Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Fu Qinglun said she was shameless, such a red fruit.

Rong Rong's face quickly turned white, as if she had been slapped with a big slap. She looked at the man in front of him. He wore an expensive dark blue coat, upright like a jade. His facial features were handsome and elegant. Carved, and his body always exudes a sense of noble son.

This man's right is full of Yecheng, handsome, gold, private life is extremely clean, high-cold forbidden-desire breath.

Such a man, which woman can't care less.

Rong Rong has lived in a dirty environment all these years. The day when she suddenly saw this man, she was like a god, and she was deeply fascinated by him.

She wants to get him.

Fu Qinglun's handsome face is always faint. He copied the trousers pocket with one hand, and looked at this Rongrong with a cold and ruthless look. "My favorite woman Lin Shizhen, she is so beautiful, she is full of the world, then look at you, Not to mention that your face and figure are incomparable to her. You are 27 years old this year. You were touched by that silly son in your teens. You have n’t read books and have no education. The only skill is to pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic. Do you like me, do you think you qualify? "

Rong Rong's pupils kept shrinking and enlarging, his words were really sharp and affectionate.

He even said that to her!

"Qinglun brother, everything you have now should be mine, I ..."

"In these words, you go and tell your parents that you can definitely get more from them. In my case, it is impossible to sympathize with selling misery, and take back your ridiculous like."

After speaking, Fu Qinglun turned and left directly.

Rong Rong froze on her own. She looked at the back of the man who was indifferent, and pulled her fist with her hand hanging on her side.

...

on the street.

Instead of taking a car, Lin Shizhen walked back. She was accustomed to enjoying the cold wind in a moment of relaxation.

At this moment, she felt that someone was following her, and she looked back, a figure standing upright like a jade, Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun followed her, two meters away.

She stopped, and he also stopped. At this moment, his deep cold eyes stopped on her beautiful little face, a touch of tenderness and softness.

Lin Shizhen turned around and walked on his own.

At this time, "ding", her cell phone rang, and a text message came.

The verdant little hand took out the mobile phone and sent it from Fu Qinglun.

--- I wasn't dragged by her.

He kept following her behind, not speaking, texting her.

There was a little ripple in Lin Shizhen's clear apricot eyes, and she did not return.

The text message on that end came again soon --- watch you dance hard.

Shim Lin, ...

She raised her head, and the cold wind was blowing on her face, but it was not too cold.

"Ding", and again texting.

She opened it and looked at it. It's a very simple three words --- miss me?

He asked her if she wanted him.

It's been two months since they divorced.

She still doesn't return.

Here's another text message --- was the last time swollen?

Last swelling ...

He asked on the third day of the honeymoon.

She had been confused with him all day, her eyes were very swollen, and her legs were closed when she took the divorce certificate.

She ignored.

There is another text message --- Shi Shi, I miss you, I especially want to ... see if you are red and swollen.

Shim Lin, ...

Where does he want to see?

She found that the man had changed and broken.

Lin Shizhen put his mobile phone in his pocket and walked directly into his neighborhood, leaving him a beautiful back.

Fu Qinglun watched her disappear into her sight. Although she didn't return to him, he felt a touch of honey spreading in her heart.

He stood in place, evoking crimson thin lips.

...

Lin Shizhen went upstairs and was ready to take the key to open the door. At this moment, she saw a cold and handsome figure at the door of her house.

"Jing Tong, why are you here?"

Fu Jingtong handed her a sheet music, "Lion, I suddenly have a good idea and want to share it with you."

Lin Shizhen took the score, "Thank you."

Fu Jingtong looked at the precious steel watch on his wrist. "It's still early, let's have supper together."

Have supper.

Lin Qingxuan's ear rang Fu Qinglun's exhortation, and he would not let her contact Fu Jingtong more.

"I'm not hungry and want to go back to rest early."

"Will you invite me in for a cup of tea?"

Lin Shizhen evoked Qingli's lips, "It's getting late ..."

It means not to invite him in.

Fu Jingtong picked a good-looking sword eyebrow. "Lion, we used to write songs late at night, but now you have kept a certain distance from me, because ... Qinglun brother?"

Is it because of Fu Qinglun?

Because he didn't like her contact with Fu Jingtong, she kept a distance subconsciously?

Lin Shizhen didn't think about the answer to this question, she just said, "Jing Tong, let's make an appointment when you have time."

Fu Jingtong looked at the woman in front of her. Her character was always cold. If she refused, she would not give anyone a chance from the bottom of her heart.

Maybe she didn't realize it herself. Although she divorced from Fu Qinglun, she has stopped herself and stood still.

She was waiting for Fu Qinglun to catch up.

"OK, Lion, 88." Fu Jingtong left.

Lin Shizhen took out the key and wanted to open the door. At this moment, she suddenly remembered that there was something to tell Fu Jingtong, so she quickly turned downstairs to find Fu Jingtong.

Fu Jingtong is walking up the elevator. He is using one hand to copy the coat pocket and answering the phone with one hand.

Because the entrance of the corridor was very quiet, Lin Shizhen heard the voice at the other end clearly. It was a familiar female voice. "Master Jing Tong, I still can't approach Brother Qing Lun."

Lin Shizhen's footsteps stagnated, the pair of beautiful pupils instantly enlarged, the female voice was ... Rong Rong.

Rong Rong and Fu Jingtong?

Lin Shizhen's heartbeat accelerated, and she seemed to have discovered a secret. She calmly retracted her feet and quickly went upstairs.

Back in the apartment, she calmed down for a while, then took out her mobile phone and called, "Hey, Jing Tong, I'm a bit hungry. Let's have supper together."

...

The next night, the hotel room 8601.

Tang Moer pushed open the door of the room. Playboy Song Jin had taken a bath, and a towel around his waist came out. He saw Tang Moer's eyes straight. I can't wait. "

Today, Tang Mo'er wore a long black down jacket, her long hair was tied with a ponytail, and her soft and touching face was more refined and colder than usual.

She put her bag on the bedside table and raised her red lips. "Song son, don't worry, I'll take a shower first."

"Do n’t wash it, wash it after you finish it."

But with a slam, Tang Mo'er closed the door of the shower room and locked it.