Chapter 2253

No, I can't. Xiaodou thinks he must fight for Mommy again!

"Shuai millet, you... Your ex-wife has been married to other men. Maybe she has a son as old as me. If you remarry, you will have an extra oil bottle. Do you really mind?"

Fu Xiyao was worried about this problem. Although she knew that Xiaodou was his son, he didn't know.

Fu Xiyao reluctantly glanced at the small pocket. Silly son, why do you call yourself a drag bottle?

How would he answer this question?

Fu Xiyao quietly gathered his small head together, and his clear Jian eyes aimed at the man at the end.

Ling Limu has returned to Villa 99. He is wearing black silk pajamas, holding his mobile phone in one hand, holding a coffee cup in one hand and taking a sip on his lips. The bright neon light is reflected on his handsome facial features through the polished French window, which is mature and dazzling.

He looked over with his sword eyebrow, and suddenly saw Fu Xiyao peeking at him. He slowly raised his thin lips, "it must be false to say you don't mind. I still remember that she held me and said she wanted to give me a son."

Fu Xiyao didn't expect to be found by him. He blamed his sharp eyes for making her avoid. Now he says he cares.

Fu Xiyao dropped her slender feather Jie and tooted her lips. Her little face was a little red. She didn't lie to him. She just gave him a son

Ling Limu looked at her. She lowered her small head and didn't know what she was thinking. Her pure and soft black hair came down, and her glittering and translucent face was full of girls' pretty Yan, which made him excited.

For so many years, every time he saw her, his heartbeat seemed to be born for her.

"However, I like her son very much. After remarriage, in order to compensate, I want her to give me a daughter." Ling Limu whispered with a smile.

Fu Xiyao's beautiful pupil shrank. What did he say? He even... Asked her to give him a... Daughter

The blush on Fu Xiyao's small face spread to the snow-white earlobes. She held her small pocket. "Well, it's getting late. Say good night to Shuai millet."

A small pocket and a small milk face collapsed, "handsome millet, good night."

Ling Limu looked at the small pocket, and then his eyes fell on Fu Xiyao's pink face. He whispered with his thin lips, "good night."

He said good night to her.

The low magnetic voice made Fu Xiyao's ears numb. It didn't work. It seemed that she was going to be pregnant.

"Good night ~"

Fu Xiyao hung up the video.

Xiaodou fell asleep in the unwilling. Fu Xiyao opened the quilt and got out of bed. She opened the bottom drawer and took out two red books.

Her slender body curled up beside the bed, and the dim yellow and warm light plated down from her head. She put a fiber arm around her knee, and her other small hand gently opened the two red books.

There are photos of her and Ling Limu on the red book. They are wearing lovers' white shirts. He smiles tenderly and affectionately, while her face is sweet

Fu Xiyao's verdant white fingers fell on his handsome face, and her red lips slowly hooked up. In her heart, her eyes... Are all like his handsome 20-year-old boy.

She and he never divorced.

……

The next day.

Fu Xiyao came to the mall early in the morning. She was choosing gifts.

"Hello, miss. What do you want to buy?" The shopping guide warmly welcomed me.

Fu Xiyao, "Oh, I want to buy a birthday present."

"Miss, do you buy it for your boyfriend or husband?"

This

Fu Xiyao blinked his slender feather Jie, "well, my husband's birthday today."

The shopping guide smiled, "Miss, if it's a birthday gift for your husband, we suggest a belt."

Belt?

Fu Xiyao's palm is big and her face is a little red. This... Is not very good

Fu Xiyao walked aside and looked at all kinds of men's ties. Let's give them away.

His temperament is cool and introverted. Fu Xiyao's scaly fingers hook up a classic black striped tie.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in my ear, "Xiyao, what a coincidence, you're here too."

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes and saw that Princess Luo Ling led Yingying.

Princess Luoling married Luo Jin, the only son of count Roy, four years ago. Luo Jin is a playboy brother. There are constant rumors around her. Even after marriage, she did not converge, so Princess Luoling was not happy.

The important thing is that Princess Luoling has never forgotten Ling Limu at the bottom of her heart. Now looking at the return of a generation of financial tycoon Ling Limu, she really loves, hates and envies and lives in distortion every day.

Princess Luo Ling looked at Fu Xiyao with a tie in her hand. She smiled and said, "Xiyao, who do you buy a gift for and give it to your husband Gu?"

Fu Xiyao didn't answer her, but handed the tie in his hand to the shopping guide, "I want this. Please wrap it up for me."

"OK."

Fu Xiyao went to the counter to check out.

Seeing that Fu Xiyao ignored her so much, Princess Luoling's eyes were bitter, but soon she smiled proudly, "Yingying, today is president Ling's birthday. You should choose a birthday gift for president Ling. I think you can buy a belt?"

Fu Yaoxi didn't get the stimulation from the man, either.

Fu Xiyao, who was checking out, listened to Yingying's sending a belt to Ling Limu. Her slender feather trembled quickly.

"All right, miss."

At this time, the shopping guide handed the exquisite gift bag to Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao took it, "thank you."

With theout staying here, Fu Xiyao left.

As soon as Fu Xiyao left, Princess Luo Ling looked at Yingying, "Yingying, what's the matter with you? You've been in contact with President Ling for so long. Why haven't you succeeded yet?"

Yingying's charming and lovely little face also showed a frustrated look, "Luo Ling, I can't blame me for this. I've worked very hard. If I changed to another man, I'd have been fascinated by me, but this Lingli dusk is that water and rice can't enter, let alone close up. He doesn't even look at me."

Princess Luoling sneered. Now linglimu is strong and cold, and there is no shadow of a woman around him. Therefore, his private life has been very mysterious.

But only she knows how Ling Limu was obsessed with Fu Xiyao.

"Yingying, you have to think about a way. Today is Ling Limu's birthday. You can think of a way to fill him more wine."

……

Fu Xiyao went out of the mall. At this time, there was a "Ding" and a text message came.

Fu Xiyao opened the door and saw that it was sent by Ling Limu --- come here, I'll wait for you at XX hotel.

He asked her over.

Fu Xiyao tightened the gift bag in her hand, and her little face was a little red.

"Miss, where are we going now?"

Fu Xiyao looked out of the window uneasily, "XX hotel."