oh

What is he "Oh"?

Fu Xiyao felt that the delicate skin on her little face was burning. She always felt that Ling Limu made fun of her.

He seems to see through without telling.

Yes, she thought he seemed to like her, but she couldn't accept it, so she was hiding.

She doesn't want any intersection between the two.

However, she was not sure what he meant, and whether he liked her or not?

This is the second time they meet. It's really too fast to say that he likes her.

Fu Xiyao was uncertain for a moment, and now he was teased by Ling Limu. The man was young and handsome, but he had indifference and depth that didn't match his age.

Fu Xiyao has always lived a frank and transparent life. For the first time, she was tangled in such a hundred turns. For a strange man, she angrily bit her purplish lower lip with shell teeth and stared at him with a charming voice, "what are you?"

Ling Limu looked at her with a soft, mellow voice. "What do you think it is, that's what it is."

“…”

Fu Xiyao felt that she had hit the cotton with one punch and was unable to work hard.

At this time, the light in the hall finally came on.

The sight returned to light, and the stampede just now slowed down gradually, and the royal guards came to maintain order.

Fu Xiyao raised Jian Shuimei's eyes and looked at the man in front of her through the bright light. Ling Limu slightly arched her tall and handsome body, with a big hand still on her side, firmly protecting her slender and exquisite body in her arms and walls.

Ling Limu is looking at her. His black eyes are clean and bright at the moment. They seem to be full of stars. They are full of her.

Fu Xiyao quickly stretched out her small hand to push him, "dusk, thank you so much this time."

Ling Limu withdrew one step first. He quietly stepped back and opened a safe distance with her.

"Xiyao!"

At this time, an anxious voice came, and Prince Rosen hurried across the crowd.

"Xiyao, are you okay? Are you hurt? I was scared to death just now!" Prince Rosen looked at Fu Xiyao nervously and concerned, deeply afraid that she had been hurt a little.

Fu Xiyao shook her head. "Rosen, I'm fine. It's Mu Shao who saved me."

Prince Rosen quickly looked at Ling Limu, "dusk, thank you for saving Xiyao."

Ling Limu lifted his thin lips, "no problem."

"Xiyao, let me take you up and change your clothes."

"OK."

Fu Xiyao left with Prince Rosen.

Watching Fu Xiyao's pretty shadow disappear in his sight, Ling Limu takes back his eyes and turns away.

……

Ling Limu went out of the hall and came to the lawn. He raised his finger and untied his black suit, revealing the white shirt and black trousers inside. The suit was casually held in the palm of his hand. The young, handsome and fashionable man was like the son of a famous family.

At this time, a quarrel suddenly sounded in my ears. It was Prince Rosen and his mother, Mrs. Yun.

Yunfu humanitarianism, "Rosen, Xiyao has grown up, and your marriage with Xiyao has been put on the agenda. But yesterday, Xiyao's mother, Mrs. Lin, told me that because Xiyao was physically damaged since childhood, she was unable to bear the risk of pregnancy. That is to say, Xiyao can't conceive."

"Rosen, you are the third generation single biography of our family. Your father, your grandmother and I are waiting to have grandchildren. The burden of opening branches and leaves is on you."

"Now Xiyao can't conceive, which is absolutely impossible. If the heavy task of inheriting the family line is cut off on you, how can I have the face to go down to see all my ancestors?"

The more noble the royal family is, the more severe the feudal system is, and the most important son in such a royal family.

After Fu Xiyao married into the royal family, she was the princess. The princess had no children, and the people didn't know how to talk about it?

Prince Rosen's face showed a painful color, "mother, I love Xiyao. Xiyao is the Pearl on my palm. Even if she can't conceive, I want to marry her!"

"Zixi and Yao Xi have been in the same mood to arrange for you to have a baby, but it's the same thing that Zixi and Yao Xi will be in the same mood when they get married."

"What? Mother, have you ever considered Xiyao's feelings when you do this? You let me have children with other women and want Xiyao to see it as if she had come out?"

"Rosen, there's no way. Who made... Xiyao unable to conceive herself? She should understand our difficulties."

"Mother!"

Ling Limu listened to the conversation between the mother and son. At this time, there was a slight sound behind him. Someone came.

Ling Limu looks back and sees Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao's beautiful little face became pale, and a layer of glittering water light had covered her white and reddish eyes. Fu Qinglun and Lin Shiyu protected her too well and had not told her about it, so she was shocked from the blue and couldn't accept the fact that she couldn't conceive.

Fu Xiyao turned and ran away.

Ling Li's Twilight eyes sank and immediately pulled out his long legs to catch up.

……

Fu Xiyao left here. Her special bus has been waiting for her to pick her up after the dance and go back to Edinburgh.

Instead of taking the bus, she left by herself.

It was a drizzle outside. Fu Xiyao ran out all the way and heard Mrs. Yun's words. She could not conceive and she could not have her own children. This is a ironic and painful thing for a woman.

Why?

Why is that?

At this time, a rapid horn sounded, and a motorcycle collided directly with Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao forgot her reaction for a moment and saw the motorcycle getting closer and closer to her.

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out and clasped her slender white wrist, and then pulled hard. Her slender and exquisite body fell into a warm embrace.

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes and saw Ling Limu again.

This is the second time he saved her tonight.

"Why are you again?"

Fu Xiyao's voice line in Nuo's ear was filled with sobbing. Her eyes were red and looked at the man in front of her, overflowing for no reason. She was a little tender and moving.

Ling Limu covered her little head with his black suit. His suit was big enough to cover her in his clothes from the wind and rain. He hooked his thin lips, "so don't want to see me?"

That's not what she meant.

Fu Xiyao dropped his slender feather Jie, "you heard that I can't conceive. What are you doing with me?"

Fu Xiyao pushed him away, turned and left.

But the next second, Ling Limu's big hand buckled up again, and several slender fingers hooped her slender white wrist with irresistible strength, "so what?"

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