Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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A passionate Shaobao Lord?

Lin Shizhen yanked her pale red lips lightly. This Mexican seems to have a very good impression of Fu Qinglun.

Women like it, men like it too.

"Oh, is that right? Master, how do you know that the fortress of Gottborg is indomitable?"

The driver in front smiled, "Little girl, are you ignorant? Before this newlywed, how many magnificent men want to marry the Shaobao Lord, but the Shaobao Lord did not give them a positive eye, the number plate 18 For 18 years, the Lord Shaobao has always loved that person, and no one else. "

"Not everyone has 18 years of life, and not everyone can take 18 years to wait and love, and I want to say that if any woman is lucky enough to meet such a man, marry him."

"People are unsatisfactory in their lives, but as long as they are with the one they love, there is no way to solve it."

"Girl, are you sure?"

The driver glanced at Lin Shizhen through the rearview mirror.

Lin Shizhen nodded slowly, "It's such a rationale."

The driver froze. Why did he think this girl was so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Master, stop."

The driver quickly stopped on the road.

Lin Shixuan opened the back door and walked down. Today two flowers in Mexico are full of flowers, and the red carpet is ten miles away.

She lifted her feet up onto the red carpet, then raised her little green hand and slowly touched the petals of flowers.

At this moment, a bang, the crystal chain in her pocket fell on the red carpet.

The little red apple cover popped open. Inside it were two little porcelain people, her and Fu Qinglun.

The two little porcelain people are turning happily, the elegant music sounds, and the man's low-alcoholic voice,

---I love you my wife.

--- Wife, Iloveyou.

--- Wife, Teamo ...

He confessed to her in different languages.

He had received higher education since he was a child, and she did n’t know exactly how many languages ​​he could speak. Chinese, English, Spanish, Japanese, Korean ... He confessed to her in a trick.

He recorded his confession in the crystal chain that sent her, and she stayed with her throughout the day and night.

That was his most pious love.

Lin Shiquan slowly crouched down, reached out to pick up the crystal chain, and dragged the red apple tightly into her palm until her palm hurt.

The tip of her nose was sour, and big teardrops fell down. She reached out and hugged herself, crying like a child.

why?

She was teased by fate again and again.

It is so difficult to be happy.

The driver in the taxi looked at the scene outside, alas, how did the little girl cry, he was comforted just now.

There are so many boys in this world who have broken love and have broken love. What's the big deal, her boyfriend is not the young master, and she can find a better one.

At this moment, a luxury car stopped, the door opened, and a handsome figure walked down.

Who is that?

The driver looked intently, that mouth could swallow an egg, oh my god, it was ... Shaobaozhu.

What's up with Master Shaobao?

The driver looked at Fu Qinglun, and then looked at Lin Shiquan who was crying on the ground. His brain crashed. Why did he think the little girl was familiar? She was the young wife of the young master, Gu Ding. Mrs. Zhuo Shao of the Fort!

This world is all fantasy.

...

Lin Shizhen was still crying, and the sorrow and pain in her heart could not be removed, and she could only cry because she was weak.

At this moment a low-dumb magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "Poetry."

Poetry.

Lin Shizhen's trembling Xiao Xiang's shoulder was stagnation for a moment. She slowly raised her eyes, and Fu Qinglun took Xiao Lemon's little hand and came to her.

Here comes their father and daughter.

"Mum, why are you crying?"

Little Lemon rushed over quickly, she reached out her hand to help Mommy wipe her tears, and whispered to Mommy.

What can I do if I see my mom cry, and Little Lemon wants to cry.

Lin Shizhen wiped away her tears quickly, not wanting to scare the child, she stood up.

At this time Fu Qinglun came over, he stretched out his big palm to fasten her slender waist, and raised her eyebrows and kissed her slightly forehead.

Lin Shiyong hooked her lips, and a big teardrop fell down on one of her lips. "I heard you say in the study, I want to leave, but ... I still have your wedding ring on my hand. , Where can I go? "

From the moment she put on the wedding ring, she told herself in her heart that she would never let go of his hand again.

It hurts to hold.

Let go, it hurts more.

Fu Qinglun quickly hugged her into her arms. Outside for a long time, her delicate body was very cold. He could not wait to rub her into his bones and blood, so that she could feel his hot and hot.

She kissed her hair and kissed her over and over again, "I was on the road just now, I kept thinking, what would I do if you were gone, what would little lemon do, what would our father and daughter do? We cannot live without you. "

Lin Shizhen's cold and pale face was stuck to his atrium position, with two small hands hanging to his side, she hugged him quietly.

Tears fell and she closed her eyes gently.

"Shishi, I confess to you that the egg retrieval operation has failed. We need to think of another way. Either you give birth, or choose the right egg to find a surrogate. Little lemon can't be dragged anymore. I can't help it, believe me. It hurts in my heart. "

Lin Shizhen reached out and pushed him away gently. She looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I choose the first one."

"what?"

"Fu Qinglun, let's have another child." Lin Shizhen said.

Fu Qinglun's dark eyes quickly fell on a layer of red blood, and he asked dumbly, "Did you think clearly? It is dangerous to be born by yourself, and you and your child may not be able to keep one."

"Thinking about it myself, I was born by myself, and I want to save the little lemon. The little lemon can't be dragged anymore. I will do my best to protect myself and my child. Even if ... Tested, little lemon ... "

"Enough!" Fu Qinglun interrupted her. He reached out and squeezed her incense shoulder, and squeezed it tightly. He looked at her, looked deep into her eyes, with a hint of begging, "Poem Alas, your mouth is full of little lemons. What about me, and what about me? "

"Have you thought about it, I need you, too, what can I do if you are in danger?"

"Shiyun, you are so cruel to me, you never thought of it for me!"

Fu Qinglun shook her shoulder vigorously, his eyes were scarlet, burning endless pain and struggle.

He loves her too, he needs her too, he has always been a selfish person, she and little lemon, he wants.

He wants her home.

Lin Shizhen reached out his hands and wiped the tears on his face, and then slowly drew the corners of his lips against his eyes. "Fu Qinglun, the last time you were drunk, did you not hear me? I will tell you again now, I love you. In my lifetime, I will never allow you to have children with other women, even if I give my life. "