Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Gu Mohan just woke up, and his deep narrow eyes with the first waking up, he wore a black silk pajamas, and now the pajamas spread slightly, revealing his half-sophisticated chest, his forehead bangs lying soft On his forehead, he was young and handsome at first waking up, and it was exciting.

"Mr. Gu, it's almost evening. Why are you sleeping?" Tang Moer asked sweetly.

Gu Mohan looked at her lazily, "playing a night card, and only left in the morning, now I'll make up for it."

"Mr. Gu, you have been a little dishonest recently. I am very worried about you. No beauty is hidden under your quilt. You can now open the quilt for me to see."

Gu Mohan sat up, Ying Ting's back leaned lazily against the bed, and stretched out the articulate palm to tear open the quilt. His oversized bed was empty, and he was alone.

"Satisfied now?" He asked with a laugh.

Tang Mo'er raised a delicate willow leaf eyebrow. "Mr. Gu, I am optimistic about you, you are really good."

Gu Mohan pointed the camera down and pointed at his pants. "If you let me stay alone, I can't hide this thing."

His mental state is too high now, and he didn't stop at the poker table last night, and something will happen sooner or later.

Tang Moer drew up his red lips, "I know, I know, no matter how hard my husband is, I will wait for you tomorrow night."

"How to wait?" He asked with interest.

Tang Moer's soft little face flushed, and she just said so casually that he really took it seriously.

Mr. Gu driving the train forever!

"This is temporarily kept secret. I've been here with Shiyan. Husband, I'm hung up. What is it?"

The woman hung up the video chat, Gu Mohan threw the phone on the bedside table and continued to sleep.

...

The next day, at four in the morning, the entire Sikong House was brightly lit, and the red lanterns hung in the palace gallery outside, beaming with joy.

Lin Shizhen had already got up. She was almost asleep that night. Tang Moer and Gu Anan chatted with her. On the last single night, the three women talked and laughed.

Lin Shizhen sat in front of the dressing table, and her well-maintained, waterfall-like hair was scattered, beautiful and moving.

Mrs. Sikong invited Grandma Fu, and Grandma Fu combed her hair. "One comb was white-headed and old, the second combed the case, and the third comb was grandchildren."

Tang Mo'er and Gu An'an looked at each other. Lin Shizhen's hair was very soft. Put the comb on it and comb to the end. After today, Shizhen will be very happy.

After combing her hair, she would start to wear a wedding dress. The Fengguanxiayu brought it.

Lin Shizhen stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom first."

"Okay, go quickly."

Lin Shi walked out of the dressing room and walked in the cloister. At this time, she passed by Si Kong's study. The door of the study was half-closed. The voice of Si Kong's phone call passed from it. The right egg. "

Lin Shiyi's footsteps stagnated, and Qingli's pupils shrank.

"The last time the egg retrieval operation failed, I started looking for the right egg. Now I found it. Today is your big wedding. You left Qing Zi when you were in the cave. The next thing is to me. In the womb of surrogacy, Lin Shizhen would not know that this was not her child. "

As soon as Si Kong's voice dropped, a slam, the study door was pushed open.

He turned quickly, only to see Lin Shizhen pushed open the door of the study, his face stood pale by the door.

Lin Shizhen is here.

She heard it!

Sikong took a breath of air.

At this time, Fu Qinglun's low-alcohol magnetic voice came from the other side of the mobile phone. "What's wrong with you, I seem to hear something. Poems are with you. You must be careful not to let Poems know."

"..."

Si Kong looked at the mobile phone in his hand, and looked at Lin Shizhen by the door ...

...

after an hour.

Fu Qinglun rushed to Sikong Mansion. Instead of walking through the door, he walked to the side door and was not visible.

Opening the door of the study, he walked in, "Si Kong, what are you doing, why do you want me to come now?"

Si Kong's face was a bit stiff. He peeked into the cupboard and laughed, "Ason, I asked you to come here, just to ask you in person, do you really want to have children with other women?" "

Fu Qinglun frowned at Jian Jian, "This is already a matter of nail fixation, why do you ask it?"

"Oh, Asson, now you just have to answer me, yes, no."

"Yes."

Fu Qinglun uttered a word.

Si Kong raised her forehead and looked desperately, Lin Shizheng was in the cupboard. She asked him this question, and she wanted to hear Fu Qinglun speak the answer herself.

It's over.

This is all over.

"After asking, then I'm leaving." Fu Qinglun did not look at Si Kong any more, he pulled his leg away.

...

Fu Qinglun wanted to leave directly. At eight o'clock in the morning, he would depart from Guttinburg to come here to pick up poems.

Grandma said that before Ji Shi, he could not see the bride. This is a rule.

Actually he didn't believe it, but he was scared and still didn't dare to see it.

I dare not see him, but he wants to see him.

Fu Qinglun pulled his leg and came to the bride's dressing room. Looking at the closed door in front of him, he raised his hand and knocked knocking.

"Asson, why are you here?" At this time, Mrs. Sikong saw Fu Qinglun and ran over quickly. "You can't see the bride now."

"Aunt, I know. I just want to talk to Shishi."

In the room, Lin Shizhen was sitting on the dressing chair. She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were pale and her blood was not pale.

She was cold and warm.

Tang Mo'er and Gu An'an glanced at each other, what happened to Shi Yan, just like this when she returned.

Fu Qinglun's voice passed in clearly, Lin Shiying's big small face was lightly cold, and there was no talk.

"Shishi, I want to tell you that I am very happy today, and today ... is the most joyous moment in my life."

Mrs. Si Kong covered her mouth and sneered, "Is that really two words? No?"

Fu Qinglun's handsome facial features are in his tenderness, he shook his head, "Nothing."

There are many things I want to say, but this is what I want to say most.

"Silly boy, you came here just to tell Xiao Shishi how happy you are?"

Fu Qinglun took out one thing and handed it to Mrs. Sikong, "This is what I gave to Shishi, and I apologize for trouble."

As Fu Qinglun reluctantly glanced at the closed door in front of him, he raised his hand, slowly and gently stroked the door with his fingertips, "Poem, I'm gone."

No sound inside.

"Shishi, I'm really gone. I can't meet you. Can you let me hear your voice?"

She didn't speak, he wanted to hear her voice.

Just listen to her voice.

Tang Mo'er and Gu An'an looked at Lin Shizhen ...