After the game, Fu Xiyao returned to Ling Limu, "I've played well. Let's go back to our room."

Ling Limu signed his name on the document in his hand, then closed it and handed it to the private secretary behind him, "let's go."

He got up.

But Fu Xiyao didn't go, and the clear Jian Tong looked at him.

"What's the matter?" Ling Limu whispered.

Fu Xiyao lifted up her red lips and handed her little green hand to him, "I want to hold hands."

Her sweet waxy voice was a little coquettish.

Ling Limu's deep black eyes quickly rippled with soft ripples. He slowly wrapped her soft boneless little hand in his palm.

Take her back to her room.

As they walked, Fu Xiyao looked up at Ling Limu's handsome and cold side face. "Just now, brother Yelin and Xiaodie drew the same card. They also whispered. Do you think brother Yelin and Xiaodie are worthy?"

Ling Limu's handsome face had no emotional waves, but gently lifted his thin lips. "We think it doesn't matter whether we deserve it or not. What's important is that Gu Yelin likes it."

Fu Xiyao thought, "brother Yelin..."

At this time, Ling Limu's footsteps suddenly stopped and looked down at her.

Fu Xiyao said, "what are you doing... Looking at me like this?"

How shy.

Ling Limu hooked his thin lips. "Brother Yelin... Why didn't I know you had another brother?"

“…”

Fu Xiyao was stunned and didn't react until a few seconds later. He was jealous.

He was very dissatisfied. She always called Gu Yelin "brother Yelin".

She and Gu Yelin grew up together since childhood, and Gu Fu's two families are even more affectionate. She has called Ye Lin's brother since childhood, and she hasn't changed her words since then, but who knows that Ling Limu's ear is harsh and very uncomfortable.

Fu Xiyao's small face is red and Ling Limu is deep and introverted. It's difficult for outsiders to see through the real thoughts in his heart, but he is very jealous and very careful. He is both in his previous life and this life.

"I see. I'll change my mouth later." Fu Xiyao smiled at him with curved eyebrows and eyes, which was very clever and flattering.

Ling Limu pushes open the door of the room and leads her in.

……

In the room.

Ling Limu raised her slender fingers, untied the buttons of the black suit outside, and then began to pull off the tie between her necks.

Fu Xiyao glanced at him. His tie was loose and hung between his neck. It was a classic match of business elites with a white shirt and black trousers. An expensive black belt around his waist looked incomparably charming.

Fu Xiyao ran forward, "I'll help you."

She reached out her little hand and untied the tie between his necks.

Now there are dim lights in the room, and the sound of sea water pours into my ears. The world is quiet and peaceful. Ling Limu hangs his handsome eyelids and looks at the little woman in front of her. Her delicate white skin is like shelled chicken protein. The water is Dangdang, and the fragrance of her hair is smelled under the wings of her nose.

Ling Li's Twilight eyes are soft, and the soft should turn into water.

"You... Go take a bath first."

Fu Xiyao looked up at him.

Ling Limu pursed her thin lips and lowered her voice. "I still have some work. Go wash first and go to bed early."

"Why do you have to work? You can't earn enough money. Everyone needs to rest. Besides, you should spend more time with me."

Fu Xiyao stretched out her hand, hugged him, and rubbed her little face against his moving heart like a kitten.

Ling Limu's hands are hanging on her side. What's the matter now? In the last life, she was a high fairy in yaochi. Princess Xiyao in her thirties has long been famous all over the world. Later, she married him. She was as elegant and gentle as water, and never took the initiative to ask for a hug.

But Fu Xiyao in this life, now holding his fu Xiyao, is a 22-year-old girl. Her temperament has become tender and sticky.

"You..."

Fu Xiyao looked up and looked at him with a pair of clear Jian pupils. "What am I? I'm your... Wife, you're my... Husband."

Then Fu Xiyao put her arms around his neck and smiled happily, "husband ~ husband ~ husband ~"

Ling Limu in the previous life didn't listen to her call him "husband". Now she hit him several times. Ling Limu's tall and straight body stiffened, as if she were dreaming.

Ling Limu stretched out her hand and pushed her away. He said in a deep voice, "Yaoyao, stop making trouble."

Fu Xiyao stood and looked at him.

"I'll take a bath first. You sleep in bed and I sleep on the sofa tonight."

With that, Ling Limu entered the bathroom.

Fu Xiyao watched his tall and straight body disappear into her sight. As soon as Bei Chi bit her red lips, she stamped her feet in place in shame.

Ling Limu, you are so annoying, hum!

……

A few minutes later, Ling Limu opened the door of the bathroom and came out. He was wearing a black shirt, short hair, wet and covered with water mist.

He looked around the room and didn't see the slender figure.

Fu Xiyao is no longer in the room.

Where has she been?

Ling Limu quickly opens the door of the room and goes out.

"President." Then the private secretary came forward.

Ling Limu said, "did you see the princess?"

"No."

At this time, a tall and heroic body appeared in front, and Gu Yelin came.

Ling Limu looks at Gu Yelin, and the eyes of the two men collide.

"Xiyao, sister Xiaodie, let's go up and play together."

At this time, Qingguo came with a group of girls. Fu Xiyao and Xia Xiaodie were surrounded in the front,

---Yes, let's go to the cabin to play together. Xiyao, sister Xiaodie, you are so beautiful and have such a good figure. Why don't you change into an elegant skirt?

---I brought some more skirts there, just for you to change.

Fu Xiyao and Xia Xiaodie were directly pulled into the room.

Ling Limu and Gu Yelin stand together, a black shirt and a white shirt. These two business giants, the same handsome Zhuo, are the focus of attention everywhere.

"You make Yaoyao unhappy?" At this time, Gu Yelin's voice was low and mellow.

Ling Limu glanced at Gu Yelin and said faintly, "we're fine."

Gu Yelin

At this time, a series of movements sounded in my ears. Fu Xiyao, Xia Xiaodie, Qingguo and the group of girls came out.

Ling Limu raised his deep black eyes and saw Fu Xiyao at a glance. His pupils contracted violently.

Fu Xiyao changed into a goose yellow short shirt. Below it was a green long skirt with a bow at the waist. The vibrant spring dress set off her gorgeous little face, which was full of girlishness.

Ling Limu saw her wear this for the first time. In both her previous life and this life, the noble women in Edinburgh prefer pink and white, elegant and dignified. She wore such a beautiful face for the first time, like a red rose blooming in spring.

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Babies, it's late today. It's not late in the morning.