Like the first generation, Fu Xiyao's 18th birthday party was held in a bar.

At the birthday party, Fu Xiyao's famous ladies and girlfriends all attended. Prince Rosen took out a diamond ring and knelt down slowly on one knee. He looked at Fu Xiyao affectionately, "Xiyao, let's get married. In the future, you will be my princess Xiyao. I will love you and love you all my life."

Everyone surrounded Fu Xiyao, "Xiyao, promise Prince Rosen!"

Fu Xiyao a pair of Jian pupils looking forward to the circulation fell on Prince Rosen's face, and then nodded, "OK."

Fu Xiyao handed out her little green hand.

Prince Rosen put the diamond ring into the ring finger of Fu Xiyao's right hand.

Everyone is joking, "Prince Rosen, now Xiyao is your fiancee. I hope you get married as soon as possible."

"Prince Rosen, you are not allowed to bully Xiyao in the future. If you lose Xiyao, we will not spare you."

Prince Rosen looked at Fu Xiyao. She was surrounded by a group of girlfriends. Jueli's small face was bright and beautiful. Now she looked at him and smiled in her pupils.

Prince Rosen felt like a dream. That day, he received a call from Mrs. Yun. Mrs. Yun said that there had been news from Edinburgh that Fu Xiyao had promised to marry.

Prince Rosen still doesn't know how Fu Xiyao suddenly figured it out. He is no longer infatuated with the poor boy Ling Limu and promised to marry him.

Prince Rosen is proud and happy. He really likes Fu Xiyao. Now Fu Xiyao is finally his fiancee and his princess.

"Xiyao, don't worry, I'll never lose you." Prince Lawson affirmed.

Fu Xiyao held out her little green hand and took a goblet. The glass was full of alcohol. She took a sip and another sip until she drank all the red wine in the glass. She looked up at Prince Rosen, "well, I'm very relieved. Rosen, you must treat me well in the future."

Fu Xiyao jueli's small face has become red, and her voice is sweet and soft. Prince Rosen's eyes seem not to turn on her.

"You play first. I'll go to the bathroom." At this time, Fu Xiyao put down his goblet and went out.

Watching Fu Xiyao's beautiful figure disappear into his sight, Prince Rosen followed out.

……

In the corridor, Prince Rosen caught up with Fu Xiyao, "Xiyao, are you drunk?"

Fu Xiyao's delicate body softened and fell directly to the ground.

The prince reached out and caught her.

Fu Xiyao trembled with his slender feather Jie and his red lips closed, "Rosen, my head is so dizzy. Take me to the room and have a rest."

Prince Rosen really likes Fu Xiyao. Now he is holding the girl he has liked for so many years. He is very excited immediately.

"OK, I'll take you back to your room."

Prince Rosen picked up Fu Xiyao horizontally and sent him to the room.

……

In the room.

Prince Rosen put Fu Xiyao gently on the bed. He didn't leave, but looked at Fu Xiyao's beautiful face infatuated.

"Xiyao..."

He slowly stretched out his hand to caress Fu Xiyao's small face.

At this time, Fu Xiyao sidestepped away. She got up from the bed, "Rosen, I'll take a bath in the bathroom. Wait for me."

With that, Fu Xiyao entered the bathroom.

Prince Rosen showed a happy expression because of Fu Xiyao's sentence "I'll wait for you"

……

Ling Limu comes to the bar. He comes to Fu Xiyao's birthday party.

At this time, several people came face to face. The first one was Princess Luoling.

Princess Luoling hasn't seen Ling Limu for a year. In fact, she hasn't forgotten this handsome young man this year. Now when she sees Ling Limu again, Princess Luoling immediately stops.

Ling Limu comes from the outside. It's late autumn now. He is wearing a simple white high-collar shirt and a black coat. The broken wave bangs cover his handsome eyelids. Ling Limu is covered with cold air. He is like a man from an idol drama. He is fashionable, cold and elegant.

As soon as he came out, he attracted the eyes of the whole bar.

Princess Luo Ling quickly ran forward, "Ling Limu, Hello, long time no see."

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on Princess Luoling, and then moved away faintly. He ignored Princess Luoling, but stepped forward.

As soon as Princess Luoling gritted her teeth, she was angry all over. The men chasing her were waiting in line. She had never received such a cold reception.

"Ling Limu, are you here to attend Fu Xiyao's birthday party? It's a pity that you're a little late. Just now at the birthday party, my brother Rosen proposed to Fu Xiyao, and Fu Xiyao agreed."

Listening to this, Ling Limu's footsteps slowly stagnated.

"Ling Limu, don't you believe it? I have a video here. You can see that Fu Xiyao has put on the diamond ring given by my brother Rosen. She is Rosen's fiancee!"

"Ling Limu, how can a noble girl like Fu Xiyao really like you? How can she put down the halo and glory of Princess Xiyao for your poor boy?"

"Ling Limu, wake up quickly. Don't be cheap for Fu Xiyao!"

Ling Limu turned back, and a pair of deep black eyes looked at Princess Luo Ling. He lifted his thin lips lightly, "I'm cheap. What's your business?"

Princess Luo Ling's pupil shrinks, "you!"

Ling Limu doesn't care about her and leaves directly.

……

Ling Limu comes to the hall of the birthday party. The door of the hall is closed.

Reaching out to the hall, Ling pushed the door away.

It's empty.

The birthday party is over.

"Sir, you're late. Everyone's scattered." Said a waiter.

Ling Limu looked at the precious steel watch on his strong wrist with handsome eyelids. According to the time Fu Xiyao gave him, he was not late.

Meow~

At this time, Yuanyuan stuck to Ling Limu's leg and looked at his master with black eyes.

Ling Limu slowly hooked her thin lips. It seems that this birthday gift can't be sent out.

The dim yellow light in the corridor pulled his handsome body very long, revealing a lonely self mockery for no reason.

Ling Limu turns around and is ready to leave.

But the next second, he froze.

Because Fu Xiyao was standing in front of him, the clear Jian Tong looked at him with a Wang Yingying spring wave.

With four eyes facing each other, Fu Xiyao smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, "Ling Limu, you're here? My 18th birthday, I've been waiting for you."

Ling Limu looked at her, "you..."

Fu Xiyao suddenly ran over and hugged his fine waist with her small green hands. She buried her red face in his heart. Listening to his strong heart beat, she hooked her red lips and said with a smile, "Ling Limu, I want to hug you."

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