Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Lin Shizhen wore a black bathing suit, a black lace tube top, a thin shoulder strap hanging around her beautiful pink neck, and a black veil tied to her slender waist, lining her two jade legs Thin, white and long.

This black color made her beautiful eyebrows even more delicate. She leaned on the wall alone, and her seaweed-like hair spread loosely. Her hair was damp and she did not fight with everyone. Dou Yan exudes her own cold and cold breath.

She writes songs these days, and she rarely relaxes, so she closes her eyes.

"Lion," then her assistant Baozi came, and Baozi stood by the shore, handing her cell phone over, "lion, you have a text message."

Lin Shizhen opened his eyes lightly and glanced at the text message --- where are you?

Very simple four words with a question mark.

From Fu Qinglun.

She ignored her and said to Baozi, "You don't have to stay with me, you go play."

Baozi is her assistant and she is still a little girl now.

The bun was very happy. "Lion, let me go for a while. You are not allowed to go far. You are called for something."

"Well." Lin Shiji nodded.

The bun is gone.

Lin Shizhen soaked for a while, and the hot spring steamed her delicate cheeks with two flushes. At this moment, the sound of water flowing in her ears, someone came.

Lin Shizhen glanced sideways, a man in his thirties was standing not far away, and those wretched eyes stared at her.

metamorphosis!

Lin Shizhen quickly raised his eyebrows and did not speak, but climbed up to the case.

Light green fingers drew a white bathrobe around her body, and she pulled her thin legs back to the room.

All interest is spoiled by this metamorphosis.

Walking in the corridor, Lin Shizhen felt that someone was following him, and she looked back, and the metamorphic man was behind her.

Lin Shizhen's heart tightened, and alertness accelerated.

The metamorphosis guy in the back also accelerated his pace, as if chasing after her.

Lin Shizhen turned his head back, the perverted man smiled at her with an evil smile and opened his pants ...

At this time, her delicate body directly hit into a wide and warm embrace.

Lin Shizhen wanted to look up quickly, but a big white palm clasped her back, pressed her small face into her arms, and a low-alcoholic voice sounded above her head, "Don't look."

Listening to this familiar voice, Lin Shizhen knew, Fu Qinglun.

Fu Qinglun is here.

The pervert opened her pants to her, Fu Qinglun forbade her to look.

Lin Shizhen immediately smelled the clean and masculine smell of the man. He had just come in from the outside, and he was wearing a camel coat. The coat was covered with cold dew from the outside.

But now her little face was sticking to his chest, and through the cold clothes, his warm and comfortable body temperature gradually ironed out, and ironed on her little face.

A man's wide chest can easily give a woman a sense of security and dependence.

Lin Shizhen's heart, which was just startled, let go back.

At this time, several staff members came with the security guard. The security guard held the metamorphosis. The staff ran to Fu Qinglun and said in awe, “Fu Shao, this metamorphosis did not know where it came from. , We'll check it now. "

The perverted man was pressed to the ground, his wretched eyes were still staring at Lin Shizhen, and said madly, "Lion, I love you, I really love you!"

"Fu Shao, this metamorphosis is likely to be a fan of Mrs. Fu." The staff member said.

Lin Shi trembled and turned around. She looked at the metamorphosis on the ground. "I have received a lot of roses and gifts recently. It is probably also sent by this metamorphosis. He is my fanatic."

Fu Qinglun slid down with her big white palm and hugged her soft waist with a strong and domineering attitude. The cold eyes glanced at the metamorphic man coldly, and he lifted his thin lips, "throw him Check it at the police station. I don't think it's that simple for fans. "

"Yes." The security guard will be turned away.

Lin Shizhen looked at Fu Qinglun, "Fu Shao, do you doubt this person is not my fan?"

Fu Qinglun pursed her thin lips. The wine rack in the bar hit her suddenly last time. He saw a dark shadow behind the wine rack.

Later he asked to check, but found no information available.

Now there is another perverted man running to harass her, this is not so simple.

Fu Qinglun looked at Lin Shizhen's small, slap-like face, and said, "There are not so many coincidences in the world.

Fu Qinglun pulled out his long legs and walked ahead.

Lin Shizhen froze in the same place, her beautiful pupil Tongren shrank sharply --- there are not so many coincidences in the world, there are so many coincidences, it must be artificial.

This sentence she had heard before.

In a letter from Zijun six years ago, he once said this!

Why did Fu Qinglun say what Zi Jun said?

Is this a coincidence?

At this moment, Fu Qinglun stopped in front of him, he turned slowly and looked at her, "Why not go?"

Lin Shizhen looked at the man's face, his handsome facial features, and immersed himself in the noble son's clean and handsome air.

He wore a camel coat today. Inside the coat was a clean white shirt. The cuffs of the shirt were clasped with silver buttons. A small part of the coat sleeve was exposed, clean and charming.

Lin Shizhen suddenly remembered the spring-dream she had done before. She dreamed of Zijun, who came to her wearing a clean white shirt ...

Sometimes a woman's intuition is more accurate than any detective. In the splattering flames, she looks at the handsome Sven's face in front of Zi Jun's perfect coincidence, and her brain is blank.

Looking at her look in a daze, Fu Qinglun pulled out his long legs and came over. He stretched out his fair and clean palm and touched her forehead. "What's wrong, you're not feeling well?"

Lin Shizhen avoided it quickly and didn't let him touch him.

"I'll go back to the room first." She opened the door of her room and closed it with a slam.

Fu Qinglun looked at the closed door in front of his eyes, his eyes darkened.

...

in the room.

Lin Shiquan was so upset that she was full of questions in her mind. Is Fu Qinglun a son?

Is he?

No, it shouldn't be.

However, the woman's sixth sense told her that she kept telling her that Fu Qinglun was Zi Jun and Zi Jun was Fu Qing Lun!

One is her son who has been in communication for three years, and the other is her husband who has been married for three years. She has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with them. When the two senses of familiarity show some clues, Almost conclusive.

Fu Qinglun is Zijun!

At this moment, the knock of the door rang, and someone was knocking.

who is it?

Lin Shizhen went to the door and opened the door. There was no one outside, but there was a letter on the carpet.

A few simple words in the letter --- nine o'clock, I'll wait for you under Changting.

Signature, Zijun.