Two people hung up the phone, Ling Limu received his mobile phone, quickly left the school and went to the nearby mall.

Two hours later, Ling Limu came out of the mall. He carefully selected some gifts.

It's already more than seven in the evening. Ling Limu is ready to go directly to Fu Xiyao's house.

His big hand carrying the gift bag is cold. He has never been so nervous.

That's Fu Xiyao's family. He will try his best to make her family like him.

Ling Limu stood by the roadside, ready to take a taxi.

At this time, two black nanny cars suddenly sped in, and then stopped. The door opened and down came seven or eight little gangsters with sticks in their hands.

The gangsters looked at Ling Limu and said, "are you Ling Limu?"

Passers-by saw this scene and quickly scared away.

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on those little gangsters. There was no emotional fluctuation on his handsome face, "I am."

"OK, you boy. You even hooked up with the boss's wife for making up lessons. The boss was very upset when this green hat was buttoned down, so let's give you a good beating."

Ling Limu thinks of the make-up family, the beautiful hostess wearing a sexy suspender skirt

Ling Limu is 18 years old. Boys at this age understand everything. The hostess is always very attentive to him. He wants to touch his face that night. He knows the hidden thoughts of the hostess.

Ling Limu put down the gift bag in his hand. His handsome eyelids were cold and thin. Now he was more languid. Looking at those little gangsters, he lightly hooked his lips, "why do you hit me?"

"You!"

Those little gangsters were immediately angered. "Go, beat this boy to death!"

The little gangsters rushed over.

Ling Limu looked at them and casually twisted his neck. 18 was the age of publicity and unruly.

When a little gangster rushed up, Ling Limu hit him with a sharp fist.

Ah!

A gangster fell down, then two gangsters, three gangsters... Fell down.

Finally, a little gangster retreated in fear. He looked at the handsome young man in front of him. He shot quickly and ruthlessly, and put down one piece at a time.

It's horrible.

Finally, the little gangster ran away directly.

Ling Limu was sweating all over, his fine chest fluctuated up and down, and his jaw was cold and indifferent.

Deep black eyes glanced at the small gangsters who fell on the ground. He stood straight. The young man's back was very straight, like JUNBA like a green pine. He turned and went to get the exquisite gift bag he put on the ground.

Then a string of melodious mobile phone rings and he calls.

Ling Limu's footsteps stagnated. He reached out and took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket.

It's Fu Xiyao.

Ling Li's chilly eyebrows and eyes softened in an instant. He looked at the time. Now it's urgent to catch up. He was ready to press the button to connect the phone.

At this time, a dull hum sounded. Ling Limu felt a sudden pain in his back. "Pa", and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground.

Ling Limu raised his eyes. Just now those gangsters left. Now a black nanny car stopped by the side of the road. Several people in black came down and beat him with sticks.

Ling Limu wanted to get up, but his physical strength had reached its limit. With a "plop", he knelt on one knee on the ground.

The throat was fishy and sweet, and the corners of the mouth slowly overflowed with blood.

At this time, more and more passers-by came. Looking at this scene, several tough people in black beat around a handsome young man and shouted, "don't beat him. He's still a student. If we beat him again, we'll call the police!"

Ling Limu felt his sight blackened. At this time, an extended black business luxury car came at a gallop, and the rear window slid down slowly.

Ling Limu raised his eyes. He saw Prince Rosen in the polished window.

At the moment, Prince Rosen sat high in the back seat. He looked at Ling Limu coldly and contemptuously, and then the luxury car sped away.

At this time, the man in black took back his stick and came to Ling Limu. "Poor boy, Miss Xiyao is not what you can think of. Today is just a small lesson for you. Get back to your slum, or... We'll see!"

The man in black left arrogantly.

Passers by quickly ran forward, "young man, are you okay? Your body is injured. Let's take you to the hospital."

"Young man, look at your young age. How can you get in trouble with those people? Those people in black have a big start at first sight. You should avoid it in the future, or you'll have a hard time."

Ling Limu's handsome face was very white, and the blood from the corners of his mouth kept dripping down and dyed his white shirt red.

With his eyes folded, he stretched out his big hand and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.

He got up and took away the gift bag on the ground. He turned and left.

Passers by looked at the boy's back. He was seriously injured and walked slowly all the way. However, his back was still very straight, showing a clear and meaningful feeling of an 18-year-old boy, which made people feel a sudden pain.

"Where are you going, young man?"

Cried the kind aunt.

Ling Limu didn't look back. He kept walking forward. At this time, the melodious mobile phone ring rang again, and Fu Xiyao's phone came.

He pressed the button to connect.

"Hey," the girl's soft and sweet voice quickly passed from that end, "what are you doing? I've made several calls and you haven't answered. It's almost eight o'clock. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why haven't you come yet?"

Listening to her voice, Ling Limu gently collected his handsome eyes, and the blood from the corners of his mouth kept dripping. He fainted a flower from his clean white shirt. He slowly hooked his lips, "I'm on the road, and I'll be there soon."

"Then I'll wait for you. You should come quickly... You'll see me at the first sight. I'll wait for you outside the door..."

Ling Limu's bright black eyes rippled with broken bright softness, "en."

"See you later."

Fu Xiyao hung up the phone reluctantly.

Ling Limu took back his mobile phone and continued to walk forward, although he felt his sight was getting darker and darker, and his legs were filled with lead. It was difficult to take each step.

But he insisted on walking.

Because he knew that his girl was waiting for him.

The next second, Ling Limu fell down

……

Edinburgh.

Fu Shu ran out, covered his mouth and smiled, "sister, you look so beautiful tonight and have been waiting outside for so long. Why hasn't your brother-in-law come yet?"

Fu Xiyao is wearing a long pink dress. The waist pinching style makes her delicate and exquisite. Her pure black hair is scattered on her shoulders, which is absolutely beautiful and bright.

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There's another one.