Chapter 2186

Just now, Fu Xiyao's forehead was hit by basketball. Now she was caught off guard and bumped into Ling Limu's chest. His chest was so hard and his beating strength was all male strength. It hurt her so much.

Ah.

Fu Xiyao gave a cry, and the painful tears fell down.

Ling Limu didn't expect that she hit her arms and her head reached his jaw. Now her soft hair rubbed against his jaw with fragrance.

Ling Limu was sluggish, and then looked at her with handsome eyes, "classmate, are you okay?"

Fu Xiyao rubbed her forehead with her small hand, and the pain slapped her big and beautiful faces twisted together. She looked at Ling Limu, "Ling Xuechang, I'm not a classmate. If I have a name, my name is Fu Xiyao!"

"Oh."

Ling Limu answered indifferently.

He said - -- oh.

“…”

Fu Xiyao finally heard the familiar "Oh", and she was really annoyed and liked it.

"Classmate, the infirmary is here. Go in." Ling Limu pushes open the door of the infirmary and goes in.

……

Fu Xiyao's big bag on her forehead was dealt with. She and Ling Limu came out and stood in the corridor.

"Classmate, if it's all right, I'll go first."

Fu Xiyao looked at Ling Limu. He looked indifferent and proud. At first glance, he was the kind of high cold Xueba male god.

He's leaving.

Fu Xiyao was a little frustrated. When she lived another life, she and his life trajectory changed. She didn't save him who sold himself to bury his mother, but his age was only one year older than her.

Although Ling Limu was infatuated in the last life because she saved him in her childhood, she didn't save him in this life, and she wasn't discouraged.

After all, Fu Xiyao is beautiful and beautiful. Since childhood, people around her like her and take care of her. She grew up in warmth and love all the way.

So fu Xiyao felt that she should easily let Ling Limu remember, but Ling Xuechang didn't want to say a word to her.

Fu Xiyao raised her red lips and said in a charming voice, "Ling Xuechang, thank you this time. In order to express her gratitude, can I invite you to dinner?"

Ling Limu glanced at her, "no, I don't have time."

“…”

what?

He turned her down so simply and decisively?

This is really a big blow to Fu Xiyao.

Ling Limu then turned and left.

Looking at his tall body, Fu Xiyao quickly ran up to him and blocked his way. "Ling Xuechang, I can't invite you to dinner, so please invite me to dinner!"

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on Fu Xiyao Qiaoyan's small face, some funny, "why should I invite you to dinner?"

Fu Xiyao pointed to his forehead, "because I was hurt because of you."

“…”

Ling Limu looked at her, "what do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry today. I don't want to eat. When I want to eat, I'll find you. Bye, Mr. Ling!" Fu Xiyao turned and left.

Ling Limu stood and looked at her pretty shadow. The girl was pretty and pretty. It was obviously intentional. He was angry that he wouldn't invite her to dinner.

Her angry appearance is like a small animal with open claws, soft and lovely as snow hatching, and beautiful all over.

Ling Limu hooked her thin lips.

Then he looked down and landed on her skirt

Fu Xiyao left, but just a few steps away, a low voice came from behind, "classmate, wait a minute!"

Ling Limu stopped her.

Fu Xiyao smiled quickly. A pair of beautiful Jian pupils rippled with a broken and bright smile, but she flattened her lips and looked at him proudly like a beautiful peacock. "Ling Xuechang, what do you want me to do?"

He's proud, isn't he?

Didn't he refuse to invite her to dinner?

Didn't he want to say a word to her?

What does he tell her to do now?

Ling Limu came over and handed her his black baseball jacket. "Here you are."

Fu Xiyao's slender Yu Jie trembled and blinked at him. "Ling Xuechang, why do you give me a coat... Why? I'm still young and can't... Accept boys' gifts at will!"

Lingli Mujun's face was a little unnatural, "you... Your skirt is dirty."

what do you mean?

Fu Xiyao found something wrong with her body. She came... A little day!

My God?

Fu Xiyao thought of the last life. On the night of his wedding with her, she came to a small day. Unexpectedly, when he first met her in this life, she came to a small day again. She was caught by Ling Limu and lost her dead.

Her red plaid skirt is dirty.

Fu Xiyao's palm size jueli's face turned red. She stretched out her small hand and quickly took the coat in his hand. "Thank you, Ling Xuechang. I'll give it back to you when I wash your coat."

"Yes."

Ling Limu turned and left.

……

Edinburgh.

The maid opened the door and Fu Xiyao entered the living room.

Fu Qinglun sat on the sofa in the living room, processing the company's documents, "Yao Yao, are you after school?"

Fu Xiyao looked at her father. Over the years, her Qinglun father is still noble and handsome, and her body is a little more refined and elegant of a middle-aged man, "Daddy."

"Sister, whose clothes are you wearing around your waist? How does it look like a boy's clothes?" At this time, the 13-year-old Fu Shu said.

Fu Xiyao tied Ling Limu's black coat to her waist and was found by her sharp eyed brother.

At this time, Fu Qinglun raised his head and looked at Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao quickly explained, "Daddy, my clothes are dirty. I borrowed a senior's clothes."

Fu Shu chuckled, "sister, your face is red. To be honest, are you in love?"

"I didn't!"

Fu Qinglun looked at his daughter's shy and evasive eyes, pursed his thin lips and said majestically, "Yao Yao, what's the name of the boy who borrowed your clothes? Is it linglimu that your mommy said? It's because of him that you turned to nanzhong?"

Fu Qinglun and Lin Shiyu are such a daughter. They have become the Pearl of their eyes. Now their daughter is coming of age, and the problem of love has become a top priority.

Yesterday, a boy's name suddenly appeared in her daughter's mouth, and the husband and wife still cluttered in their hearts.

"I just came back and haven't had time to investigate the background of Ling Limu's life experience. I'll ask the Secretary later..."

Daddy wants to investigate Ling Limu?

Fu Xiyao quickly said, "Daddy, don't go to find someone else Ling Limu. If you disturb him, I'll be angry!"

With that, Fu Xiyao ran upstairs.

At this time, Fu Shu's exaggerated wail came from behind, "Daddy, it's over, sister!"

……

In the room.

Fuxiyao washed Ling Limu's black coat. Her two small hands were covered with fragrant foam. She washed it herself.

After washing, she hung Ling Limu's black coat in her room.

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