Chapter 2179

The bangs on Fu Xiyao's forehead reached the hair edge with the pearl card. A pair of beautiful Jian pupils looked at the man and asked, "I'm not so beautiful?"

Ling Limu originally wanted to sleep on the sofa. Now he moved slowly, half of his healthy arms supported on the bed and looked at her with handsome eyelids.

He just stared at her and didn't speak. Fu Xiyao's small face turned red, "it's really not beautiful. Forget it, I won't wear it."

She stretched out her little hand to take down the Pearl hairpin.

At this time, Ling Limu stretched out her big hand and gently tucked a strand of beautiful hair on her cheek behind her snow-white ears. He hooked his thin lips and said with a low smile, "very beautiful, very beautiful."

That's pretty much the same.

Fu Xiyao looked at him with a smiling face.

Ling Limu didn't take back his big hand. His thick finger belly slowly fell on her small face and caressed it gently and lovingly.

Many years ago, this beautiful, intelligent, transparent and gentle noble girl became his dream and everything he wanted in his dream.

Now everything has become a reality. She came to him from the high clouds and became his wife. She was as soft as jade to him, with a low eyebrow and a smile, so beautiful.

Ling Limu's deep black eyes showed her love.

Fu Xiyao blushed, "you..."

The words had not yet been exported. At this time, it was dark in my sight, and Ling Limu slowly bullied her close.

Fu Xiyao's slender feather blinked and watched his handsome three-dimensional handsome face getting closer and closer to himself. From such a close distance, he was perfect and flawless.

Having been immersed in shopping malls for so many years, he still has a youthful sense of cleanliness. Now he is mixed with the cold sharp introverted of business elites, which is very charming.

At this time, Fu Xiyao suddenly felt a pain in her lower abdomen.

"Ling Limu!"

Fu Xiyao quickly stretched out her small hand and put it on Ling Limu's fine chest.

Ling Limu looked at her, "what's the matter?"

Fu Xiyao didn't say anything. She opened the quilt and hurried out of bed, and then ran into the bathroom.

……

In the bathroom.

Fu Xiyao feels ashamed and dead. She has come to live a small life.

Clean herself up. Fu Xiyao stands by the washstand and looks at herself in the mirror. Her small face is red and beautiful.

At this time, the knock of "knock knock" sounded, and Ling Limu's low magnetic voice passed over, "Yaoyao, what's the matter with you?"

He called her Yaoyao

Fu Xiyao opened the door of the bathroom. Ling Limu stood outside with long legs, and his deep and calm black eyes flickered with concern.

Fu Xiyao shook her head, "I'm fine."

"Is it really all right?"

"Yes."

Ling Limu came forward and directly stretched out her healthy arm to hold her horizontally.

Fu Xiyao was startled when her body suddenly lost weight. She quickly stretched out her small hand and hugged his neck.

Ling Limu took her to the bedside and gently put her in the soft quilt. He didn't go. He put his big hand on the side of her brain and looked at her.

Fu Xiyao opened her eyes.

"Sleep, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Ling Limu gets up and leaves.

……

Fu Xiyao got up late the next day because she tossed and turned in her wedding bed last night and didn't sleep late at night.

Ling Limu has no relatives. His favorite grandmother died a few years ago, so fu Xiyao doesn't have to get up early to greet her elders.

Fu Xiyao was still very sad when she thought of her grandmother. She liked her grandmother very much.

Fu Xiyao went downstairs. She didn't see Ling Limu. When she got up this morning, the sofa was empty. Ling Limu had left.

"And sir?"

"Back to my wife, my husband went to the company early in the morning. When I left, my husband told us not to wake my wife and let her sleep a little more." The maid smiled.

Fu Xiyao said sweetly, "I see."

Fu Xiyao is no longer Princess Xiyao, so time is very free. Coupled with the her wedding, no one bothers her.

Soon it was evening.

Fu Xiyao was playing with Xiao Yuanyuan in the living room. At this time, two light beams came out of the landing window, and silbey stopped on the lawn outside.

The door of the villa was opened and Ling Limu came back.

"Are you back, sir?" The maid said.

"Yes."

Fu Yingxi raised her voice quickly.

Fu Xiyao got up and ran over. She looked at Ling Limu with bright eyes and soft voice. "Are you back?"

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on her beautiful little face and handed the briefcase to the maid. He raised his big hand to unbutton his coat and asked her in a low voice, "is it boring today?"

"No."

Fu Xiyao raised her little hand to unbutton his coat.

Ling Limu's action of unbuttoning was slow, and his thin lips drew a warm arc. He hung his big hand down and asked her to help unbutton.

The maid looked at this scene. In the dim light of the porch, the beautiful and gentle woman helped the man unbutton his coat. The maid quickly stepped back.

When the button was untied, Fu Xiyao turned to the hanger and hung his coat on the hanger.

His temperature remained on his coat.

At this time, "lingmu came behind her."

What ah?

Fu Xiyao looked down and saw a box of chocolates in his big hand.

He gave her chocolate.

Fu Xiyao's slender feather blinked, and then took the chocolate. She opened the box. The chocolate inside was rose shaped, Matcha crisp, and colored candy. It had all kinds of flavors. The one that the little girl liked very much.

Fu Xiyao's white ears are red. She is no longer a little girl.

"Why did you give me another gift?" She asked sweetly.

Ling Limu stood tall and straight, one handed in his trouser pocket, "I couldn't send it before, but now I won't send it?"

Fu Xiyao lifted her red lips and turned around.

The two men face each other. Ling Limu is tall and straight. Fu Xiyao is gentle and moving. She doesn't look up. She just takes a piece of chocolate and bites it on her lips. The aroma of silky milk chocolate and roses spreads in her mouth. It's so sweet.

"I've been a little busy recently. I'll take you out on vacation when the matter of count Roy is settled." Ling Limu looked at her with handsome eyelids.

Referring to count Roy, Fu Xiyao was worried, "what's going on with count Roy?"

"You don't have to take care of the things there. You're no longer Princess Xiyao. Now, you're just my Mrs. Ling. You just need to do Mrs. Ling's work well." Ling Limu smiled.

His wife Ling

Fu Xiyao raised Jian Shuimei's eyes and looked at him, "what... Work does Mrs. Ling have?"

"There are many jobs, such as..."

Ling Limu's crisp body lowered down and approached her jueli's little face a little bit.

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