Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Make baby again.

Lin Shizhen was speechless. She had never thought about getting pregnant. With her 21-year-old age, coupled with the relationship between them, it was not suitable to make a baby.

She stretched out her light green hand and knocked his big palm with a slam, and said coldly, "Fu Shao, stop dreaming, I won't give you a baby."

Fu Qinglun's handsome Sven face quickly covered with a haze. He was not kidding, he really wanted to have a baby with her.

He can be a dad at his age.

Having a son like his or her daughter is wonderful.

But now she said that she should not give him a baby.

The white, clean palm held her scented shoulders and pushed her down on the big bed. He rolled over and said, "Lin Shizhen, I haven't talked to you about the baby, but I told you, I see you. Follow me just restless, always want to dump me to find a better next home, I will tell you to stop dreaming, you are my wife Fu Qinglun, but also my baby's mummy! "

After that, he leaned over and kissed her red lips.

Lin Shizhen quickly turned around to avoid him, and did not let him kiss. She was full of pictures of him pressing Lu Qier's face that day, kissing Lu Qier's face.

Slender body stiffened into a stone, she now repelled to be close to him from the bottom of her heart, and went to bed with him.

It was simply intolerable.

Two pale little hands reached his healthy chest and pushed him out. "Fu Qinglun, I said it last time, don't touch me, get me out!"

Fu Qinglun's eyes had a layer of scarlet in her eyes. She was agitated by her. The woman was always taunting. He was so angry that he wanted to conquer her and convince her.

He had two long legs kneeling beside her, and he stretched out her white palm and lifted her skirt.

With a slam, Lin Shizhen raised his hand and gave him a slap. "Fu Qinglun, are you spermworms on your head? Go to Lu Qi'er or Lin Ruoxi, you dare to force me to try it tonight."

Fu Qinglun was thrown off the whole face, his movement stopped, and the atmosphere in the room became tense.

The handsome man's face hidden in the dark was dripping with water, and even his healthy chest began to pant up and down, "Lin Shimao, tonight I will show you how I can strengthen you, give me Remember, who is your man! "

He parted the woman's thin legs, narrowed his eyebrows, and pressed hard ...

...

Lin Shizhen was nailed to the bed, pain, and all her nerves were clamoring for pain.

Two little green hands clenched the sheets underneath, and rolled the sheets into a ball. All the forbearable emotions erupted at this moment.

She really hates this man.

Her "Legend" was taken by him and dedicated to Lu Qier. It was not a song, but her talent and her dream. He brutally strangled her wings to fly.

At the age of 18, he also suddenly married her, blasting her, and lying on her body called Lu Qier's name.

For a moment, my heart motion became a thorn in her heart and the biggest joke. He tried to get out during the marriage-the track was simply of low moral character, and her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of crystal fog. He hit him with a hammer and bit him hard.

"Fu Qinglun, I hate you, I hate you!"

Fu Qinglun did not avoid, let her hammer and bite, so he forced her two thin-legged knees on the soft bed in a compulsory manner, wantonly.

He hugged her condescendingly, watching all her struggles with contempt.

He wanted her, and she could only take it well.

Lin Shimao was tired and bitten, her delicate body fell back to the soft bed directly, and her pale little hands touched it randomly. She touched the vase on the bedside table.

She held up the vase.

What does she want to do?

Smashing his head with a vase?

Fu Qinglun didn't move. He looked at her with cold eyes, and his clear eyes were filled with appalling lust. Her soft and fragrant body was not enough.

On her, he had a great pleasure, which made his handsome face emaciated.

Lin Shizhen looked at his handsome face, and then drew the corners of his lips. This is a game between her and him. You always have to fight and die, and you lose both. She lifted the vase and knocked on her head.

Fu Qinglun's scarlet Tongren shrank suddenly, as if she couldn't breathe, she didn't hit him, she hit herself.

When the vase saw it, she would break her head. When he was about to hit it, there was no hesitation. He leaned down, and his strong arm circled her little head under her, blocking it.

With a "snap", the vase knocked on Fu Qinglun's head and broke.

Lin Shizhen felt that warm liquid had dripped onto her dress and looked up, and the bright red blood flowed down from his head.

He actually guarded her like this.

Lin Shizhen suddenly felt a throbbing pain in her heart, as if there was a needle stuck to her heart, and the pain was so abrupt but intense.

Fu Qinglun's face didn't have any expression on his face, and he stepped out. He put the woman horizontally and hugged him on the sofa.

Holding the trash can, he went to clean up the vase fragments.

Lin Shiyi glanced at him. The wall lamp on the bedside had been turned on by him. In the dim light, he bent down his tall body and stepped on the carpet barefoot to clean up the mess.

He was in a hurry just now. He didn't take off his clothes, but he looked very messy. The corners of his shirt came out of his trousers.

She saw a long mouth on his right hand.

How did his hand hurt?

Lin Shizhen closed his eyes slowly.

After packing up the mess in the ground, Fu Qinglun went into the shower room, took a wet towel and wiped the blood on Jun's face in a random way, and then he took a basin of hot water and went out.

When he came to the sofa, he moistened the towel and gently wiped the woman's body.

"Just don't want to do it with me?" He asked in a low voice.

Lin Shizhen always closed her eyes, did not open his eyes to see him, and did not ask about the injuries on his body, and raised his red lips. She said, "Fu Qinglun, let's divorce."

Divorce again.

Fu Qinglun pulled a scarlet lip corner and laughed, then took the hot tub into the bathroom.

When he came out again, he stood on the balcony. The cold cold wind blew the white shirt on his body, and the shoulder of the shirt was still stained with a large amount of blood. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, and then faintly Lighted.

Wiping his trousers pocket with one hand, he squeezed his sword eyebrows tightly and began to swallow the clouds. His cold eyes became dark and gloomy in the smoke, and for a long time, he opened his mouth, as if speaking to himself, as if taking an oath Like, "Lin Shizhen, I will not divorce, as long as I live a day, I will not divorce."