Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Lin Shizhen thought it was funny, "Mr. Fu, what kind of elegant words would a lady like Lu Qier say to pee?"

"Don't talk about Qier," Fu Qinglun didn't even move his eyebrows. "Give me a divorce book when I come back. I won't even show up. Mrs. Fu, who gave you courage?"

If it wasn't for Gu Mohan who called him and said she was here to help Tang Moer, he wouldn't be able to stop her.

He came from a high-level meeting.

Lin Shi chuckled, this man is really ... even if she protects Qi Qi, even if her name is protected, she will be moved.

"It's good to go through the legal procedures for divorce, and I didn't ask you for a penny. What did you meet?" Lin Shizhen came to Fu Qinglun, slowly approached him, looked at his handsome face, "Did Fu Sir wants to fight with me ... break up-artillery? "

Break up-cannon?

How many shameless words should be spit out in this woman's mouth, and Fu Qinglun's cold eyes were overcast.

"Don't, don't even forget, then I'll go first, I hope Mr. Fu will sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible." Lin Shi limped away and left.

The white chest-wrap skirt on her body was split, and the split was somewhat high. As soon as she stepped on her legs, the two fine white jade legs were looming. Fu Qinglun's eyes saw some spring light.

He quickly stretched his palm and clasped her slender wrist, and asked Shen Shen, "Mrs. Fu, what's in your skirt?"

Lin Shimao was going to go out now, but now he is left by her again. Her patience is exhausted, and her small face is indifferent.

Fu Qinglun shook her hand and threw her directly onto the washstand.

The delicate back hit the washstand, Lin Shizhen's face was colder, and he stood still. At this moment, the man was over one meter tall, and a large palm locked her willow-like fiber. Waist, another big palm poked in from her split skirt.

Slippery in one hand.

"Lin Shizhen, you even ran out without wearing Neiku!" Fu Qinglun locked her with scarlet eyes.

This was the first time he called her name. Lin Shizhen twisted his eyebrows and faintly said, "I'm wearing it."

Fu Qinglun loosened her willow waist, and the other big palm opened her skirt in front of her. Her eyes fell down with naked, exposed two jade legs, especially straight and a tight seam in the middle.

She wore a T-shirt, so she didn't touch it at the back just now, there is a little in front, two strings tied, a little white lace, nothing covered.

Fu Qinglun narrowed his eyebrows, his breathing was tight, and he was irritated by the beauty in front of him.

"Mr. Fu, actresses always wear T-shirts when they wear hip skirts. Do you really do n’t understand or deliberately, and you want to open my skirt to see?"

Talking about Lin Shizhen pushing him away a little, two little green hands on the washstand, she raised her high heels, climbed up his black pants, and climbed to the tent that could not bear to look directly. I stepped on it lightly and despised it.

"Speak out if you want to see it. Come on and tell me you want to see it. I split my legs for you."

Fu Qinglun's handsome forehead and blue muscles jumped wildly, his throat like rolling coals, his lower abdomen tightened to stiffness, and he was almost out of control.

The woman didn't have a smile in front of her. Other women laughed the most when they smiled, but she didn't. Her cold and indifferent look was the most ticklish man. Now her legs are exposed, and the skin on it is smooth and delicate. , Like a newborn baby.

He didn't know how to get out of control three years ago, probably just watching her legs.

He likes her legs very much.