Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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I don't know if the five words "divorce agreement" are too big, so Fu Qinglun felt a bit dazzling.

He pulled up his long legs and stepped forward, and his long, slender fingers picked up the divorce agreement, scanned the contents, and went out of the house.

He sat on the sofa, took out his cell phone, and dialed out a string of less familiar numbers.

The melodious bell rang again, and the phone at the other end was answered, "Hey."

Although it is a word, the word is beautiful and pleasant, much like the face of the woman, ice-snowy and beautiful. The two beauties of Yecheng, Tang Moer and Lin Shizhen are like Zhang Ailing's article --- Red and white roses.

Tang Moer is a cinnabar mole in the heart of a man, and Lin Shimao is a white moonlight outside a man's window forever.

Fu Qinglun ’s black thin coat has not been taken off, and Ying Ting ’s body is hidden in a dark red sofa and faint moonlight. Play with me? "

"Mr. Fu, I haven't seen you for two years. It's not that my skills have grown, but that your imagination has been enriched again."

Fu Qinglun's handsome face suddenly cooled down. He didn't change his face often. Once he changed his face, the whole person exuded a strong gloomy sigh. "Mrs. Fu, my wedding night raped me, let me be the laughingstock of my brothers, you Talk to me now about divorce? "

"Mr. Fu, what's going on on the wedding night, don't you have a force in your heart?"

Fu Qinglun's eyes sank, and the air field around him dropped directly from zero to forty degrees below zero. "Lin Shizhen, learn to speak swear words, huh?"

"I'm not Lu Qier, the first lady of Emperor's capital, never swearing. By the way, Mr. Fu, I heard that Gu Mohan was passing on a scandal with Tang Moer as soon as I returned to China, then your Lu Qier's spare tire should be straightened Come on, congratulations in advance, you're finally going to marry the little green plum in your heart. "

After speaking, Lin Shizhen hung up the phone directly.

She dared to hang up his phone and listen to the "beep" sound. Fu Qinglun held the phone's long fingers and turned white and stiff. At last, he slammed the phone on the wall. .

There is always a way for this woman to make him angry!

...

In the bar.

Tang Moer stood obediently in the corner. She didn't dare to move, because she had no fighting power.

At this time, a bodyguard smashed at her with a bottle. Her pupils shrank and she couldn't breathe, but her eyes were dark and a strong masculinity fluttered over her, protecting her steadily. In my arms.

With a slam, the bottle broke.

At a glance, Tang Moer saw that the black sleeves on Gu Mohan's arm had been cut, and a long blood hole was drawn inside, looking shocked.

It was him who protected her just now.

"You are hurt!" Tang Moer's breathing was trembling, and her heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a big palm. She quickly caught the blood in his wound with his small hand.

Looking at the woman's pale face, Gu Mohan's erect body was hidden in the dim, and the whole person was covered with a layer of **** suffocation. He coldly raised his lips, "Satiated, so many men Are you fighting? "

"..."

Tang Moer was speechless for a while.

At this time, the bar security and the bodyguard called by Fu Qinglun all rushed in and quickly stabilized the scene. Huo Beichen knocked down two bodyguards and ran over, "Second brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Gu Mohan gave a thin lip, and then clasped Tang Moer's slender hawk, "Give me a presidential suite."

...

The presidential suite door opened, Gu Mohan dragged Tang Moer into it, kicked the door of the shower room, he threw her in front of the washstand, then opened the cold water and started to poke her right face.