you use sweet words to coax Mommy?"

Fu Qinglun shook her head. "Your mum is different from other girls. She received too little warmth and love from childhood. In order not to be injured, she closed her heart and refused to let anyone in. Daddy had done it before A lot of wrong things, accidentally hurt your mummy, your mummy is now pushing Daddy far away, if sweet words can coax her, Daddy would coax early, but it is useless, your Mummy is not willing to give Daddy For a chance, Daddy could only break the boat and break all the back roads for me and your mummy. "

Said Fu Qinglun raised his thin lips, "This is a prosperous gamble. Daddy bets that your mummy still loves Daddy."

Taking a step back, if she doesn't love him anymore, he will do nothing.

She will leave sooner or later, and he cannot keep it.

If she still loves him, he won't allow her to step back, he asks for an opportunity.

Little Lemon nodded, seeming to understand.

Fu Qinglun kissed the face of the little lemon.

At this moment, the knock on the door rang, and Lin Shizhen's uneasy voice came from outside the door, because Fu Qinglun had never taken care of his daughter alone.

"Okay, Mommy." Little Lemon ran happily to open the door.

The door of the shower room opened. Lin Shizhen looked down and saw the little lemon, but her face changed greatly because the little lemon had a nosebleed.

"Little lemon!" Lin Shizhen whispered softly.

The little lemon closed its eyes and poured directly backward.

Lin Shizhen reached out to pick it up, but Fu Qinglun took a step ahead of her and already hugged a small lemon.

"Hurry to the hospital, I'll call Si Kong!"

...

In the hospital.

The red light in the operating room lit up, and Lin Shizhen froze in the corridor. She stared at the dazzling red light on the door of the operating room. Standing in the corridor one day, watching the little lemon being pushed to the rescue.

Her hands and feet were cold, cold and cold.

Si Kong quickly walked in wearing a white mask, and banged, and the door of the operating room was closed in front of him.

Lin Shizhen lay beside the operating room door. There was a small window on the door, but she was blocked by the curtains. She couldn't see anything.

But she was lying there, looking hard inside, two small hands tightly pulling the door panel, until a sting came.

"Shishi, let go!" At this moment a low magnetic voice sounded in her ear, and her little hand was tightly held by a big palm.

Lin Shizhen turned his head, the dull blank eyes fell on the person, and Fu Qinglun's handsome face gradually reflected in her pupil.

She let go of the tightly slammed door.

Fu Qinglun held her little hand, her hand was very iced, because she pulled the door too hard, her five fingers were stiff, and her fingers were bleeding.

It seemed like he had a big palm clenching his heart tightly. Every breath he took was painful. It was the first time he saw the appearance of the little lemon.

Her beautiful Hitomi lost all the colors, and the whole person became dull and numb. She obviously fell down at any time, but she stood there cold and strong.

She was guarding the little lemon.

She is waiting for the little lemon.

With mommy, Little Lemon will not be afraid.

In the past three years, how much has she suffered where he didn't know?

"Fu Qinglun, little lemon will not be wrong, right?" Lin Shizhen asked him word by word.

Fu Qinglun nodded. "With me, nothing will happen, don't be afraid."

"but…"

"No, but I'll take you in for a look now."

Lin Shizhen's pale eyes flashed instantly, "Can I ... enter the operating room?"

...

Two people put on sterile clothes and entered the operating room. Fu Qinglun took Lin Shizhen to the isolation window. Through this window, he could clearly see the inside, and the small lemon was lying on the operating table for surgery.

Lin Shiquan trembled with feathers like combs, with red nose and red eyes, tears in her eyes, but she could not shed.

At this moment, her body was warm, and a handsome, warm body was affixed from behind, holding her tightly in her arms.

Fu Qinglun hugged her and kissed her cold face gently, in a voice that only two people could hear, "Cry out if you want to cry, it will be better to cry."

Lin Shizhen looked at the little lemon inside, and twitched her red lips. "When the little lemon was born, it was sent to the incubator. Those doctors told me every day that you must be mentally prepared. Your daughter will always be ready. It's life-threatening, and I cried secretly every night. "

"Later, Lemon was delivered to my hand. I held her for the first time. Although she was thin, she looked at me with **** eyes, and my tears dripped onto her little face. She Scared and started crying. "

"Since that day, I dare not cry."

Fu Qinglun closed his eyebrows and listened quietly, listening to the mother and daughter's past.

His eyes became red, and he twisted easily by clasping her soft waist. She turned around, and he pressed her tightly in her arms against her back.

The thin thin lips kissed softly against her soft hair, and he murmured, "Shi Shi, you can cry now, with me, and I will always be there."

...

Little Lemon was sent to the intensive care unit. She was not awake and was in danger for 24 hours.

Lin Shizhen kept watching, and she fell asleep beside the bed in the early morning.

At this moment, she felt her fingers itchy and itchy, and slowly opened her eyes. Under the dim light, in the quiet ward, Fu Qinglun held her little hand, holding an alcohol sponge in her hand to help her deal with it carefully and intently With today's rotten nails.

She wanted to move, but she was weak. Every time a small lemon became ill, she also seemed to follow the illness.

Her comb-like Yujie, dimmering in dim light, hangs quietly like a small fan, and she just looks at him like this and keeps watching.