Ling Limu JUNBA's body stiffened directly and was held tightly by the soft and fragrant girl.

Slowly, he lowered his handsome eyelids and looked at the girl in his arms, "what's the matter... Someone bullied you?"

He asked her in a low voice.

Fu Xiyao raised her small face, and the clear Jian Tong looked into the bottom of his eyes. "If someone really bullies me, what should I do?"

"I'll beat him for you, whoever he is."

Fu Xiyao's heart spread a sweet wave. She lifted her red lips. "Did you meet princess Luoling just now? Did Princess Luoling tell me to marry Prince Luosen and be a princess?"

The two were so close that she still held him. Ling Limu smelled the fragrance on the tip of her hair. He nodded, "well."

"Well... If I really marry Prince Rosen and become Princess Xiyao, what will you do?"

Ling Limu's handsome eyebrows and eyes overflow with a layer of tender tenderness, "you can also not marry."

"I won't marry Rosen, so marry you?"

Fu Xiyao stood on tiptoe and suddenly put his hands around his neck.

Ling Limu has never been so close to a girl. Now she hugged her. Ling Limu didn't stand firm. Her big hand quickly clasped her slender waist and stepped back two steps.

He hugged her waist for the first time.

The girl's slender waist was almost one foot six, soft as if without bone. With such a hug from Ling Limu, her handsome face was immediately covered with an unnatural red.

"Did you... Drink?"

Ling Limu smelled the faint aroma of wine emanating from her.

She drank tonight, or she wouldn't... Like this

Fu Xiyao's tired white muscles steamed out two traces of drunken red. The glass of red wine she had just drunk at the birthday party was very strong. She was a little dizzy.

But she wasn't drunk at all.

She hugged his neck hard, and there was a little coquettish anger in her soft waxy voice. "If I ask you something, do you want me to marry you?"

She must be drunk. Ling Limu is also a little drunk.

Only he knows how much he likes the girl.

Ling Limu nodded, "yes."

He asked her to marry him.

Fu Xiyao looked around with a pair of Jian pupils. She tilted her little head and asked him, "what would you do if I didn't marry you or Luosen? After so many years of life, would you like other girls and forget me?"

Ling Limu tightened his big hand and hugged her slender waist gently and forcefully. He gathered his handsome eyes and whispered, "what I think is you, others, I won't want."

Fu Xiyao's eyes were quickly covered with a layer of crystal tears. Well, she knew.

She suddenly remembered Ling Limu's confession to her in her previous life. She was a fair lady, a gentleman who wanted to be happy, begged but could not, and couldn't sleep at night.

Ling Limu of this life said to her, all I want is you.

Fu Xiyao buried her little face in his arms. From then on, she and his life will not repeat the track of the previous life.

This is the end.

It's also a new beginning.

The two held each other like this. At this time, there was a riot in their ears. It seemed that many people came here and Ling Limu moved.

Fu Xiyao held his neck tightly, "Ling Limu, where do you live?"

She asked him where he lived

Ling Limu's pupil shrinks and his heart accelerates in an instant, "how do you... Ask this?"

Fu Xiyao didn't look up, but buried her little face in his heart. She heard his rapid heartbeat.

She secretly and shyly buried her little face in his heart and rubbed, "I don't know where you live now. I want to go to your house tonight."

Ling Limu's breath suddenly disordered the rhythm, and her ears burst open. She said

"Grandma lives with me."

“…”

Fu Xiyao felt a basin of cold water rushing down. Oh, my God, she forgot that her grandmother lived with him. It's a shame.

Fu Xiyao quickly released Ling Limu. She turned and ran away, trying to drill a hole in the ground.

But she didn't succeed because Ling Limu grabbed her, "where are you going?"

Fu Xiyao stopped. She covered her hot face with two small hands and buried her head. She had no face to see anyone.

Ling Limu's heart rippled in circles. He hooked his thin lips and pushed her two small hands away, "I'll send you back."

Fu Xiyao couldn't say anything. He didn't dare to say anything. He could only follow behind him.

……

Ling Limu takes Fu Xiyao out of the bar. At this time, she sees the commotion in front. Many people surround the door of a room.

Everyone talked about it,

---God, Prince Rosen slept with a woman.

---Just now, at Xiyao's 18th birthday party, Prince Rosen proposed to Xiyao. Xiyao agreed. Both Edinburgh and the royal family are going to marry. It's so scum that Prince Rosen betrayed Xiyao!

Many people took out their mobile phones and kept shooting.

In the room, Prince Rosen was livid and put on his clothes. He shouted angrily, "don't shoot!"

Where's Fu Xiyao?

Just now, Fu Xiyao said to take a bath in the bathroom, and then the light in the room went out. Prince Rosen hugged a woman directly.

Now the woman sat by the bed crying and hugged Prince Rosen who wanted to leave, "Prince Rosen, don't go, I'm clear..."

Prince Rosen knew that the woman was entangled with herself.

Fu Xiyao!

Prince Rosen, no matter how stupid he was, knew that Fu Xiyao had done it. He kicked himself into the chair.

Ling Limu outside looked at this scene, his deep black eyes flashed a sharp cold, and he probably knew what was going on.

At this time, the little hand in the palm gently pulled him, "my father will solve the later things for us. Ling Limu, let's go."

……

In the Pagani sports car, Ling Limu sits in the driver's seat and drives. Fu Xiyao lies on the front passenger's window and looks at the night scenery flying outside.

At this time, she found that it was not the way back to school or Edinburgh. She quickly turned her head and looked at Ling Limu around her. "Are you on the wrong road?"

Ling Limu's two big hands pressed on the steering wheel. Her handsome face was plated in the bright neon lights of the city, gorgeous and charming, "huh?"

"This is not the way back." Fu Xiyao said.

The thin red on Ling Limu Jun's face quietly spread to his ears, but his look was still calm, "Oh."

Oh, what?

At this time, the luxury sports car stopped slowly. Fu Xiyao turned her head and saw that the luxury car stopped at the door of a six-star hotel.

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