Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Fu Qinglun turned around and grandma came in.

Grandma has been in Gutenberg for decades, and now she is an old man with a sense of insanity. She has gray hair, but is kind and loving, and is very pleased.

Fu Qinglun pulled out his long legs and walked forward, and stretched out his white and clean palm to help his grandmother, "Grandma, why are you here?"

Grandma sat on the sofa, lovingly holding Fu Qinglun's big hand, how she looked at this grandson was not enough.

"Grandson, how do you say you get a call now, do you not like the girls downstairs?"

The 30-year-old master of Fort Gudenburg has not been married, and many girls are looking forward to it. No, grandma has a party and various girls come, but her grandchildren have no interest.

Those who said they would answer the phone, no one was there.

Fu Qinglun squatted next to her grandma on one knee, held her hand, and smiled with her thin, thin lips. He whispered, "Grandma, I don't like them."

Grandma nodded quickly, carefully watching Fu Qinglun's face while nodding, "Yes, I don't think they are suitable for my grandchildren. It doesn't matter, there are many good girls, Grandma will pick you again."

"grandmother…"

Afraid of his refusal, grandma quickly expressed her grievance and grieved expression, "Grandson, it is not grandma who urged you to marry, and you are not too young. You see that there is not even a woman around you, this is abnormal."

Talking about grandma's tears, "Grandma is alive for a few days. Grandma just hopes to see my great grandson when I enter the ground. Grandson, can't you even satisfy your grandma with this wish?"

"..."

In the face of such a grandma Fu Qinglun, "..."

Seeing the man's attitude relaxed, Grandma took Fu Qinglun's big hand and went out, "Go, let's go downstairs, someone gave birth to a girl and broke the threshold. My family has a grandchild, but those girls are anxious broken!"

"..."

...

The huge castle is hosting a party. Many Shumen Yuan have submitted posts in advance to make an appointment. There are still many opportunities to come in.

Grandma dismissed the party, and the girls were watching Fu Qinglun secretly, the man was really handsome.

Fu Qinglun's handsome Swen's face was faint, and there was a little laziness in his grace. At this moment, a kitten called, meow.

Fu Qinglun looked down at him, and a little white fat cat came to his feet, and gently drew it.

"Where's the cat?" The castle's housekeeper found it. "Come, send this cat out. Don't get dirty with Master's shoes."

Fu Qinglun looked up at the butler, "No need."

Meow.

The little cat looked at Fu Qinglun and screamed again.

Fu Qinglun copied the trousers pocket with one hand, and looked down at the cat near his feet. It was a pet cat, because he wore a pink lace dress, and even a pink bow was stuck on his head. It should be given by his owner. Worn.

It's a bit funny in cuteness.

Fu Qinglun casually evoked a thin lip, thinking that the owner of this cat is really girlish.

"Where's your master?"

aim.

Little flower meows.

Fu Qinglun's handsome Swen's eyebrows softened, "Lost?"

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The little cat called.

At this moment a soft voice rang out in my ear, "Shu Xi, that's my flower."

Hearing this voice, Fu Qinglun turned quickly, and a little girl stood outside the castle.

The little girl was about two or three years old, and she was born with pink carved jade. She wore a pink princess dress and crystal shoes underneath, and she looked at the cat as a family.

The little girl's pink face was inlaid with **** grape-like eyes, and she looked at him childishly, "Shu Xi, can you hold me flowers?"

The little girl stood outside the gate and couldn't get in.

Fu Qinglun looked at the little girl and looked at the cat next to her feet. "This one?"

"Well." The little girl nodded.

Fu Qinglun lowered his tall body and wanted to hug the cat.

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Huahua called out and ran straight into the castle.

"Huahua! My huahua!" The little girl outside the door was anxious, and a layer of mist quickly accumulated in her big grape-like eyes.

A small pink mouth muttered, and a string of crystal tears fell down.

She squeezed her pink powder into a fist, rubbing her eyes and crying, "My flower, don't go ... wow ..."

Huahua is her best pot friend, now Huahua does not want her.

The little girl was crying. With a soft voice, Fu Qinglun heard a sudden pain in his heart. He pulled out his long legs and walked over.

The steward opened the door. He came to the little girl, and the little girl came to his calf, a little bigger.

He reached out his big hand and hugged the little girl. He had not encountered such a small girl in his life, so he had no experience.

The little girl was so light, she had no bones, was soft and fragrant, and he was afraid of embracing her.

A rough thumb was wiped off the tears on the little girl's face, and he shouted a bit, "Don't cry ... Hua Hua has entered Shu Shu's house as a guest, has Shu Hu already let it go?"

The little girl looked at Fu Qinglun, her pink mouth trembled, "Really?"

"Well," Fu Qinglun nodded, and then asked, "how about your parents?"

What if a little girl like this is lost?

"I'm working here, I'm not nagging."

When it comes to "no puppet", the little girl's crystal tears fall down again, and other little pot friends have puppets, so she doesn't.

She also wants to have a bad feeling.

Fu Qinglun felt hurt, and this feeling was a bit inexplicable, after all, this was a strange child.

Maybe he remembered the child he used to be.

He also had a child, and was about to be crippled, but that child was gone.

If the child is still a little older than the little girl.

Now holding this little girl, his heart is soft and incredible.

"Little lemon! Little lemon!" Anxiously, a cry sounded.

"My aunt is here," said the little girl.

Fu Qinglun looked up and saw a Filipino maid running over, "Little lemon, how did you come here, it scared me."

The Filipino maid reached out and hugged Little Lemon, "Sir, thank you."

Fu Qinglun tilted her thin lips. "It's all right."

At this time, the housekeeper also carried Huahua out, and Huahua returned to the arms of the little girl.

"Little lemon, let's go back quickly, you're looking for you, and you are about to die." The Filipino servant left with little lemon.

Little Lemon crossed the shoulder of the Filipino Maid and looked at Fu Qinglun, and waved his little hand, "Shu Xi, goodbye."

Fu Qinglun copied one's trouser pocket with one hand and looked at her.

The figures of the two men were getting farther and farther, and when they came to the turning point, in the dark, a beautiful and stunning figure suddenly broke into his sight.