Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Looking at the beautiful figure, Fu Qinglun's tall and erect body suddenly froze.

It's dark now, and it's hard to see the details, maybe he's dazzled, but ...

At this moment a clear and sweet voice rang in my ear, "little lemon, hemp hug."

"Ma Ma, Mua." Little Lemon reached Ma Ma's arms and kissed Ma Ma first.

The three disappeared together.

Fu Qinglun stood alone, and all that echoed in her ears was the cold and delicate voice ...

is her.

Is she?

He's not sure.

There were several luxury cars parked on the lawn. He pulled out his long legs and got on the car. The man strode a lot. Every step brought a strong leg wind, opened the door of the driver's seat, and he got on the car. .

The luxury car drove away from the castle.

"Son, where are you going?" Grandma saw the luxury car gone and quickly caught up, but the luxury car did not stop, but quickly disappeared into sight.

This grandson, where did he go?

In these three years, the grandma has not seen him rush like this.

...

A limited edition luxury car was galloping on the road. Fu Qinglun didn't know where he was going. He turned and came to the street.

The dreary black eyes looked for his familiar figure through the bright glass windows, but not.

Can't find her.

It was him dazzling just now. He heard it wrong. How could it be so coincident that he and she met unexpectedly.

At this moment he saw a beautiful figure on the street, wearing a white skirt.

He stopped quickly on the side of the road, pulled the door, and chased after him. His white, clean palm clasped the woman's slim arm. He wanted to call the name, but his throat was astringent and no sound came out.

The woman turned her face. "Sir, are you looking for me?"

Fu Qinglun looked at the woman's face, not her.

Not her.

He acknowledged the wrong person.

Fu Qinglun released his hand.

He is awake.

It seemed as if a pot of cold water was poured down from the head, extinguishing the mad feeling that had grown in his heart. What was he doing?

Why are you looking for her?

Why can't you forget her?

He retained her like that three years ago, and she left him with nothing at the time and fell into the arms of Fu Jingtong.

When he saw her again, should he call her "brother and sister"?

He tickled his lips sarcastically and ridiculously.

At this time, across the street, Lin Shizhen hugged him and passed him.

Today Lin Shizhen wore a white lace shirt, a fringed skirt with bread under her hips, and wavy curly hair scattered lazily and charmingly on the shoulders of Ying Run.

Not seen for three years, Lin Shizhen's temperament is more refined and cooler.

She was holding a small lemon, and a small lemon was holding a flower. The Filipino maid followed her and took a bag. "Little lemon, tell Ma Ma, where did you go today? Ma Ma is very bad."

Her cold voice was soft and sweet.

The little lemon was numb around Nami's neck, and those big eyes were bright and watery, "Nami, I'm sorry, the flowers are gone, I'll go after the flowers."

Lin Shizhen kissed the little lemon's soft face, "Little Lemon just knows what's wrong, Ma Ma is not angry, Ma Ma knows that Huahua is Little Lemon's best friend."

"Well, Ma, I see a Shu Shu today."

Lin Shizhen looked very interested, "Oh?"

"It's a tall and handsome Shu Shu, he still hugs me, looks very gentle ... Ma Ma, I want that Shu Shu to be my sister-in-law."

Lin Shichang's long fan-like eyelashes fluttered a little. She has devoted herself to little lemons in the past three years, but still can't make up for the missing father's love.

There are no men in their family.

At this time, the Filipino helper laughed, "Miss Lin, you are still so young and beautiful, and Little Lemon wants to slap, I think you can go on a blind date."

Lin Shizhen hugged the little lemon and kissed him. "Okay, the next time the little lemon sees the Shushu again, Ma Ma will go on a blind date with him, to see if he is interested in Ma Ma, can he be a little lemon's puppet."

Little Lemon quickly smiled happily, "Ma Ma, then we're done, next time I see the Shu Shu, I will introduce you to him."

"Okay, my little lemons are all old."

Mother and daughter hugging and laughing together.

"Little lemon, it will be your mother-in-law's death in a few days, shall we return to Yecheng?"

In these three years, she will bring back a small lemon. Wherever her mother is, her home is.

"Wow, wow, I miss Mo Mo and sister An An."

...

Emperor Capital, C.T. President's Office.

News from Mexico came, and Gu Mohan glanced quickly, at which point he felt a headache.

Opening the drawer, he poured out two pills into his mouth, because he felt the other one was coming out.

At this time, Yan Dong came in, "President, the" Emperor "crew is preparing to film the drama of Jian Yuyan and Shangguan Maner ...

Gu Mohan's deep eyes were quickly stained with red blood. He and Feng Li hadn't settled with them for the matter of Li Li. What unexpected thing did they want to do? When he was dead.

"President, if you don't want your wife to do this scene, I can call the crew and ask them to cancel."

Yan Dong believes that the president will definitely not let his wife make this scene. The president is aggressive and jealous. Although acting, the president will not allow it.

Gu Mohan's handsome and noble face was cold, and there was a gloomy cold fog, and he tickled his thin lips, "Let them shoot."

"President ..."

Yan Dong froze. He didn't believe this was what his president said.

At this time Gu Mohan raised his deep narrow eyes and glanced at Yan Dong, Yan Dong was staring at his hair, he felt that his wife was about to suffer.

...

Crew.

The atmosphere of the entire crew was quite weird, because everyone was gazing at Feng Lichen, and Feng Lichen squatted beside Tang Moer, holding a fan in his hands and giving him a fan.

"Xiao Momo, you really empathize and don't fall in love, otherwise why wouldn't you tell me a word? Who is that man? Tell me, I'll chop him." Feng Lichen provoked handsome beauty Sword eyebrows.

Tang Moer looked at the script in his hand, "You have to chop him, and just as he threatened to kill you, Feng Lichen, you are precious."

"Xiao Momo, do you care about me, or do you think he is stronger than me?"

Tang Moer put down the script, and Yingliang's clear eyes glanced at him, "Whatever you want, you are happy."

"Smelly girl!" Feng Lichen rubbed Tang Moer's head.

Tang Moer just wanted to resist, but then Director Haining came over and said, "Let's go, let's go to the woods to shoot a horse-trend show."

...

Everyone came to the woods. The woods had been cordoned off. Tang Moer jumped out of the nanny car. At this time, she saw a long business luxury car parked in front of her.