Chapter 2181

Princess Luoling and Fu Xiyao have known each other since childhood. Fu Xiyao has lived in the royal family for 15 years, so Princess Luoling is very familiar with Fu Xiyao's physiological cycle time.

Calculate the time, Fu Xiyao came to a small day in these two days.

Princess Luo Ling is sure to get married. Ling Limu hasn't been with Fu Xiyao these two days.

Sure enough, when she mentioned this topic, Ling Limu in front slowly stopped. He turned sideways and looked at it with a pair of deep black eyes.

Princess Luo Ling smiled proudly, "Ling Limu, a woman didn't want to go with you 15 years ago, and she didn't want to give herself to you 15 years later. In fact, you are as poor as me. I can't get your love, and you can't get Fu Xiyao's love all your life!"

Ling Limu's deep pupil couldn't see to the end. There was no emotional disclosure in it. He lifted his thin lips indifferently, "I'm different from you."

"What's the difference?"

"I love her, that's enough." Ling Limu said.

Princess Luo Ling was shocked. He said... Is it enough for him to love Fu Xiyao?

Fifteen years have passed. Ling Limu is no longer the poor Ling Limu. He has earned his wealth, power and status. Now he has become the first king with a different surname. But Princess Luoling understands that no matter how high Ling Limu has climbed, Fu Xiyao will always be the bright stars falling into the clouds, which makes him devout love.

Why?

Why?

Princess Luoling bit blood out of her gums. She really hates it!

At this time, an exquisite figure came over, "what are you talking about here?"

Princess Luo Ling looked up and saw Fu Xiyao coming.

Tonight, Fu Xiyao is wearing a colorful shirt, covered with beige Sequin suspenders, and pure black hair scattered on her shoulders. Such beautiful colors make her extremely beautiful and moving.

Fu Xiyao came to Ling Limu's side. A pair of Jian Shuimei eyes fell on Ling Limu's handsome face from Princess Luoling's face. She raised her red lips and said in a soft voice, "what are you talking about? Tell me."

Ling Limu looked at her clear Jian Tong and stretched out his big hand to hold her soft little hand. "There's nothing to talk about. Let's go."

Ling Limu takes Fu Xiyao away.

Princess Luoling is frozen in place alone. She looks at Ling Limu and Fu Xiyao holding hands tightly, and she almost spits blood in her heart.

She is unwilling.

She is so unwilling!

Fu Xiyao has gone far and can still feel the resentful sight from Princess Luoling behind. She blinked and pretended to sigh, "the charm of President Ling is really great."

Ling Limu's side eyes looked at her. Her eyes were dyed with a smile, revealing a little girl's playfulness. He gently hooked his lips, "jealous?"

"Hum, I don't have it." Fu Xiyao pursed her red lips.

Ling Limu smiled deeper, "Oh."

He said "Oh" and stopped talking.

Fu Xiyao felt as if she had been scratched by a kitten's paw. Princess Luoling liked him so much that she must have said something bad about her to him, but he didn't tell her.

"Hey, what did Princess Lorraine tell you? Are you really not going to tell me?"

"Really didn't say anything." Ling Limu is as introverted and silent as ever.

Fu Xiyao stopped. She shook off his big hand with some strength and said angrily, "Princess Luoling must have spoken ill of me. Why don't you tell me? Who is your Mrs. Ling? Go home alone!"

Fu Xiyao turned and left.

But a healthy arm stretched out from behind, hugged her slender waist and pushed her against the wall, and then she was trapped.

Ling Limu trapped her in the wall and her arms with her fine and strong chest. Her low voice puzzled people for minutes. "You know you are my Mrs. Ling, so who are you calling?"

Fu Xiyao blushed. She liked to call him "hello". At first, he didn't have a problem, but now he seems to have a big problem.

"Hello, what's your name, Ling?"

Ling Limu looked at her, her handsome eyelids overflowed with soft warmth, "cry... Husband."

Husband

Fu Xiyao's heart suddenly pounded. Why did he suddenly let her call her husband? How embarrassed

"I don't call."

"Really not?"

"Don't cry."

"Then... I'm not polite to you."

Fu Xiyao Yujie shivered, "you... How do you want to be rude to me?"

Ling Limu slowly bullied her.

Fu Xiyao held her breath. She had known him for so many years and was still newly married, but he only stroked her little face.

At this time, there was a "pop" sound, and something came around.

Fu Xiyao glanced quickly. She saw an acquaintance, Luo Li, the daughter of count Roy.

Luo Li stood in front of her in a pink dress. The bag in her hand fell on the carpet. A pair of big eyes with crystal tears looked at Ling Limu pitifully.

Fu Xiyao pushed away when Ling Limu was about to leave, "President Ling, your peach blossom has opened again!"

Fu Xiyao turned and left.

Ling Limu, "..."

……

Fu Xiyao came out of the bar. At this time, Ling Limu caught up, "really angry?"

"No."

Although Fu Xiyao denied it, she didn't turn her body around, just turned her back to him.

Ling Limu coaxed softly, "it's all my fault. Don't be angry. Let the driver take you home later. I'll be on a business trip for two days."

Hearing this, Fu Xiyao quickly turned her body back, "are you going on a business trip?"

She and he just got married. This is the third day.

"Well," Ling Limu nodded, "count Roy has gone abroad. I'm on a business trip for two days to meet him for a while. This is the best time. I'll deal with him."

After dealing with count Roy, the royal family behind Fu Xiyao and Edinburgh will be safe and enjoy permanent stability and prosperity.

This is the mission and responsibility of Fu Xiyao. Now Ling Limu cuts through thorns and thorns instead of her.

"Is it dangerous to go this time? I'll go with you!"

Fu Xiyao wants to go with him. Somehow, she always has a faint bad hunch.

"No, you stay at home and wait for me. I'll be back in two days."

At this time, an extended business luxury car stopped, the private secretary opened the rear door, and Ling Limu was leaving.

"I'll go with you!" Fu Xiyao insisted.

Ling Limu raised her big hand and gently stroked her beautiful little face. He warmed his lips and said, "good, obedient, just wait for me at home."

The decision he made will not change. Fu Xiyao's beautiful Jian eyes are full of worry and reluctance.

At this time, she felt a soft on her lips, and Ling Limu stroked her thick fingers up.

Fu Xiyao quickly raised her eyes and looked at him.

Ling Limu withdrew his hand, "I'm leaving."

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There's another night.