Chapter 2284

Fu Xiyao raised her hand to get the rose, but she didn't get it, because Ling Limu raised her hand and didn't let her get it.

"Fu Xiaoxi looked up at me like a charming face, and then he couldn't tease me."

Ling Limu hooked her thin lips. He knew that although Fu Xiyao was an elegant and gentle Princess of Xiyao, she didn't have any bad habits of Miss Qianjin. Even if he made her angry, she wouldn't lose her temper. She was tender and gentle.

When he first saw her, he was a poor child, and she was the daughter of an aristocratic family sitting in a luxury car. For so long, she was still the fairy in his eyes, which made him look up to and admire.

Ling Li's deep black eyes rippled with soft ripples and asked in a low voice, "aren't you angry?"

Fu Xiyao took the rose in his hand and sniffed it under his small nose. The red rose is really fragrant.

"Don't think it's easy for me to be coaxed by a rose. I'm hard to coax. If I don't get angry, unless you... Give me a hug."

She changed her pattern to ask him to hug.

Ling Li's Twilight eyes were soft. He sat by the bed, then stretched out his healthy arm around her shining fragrant shoulder and gently hugged her into his arms.

Fu Xiyao's heart was so sweet. She put her head close to his heart and listened to the strong beat of "Dong Dong" from him.

It's really happy to snuggle up with him quietly in such a night.

"Ling Limu, I have something to say to you."

Fu Xiyao raised his clear Jian Tong and looked at him.

Ling Li lowered her eyes at dusk, "en?"

"You are my darling." Fu Xiyao looked at him and said word by word.

Ling Limu's tall body stiffened directly. Suddenly, a lot of things gushed out of his deep black eyes. This sentence was the last sentence he said to her in his last life.

You are my darling

This is all his love for her, so humble, pious, blazing, and full of regret

Ling Li's black-and-white pupil shrunk violently, and his big hand fastened her fragrant shoulder. He said in a voice, "how do you know this sentence?"

Fu Xiyao looked at his shocked expression and slowly recalled his red lips. "Fool Ling Limu, don't you understand that I went with you in the last life, and I came because of you in this life."

In the last life, I go with you.

In this life, I come because of you.

Ling Limu's ears were filled with all her soft voices, as if the world were saying these two words to him. She was... Reborn.

She came for him with memories of two generations.

Fu Xiyao stretched out her little hand and hugged him. She lay down in his heart like a little milk cat and looked up at him with jueli's little face. "Ling Limu, in fact, I have a lot of words to tell you."

"In the last life, you fell in front of me and left me alone. You don't know our ending. Our ending is to be buried in the same cave."

"I'm afraid I won't love you enough. I'm afraid I won't love you enough. I'm afraid I won't marry you enough."

"But the above words don't matter. What I want to say most is... Linglimu, I love you."

"I love you at twilight, do you know?"

Fu Xiyao's clear eyes were quickly covered with a layer of glittering and translucent water light. She looked at him dimly with tears. "Ling Limu, I love you, whether in previous life or this life."

"Fu Xiyao loved you in her previous life. You were the most romantic accident in her life. When you were 24 years old, you held out your hand to her and said to take her away. You don't know, her eyes turned red when she turned. She didn't dare to look back, even at a glance, because she knew that once she turned back, she would go with you."

"The night you left, Mrs. Yun and Princess Lorraine tried to keep you. She came. It was the first confrontation and division between Edinburgh and the royal family. She didn't hesitate to block the honor of the whole family and send you away. That night, she stood outside for a long time. She thought she was moved by the handsome and unrivalled young man, but said goodbye to her love."

"As soon as you leave, it's a long 15 years. She married you. She must not have told you how happy she is to marry you. She will live up to her glory and you in this life."

"Also, she's not unwilling. She just came to a small day on her wedding day. You came suddenly on her 18th birthday. After that, you were in her eyes and heart."

Ling Limu looked at her. She trembled with her slender feather, and there were broken bright and bright tears in her beautiful pupils.

He never dared to expect that one day, she would come to him from the clouds, lie soft in his arms and confide her love to him.

In the last life, he didn't know that she loved him.

She loved him no sooner or later. Like him, she looked at him more in the crowd. From then on, she couldn't forget.

She loves him!

She loves him!

Ling Limu stretched out her hand, held her slapped little face, then frowned and kissed her beautiful eyes gently.

Fu Xiyao closed her eyes and there were crystal and hot tears falling down.

"Yao Yao, I love you too."

Ling Limu said hoarsely.

Fu Xiyao nodded and nodded hard, "well, I know!"

He has never been good at words. His temperament is deep and introverted. All his love in the last life is in that sentence "you are my darling".

Ling Limu hugged her tightly in her arms and drew back her arms. She wanted to knead her deeply into her own bones and blood.

He wanted to prove that all this was not a dream, not a beautiful dream.

He has her.

Fu Xiyao hugged him back. She wanted to give him all, all the sense of belonging and let him really feel her and her love.

The two held each other for a while, when a string of melodious mobile phone rings and Fu Xiyao calls.

Ling Limu slowly loosened her, and her slender finger abdomen wiped away the glittering tears hanging on her jueli little face, "answer the phone first."

"Yes."

Fu Xiyao got up and took out his mobile phone. It was a call from a small pocket.

Small pocket phone.

Fu Xiyao held the mobile phone in her small hand and looked back at Ling Limu.

Ling Limu sat by the bed and looked at her. His eyes fell from her small face to her mobile phone and whispered, "what's the matter? Do you... Have any secrets to tell me?"

Ling Limu in the last life has been middle-aged, immersed in shopping malls and participating in power struggle. He is quite mature and cold. Although he is joking now, Fu Xiyao is really hesitating about how to tell him what he has done.

"No, I'll answer the phone first."

Fu Xiyao pressed the button to connect the phone. The sound of young milk in his pocket quickly passed from that end. "Mommy, Mommy, where are you now? It's really cold without you."

“…”

Fu Xiyao smiled bitterly and wondered how Ling Limu's deep and introverted genetic genes had changed to Xiaodou?

"I'm on a private yacht now. It's inconvenient to answer the phone. You're obedient. Go to bed early. Good night."

"Well, Mommy, have fun, mua~"

Small pocket offered a big kiss and hung up the phone.

Fu Xiyao received her mobile phone. At this time, Ling Limu's careless low alcohol voice sounded in her ear, "who do you talk to and say good night?"

Fu Xiyao looked sideways and saw Ling Limu's deep black eyes fall on the mobile phone in her hand.

Her heart was tight, but she felt sweet. "Want to know? I won't tell you."

Ling Limu sat on the sofa and reached out to pick up a document. He said faintly, "although we are married, I will respect your privacy and give you enough freedom."

Fu Xiyao hung her lips. "Really? But it seems that your documents have been taken upside down."

“…”

Ling Limu sipped her thin lips and quickly straightened the inverted document.

Fu Xiyao likes the way he eats stuffy vinegar. He is very cute. "It's getting late now. I'll go to bed first. Just according to what you said before, I'll sleep in bed tonight and you'll sleep on the sofa."

With that, Fu Xiyao climbed into bed and was buried in a soft silk quilt.

She stopped talking, and Ling Limu lost her soft waxy voice. He always felt that the world was missing something. He looked up from the document and looked at the big bed. There was a small soft ball under the quilt.

Whether in his previous life or this life, Ling Limu is very strict and self disciplined in his work, but now he can't see any words in the document.

Put down the papers, he got up and came to the bedside, "Yao Yao."

He called her gently.

Fu Xiyao didn't respond, as if she had fallen asleep.

Ling Limu stood tall and straight for a while, then turned and walked to the sofa. When he was ready to sit down, he suddenly heard a silver bell like laughter.

Ling Limu quickly raised her eyes and saw that Fu Xiyao was buried in the silk quilt, but half of her palm sized jueli's small face showed up, and her clear Jian pupils rippled with a dazzling smile and secretly looked at him.

Well, she lied to him.

She didn't sleep at all.

Ling Limu took a brisk step and walked over. She pressed one knee on the bed, and the big hand wearing a valuable wristwatch stroked her long hair. "It's fun?"

"Fun."

"Is he good to you?"

Ling Limu lacks the memory of this life, so this "he" is the one of this life.

Fu Xiyao looked around in her eyes and said in a tender voice, "keep your head down and I'll tell you."

Ling Limu looked at her and slowly lowered his head.

Fu Xiyao stretched out two fiber arms and hugged his neck. "Since you are so interested in me and his things, I'll help you find your memory now."

"Ling Limu, you're not the old man of the last life now, you know? In this life, I've been with you since I was 18."

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