Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Lin Shizhen looked up and saw that Fu Qinglun was already standing in the splendid hall of the wall of the lamp, and a man with a clean and elegant appearance instantly became the focus of the audience.

Wrong, isn't he 68?

How did it become 33?

"Which female guest got 33 and was lucky enough to be Fu Shao's dance partner?" The host asked with a smile.

"No. 33 is here, here is Mrs. Fu!" Someone cried.

Lin Shizhen's cake almost fell off. She took out the number plate and looked at it. No. 33, she knew it, she did it!

"No, I remember that No. 33 was not Mrs. Fu, did Mrs. Fu change the number plate with others in order to dance with Shao Fu?"

"Haha, Mrs. Fu, you have controlled Fu Shao too tightly. Under your supervision, no one dares to collude with Fu Shao." ...

"..."

At this moment, the crowd automatically gave way, and Fu Qinglun walked forward with a calm and steady footstep. He raised his cold lips, and relentlessly mocked, "Mrs. Fu, just want to dance with me?"

"..."

Lin Shizheng with his hair can guess that it was the man's hands and feet, but he was even preemptive, it was ... naive.

"Oh, I'm kicked, Fu Shao, you find someone else to dance." Lin Shizhen turned and left.

Looking at the woman's indifferent and beautiful posture, Fu Qinglun's eyes were full of ink, and the waiter's words sounded in his ears, Mrs. Fu said she didn't look at you ...

Oh, how fancy she is, she won't even dance with him.

Fu Qinglun pulled out his long legs to catch up with Lin Shizhen, and bent down to hug her horizontally.

"God, Fu Shao took Mrs. Fu away."

"I'm going to be fried by them!" ...

Lin Ruoxi stood in the crowd, holding the 68 number plate in his hand, Lin Shizhen, I'm with you!

...

In a luxury car.

Fu Qinglun shoved the woman directly into the back seat, Lin Shizhen twisted Xiu Mei and looked at the man, "Fu Shao, isn't Lu Qier blasting your big spare tire tonight, so your mood is exceptional Displeased, let me gas? "

Fu Qinglun's dark eyes fell on her small slap face. She ate a cake just now, and a little creamy cream touched the corner of her lip. His eyes were a little darker. "Wipe your mouth. "

"…what?"

In the next second, the sight was dark, and a male masculine and masculine breath was pushed in. The man clasped her lustrous shoulder with her slender three fingers and pushed her into the seat, holding a few in the other hand. Wipe the corners of her mouth with a soft paper towel. "It's so dirty. Can you get cream on cake?"

There is an undisguised abandonment on the man's handsome face. This man with aristocratic blood flowing in his bones is very picky about the details of life and has a little cleanliness, so the abandonment is true.

But apart from being disgusted, his eyes were a little dark and hot.

Now Lin Shiyun's delicate body was shrouded in his arms, and she couldn't adapt to his sudden approach, she picked up the rainy eyebrows, "Fu Shao, what are you angry about, or do you think your mind is dirty? See I have cream on my mouth, what evil picture is in your head? "

The cold blue musk on the woman kept digging into his nose and nose. The paper towel on his hand was slightly pressed against her delicate red lips twice to lose blood. This double stimulation of vision and smell made him quickly Rolling his throat, "Mrs. Fu, how do you think I'm evil, eh?"

"Fu Shao, do you have a lollipop? I want to ... eat a lollipop."