Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Mo Er was right. She has been thinking about him all these years.

Admit it, Shim Lin, you love him.

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Lin Shizhen slowly got up and came to the counter with various collector's edition wines on it.

She opened a bottle of red wine and had a drink.

Putting the cup down, she opened the room door.

"Where is your master?" Lin Shizhen asked a maid.

Just now Fu Qinglun sent her to the room and went to take a shower elsewhere. She hasn't returned yet.

It's not like his character.

The maid said respectfully, "Master is in the study."

Lin Shizhen came to the door of the study, one-handedly put the door on the door, and gently opened the door. A woman's charming voice rang quickly in his ear.

The sound was abnormal, making people sound red-faced.

Where's the female voice?

Is there a woman in his study?

Lin Shizhen pushed the study door directly open.

Fu Qinglun was sitting on the sofa. When he heard the sound, he quickly picked up the remote control in his hand and closed the large LCD screen.

He turned to look at her, and was instantly attracted to her. At night, she wore a black silk nightdress, cold and beautiful, like blooming Chilan, fragrant and fragrant.

"Shishi, you are so beautiful."

Listening to his praise, Lin Shizhen stepped forward, and she spread out her pure white palm, "Bring it."

"what?"

"You're hiding the remote control behind. What did you watch just now?"

What he looked at could see that voice.

Fu Qinglun's eyes flickered, and he refused to give her the remote control. "Nothing, just some files."

Lin Shizhen raised Qingli's eyebrows. "Then you can continue to look at the files."

She turned and left.

"Shishi, don't go!" He quickly stretched out his articulate palm and clasped her slender wrist.

Lin Shiyi stopped, turned suddenly, and his pale hand went around and snatched his remote control.

She pressed the switch and the large LCD screen quickly turned on.

There are two familiar figures on the screen. She and Fu Qinglun, both rolled down on the hotel's large bed.

This was a honeymoon trip to the divorce three years ago. He secretly filmed an intimate video of two people, but he didn't expect him to keep it.

She had already guessed what passionate movie he was watching at the door, but she did not expect the heroine to be herself.

Lin Shizhen looked at him and raised Qingli's eyebrows. "Fu Shao, you are hiding in the study and watching the movie secretly."

Fu Qinglun was aristocratic blood flowing from the blood of the bones. When the other brothers got together to talk about something bad and do something bad, he never touched it, let alone watch a big movie.

Those women made him sick and sick.

He was captured, but Fu Qinglun calmly, he stared at her with hot eyes, "Of course you shot, I will of course support."

"..."

Lin Shizhen's brows overflowed with a bit of laziness, "In the past three years, do you often watch?"

"Well," Fu Qinglun nodded, "Sometimes once a week, sometimes once every two weeks, I come to see you when I want a woman."

"You don't feel tired after watching it for so long? You can go and see something else."

Fu Qinglun frowned, "I don't like to watch."

"The real scripture of the dress, the autumn porcelain from that house was delivered to the door, didn't you also read it?" Lin Shizhen sat on the sofa with two thin legs stacked.

Her skirt is split, and the thin white legs are looming when thin legs are superimposed, and the violent collision of tired white and black stimulates people's eyes.

One side of her hair curled up behind her white ears, revealing her delicate and delicate side face lines, small palm faces, white skin, red lips, and black hair. She was as beautiful as an ink painting.

She put out a light green hand and patted the position around her, she said, "Come here, I want to watch with you."

She wants to watch with him?

Fu Qinglun picked a good-looking sword eyebrow, and the narrow brows flaunted the mature man's style. He walked over and sat beside her.

On the screen, his big palm took her little face and leaned down to kiss her.

It was Lin Shijiu who wanted to see it, but now the small faces on her both sides quickly steamed out. The study room was too quiet. The sound of the water stain on the kiss made her face red and red.

At this time a strong arm hoop hugged her lumbar limbs and pulled her into her arms.

Lin Shizhen looked up, and Fu Qinglun's face was magnified in her sight.

The little green hand climbed up on his shoulders, and she leaned on her head to kiss him.

Fu Qinglun pinched her thin waist. "What's wrong today?"

"Yep?"

She is very different now.

She was soft, such a cold woman, now soft in his arms like water, he felt like he was dreaming.

At this moment he tasted a faint scent of wine in her honey belly, narrowed the handsome eyelids, and he left her red lips, "Did you drink?"

"Well, drink a little." Lin Shizhen's eyebrows overflowed with a bit of drunkenness, the stamina of the wine came up, she was drunk.

Fu Qinglun reached out and pulled her, sitting directly on her strong thigh. "I want to drink too."

He squeezed her lips tightly, prying her teeth apart with a long tongue, and powerfully and arrogantly took every softness and sweetness from her.

Well!

Lin Shizhen was quickly deprived of his breath, and his clean and masculine man masculine poured in, invading all her senses.

He wants to drink when she drinks milk, and he wants to drink when she drinks. He just loves what is in her mouth.

Lin Shizhen put his hand around his neck and began to respond to his kiss.

The two kissed so hotly that they couldn't be separated.

At this time, Lin Shi's pale little hand went down his master's chest ...

Fu Qinglun immediately got up, hugged her to the desk, reached out and brushed all the documents on the desktop to the carpet.

"Fu Qinglun," murmured Lin Shi's colorful lips, "I hate you, do you know?"

All of Fu Qinglun's actions were rigid. She said she hated him.

He knows.

He always knew.

So, was she deliberately drunk?

Because she can only do that kind of thing with him if she is drunk?

She had shadows in that area and was very cold.

He asked himself, although all this was to save Little Lemon, but he also had a lust. He missed her, and wanted to miss it.

But he forced her.

Fu Qinglun slowly retracted his hand, he glanced down at his trousers, and a self-mockery arc was drawn on the corner of his lips, and he was fine.

He knew that as long as she took the initiative, he would be fine.

He had no resistance to her, whether three years ago or three years later.

But he didn't want to force her.

He killed her. How could he selfishly take over her at this time?

Fu Qinglun slowly let go of her.

Then a soft murmur rang in my ear, "Fu Qinglun, I hate you, but ... I love you too ..."