However, this man has a fatal flaw, and that is that he is incompetent.

Lin Shiyu sighed twice in her heart, what a pity.

She deserted, and then a low-alcohol magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "What do you think, concentrate." ”

Lin Shiyu looked sideways at him.

With such a turn of face, she was shocked to realize that the faces of the two men were pressed together, and her red lips brushed past his handsome cheeks.

She froze.

Fu Qinglun looked at her, his eyes swept down at her red lips, and his cheeks were numb from the kiss she had kissed.

He smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her, and the bulging man's throat rolled up and down twice, and he asked in a dumb voice, "What are you kissing me for?"

“…”

Lin Shiyu blinked Yu Jie, and there was a bit of lazy charm in her innocence, didn't he rub his face over?

It's cheap and good, and it's very good at pretending.

Lin Shiyu reached out and tucked a strand of hair on her cheeks behind her ear, revealing a clear and beautiful line outline, "Mr. Smithson, I'm sorry." ”

Fu Qinglun pursed his thin lips and didn't speak.

"Shiyu, don't talk, hurry up and play cards!" Tang Mo'er urged at this time.

Fu Qinglun clicked a card, "Go this." ”

Lin Shiyu wasn't sure, "Is it right to go this way?"

Fu Qinglun directly stretched out his hand and walked out of the card.

Tang Mo'er cheered, "I'll win again, take the money and take the money." ”

So Lin Shiyu watched as all the chips in front of her were taken away.

“…”

What does that mean?

Lin Shiyu looked at Fu Qinglun with a shocked expression, he... Is it intentional?

Losing money on purpose?

Fu Qinglun looked sideways, and his cold black eyes fell on Lin Shiyu's beautiful little face, slowly hooking his thin lips, and his smile was good-looking, "Miss Lin, come, let's come over and calculate how much money you lost to me." ”

……

In the cloister.

Fu Qinglun copied his trouser pocket with one hand, "Miss Lin, you lost a total of 80 million to me, how are you going to pay me back, I'll tell you the account, and you will call the money directly?"

Lin Shiyu knew that Mo'er had sold her.

Sold to the Mr. Smithsonian in front of him.

Lin Shiyu raised her eyebrows, "I'm sorry, Mr. Smithson, I don't have eighty million." ”

"And what are you going to do?"

Lin Shiyu hooked her red lips, suddenly stepped forward, and approached the tall man like jade, her beautiful apricot eyes were as bright and moving as the spring rain washed, "Mr. Smithsonian, or... I'm meat--worth, right?"

Meat - compensation?

These two words made Fu Qinglun's handsome eyebrows move, and he lowered his voice to look at her palm-sized little face, "Are you serious?"

Lin Shiyu took a step forward, and Fu Qinglun's straight back was against the wall.

From a distance, she looked like she was leaning the man against the wall.

Lin Shiyu looked at him so closely, his handsome facial features were plated in the champagne gold palace lamp, the man in the white shirt and black trousers, with aristocratic blood flowing all over his body, standing still was a little more charming than those male models posing for photos.

She pressed against him, but he didn't move, and the bangs on his forehead were covered by broken waves, revealing a bit of clarity and gentleness.

He should be the one who hurts women.

Whether it's on the bed or under the bed, the woman can mess around on him.

"If the meat is paid, I won't lose anything, after all... You're so handsome, so good-looking. ”

She said he was handsome and good-looking.

In fact, Fu Qinglun didn't care about his appearance, of course, whether it was the young master of the Fu family who had the power of the entire Yecheng in the past or the young lord of Gudingbao now, he was fascinated by a large number of women.

Now that she praised him, his heart was filled with joy.

Today this hair is not made in vain.

Fu Qinglun still put one hand in his trouser pocket, his eyes pouted her tightly, and his low-alcohol voice rippled softly, "I only have good looks?"

"Huh?"

Fu Qinglun slowly hooked his thin lips, "I'm still very rich." ”

“…”

Is he showing off his wealth?

"In addition to being rich, I also have status, status, and power. Fu Qinglun continued.

Lin Shiyu hooked her red lips and smiled, this man... Grandma's, it's cute.

She stretched out her little hand and touched her bulging lower abdomen, "But, I have a baby in my belly." ”

"Buy one, get one free, I earned it. ”

As he spoke, Fu Qinglun stretched out his white and clean palm to touch her bulging lower abdomen.

He wanted to touch it for a long time.

But without touching it, Lin Shiyu took two steps back and avoided it.

Fu Qinglun's big palm froze in mid-air, and he lifted his handsome eyelids to look at her.

Lin Shiyu hooked her lips and smiled, "Mr. Smithson, even though you are very good, but you have a hidden disease in that area, just now I wanted to pay you for it, but I just teased you." ”

Fu Qinglun's handsome facial features sank suddenly, what did she say, she dared to play him?

"You..."

"Mr. Smithson, are you annoyed?" Lin Shiyu straightened her delicate back, the smile on her little face was gone, and even her beautiful voice revealed a bit of clarity and sarcasm, "You were also teasing me at the card table just now, and I just gave it back to you!"

Fu Qinglun immediately pursed his thin lips into a cold arc, and he suddenly realized a problem, the opposite of things.

He was too anxious, which made her wary and repulsed.

Her temperament is too smart.

"Mr. Smithson, I know that Mo'er wants to match us, but I clearly refuse you now, we have no possibility, the man I am looking for in the future must first bring me sexual happiness, not to mention seven times a night, but also to make me rise and fall. ”

Saying that, Lin Shiyu looked down and glanced at his trousers, "Obviously, Mr. Smithsonian can't satisfy me." ”

After speaking, Lin Shiyu turned around and left.

As soon as she took a step, a large white and clean palm reached out from behind and grabbed her slender wrist.

Fu Qinglun pulled hard, the two of them changed positions, and Lin Shiyu was pressed against the wall.

"Mr. Smithson, please respect yourself and let go of me!" Lin Shiyu stretched out two small hands to push him.

Fu Qinglun tried his best to avoid her bulging little belly, and didn't dare to exert himself, but his handsome facial features were blue, and his eyes were gloomy, "Now talk to me about self-respect, then who said I couldn't satisfy you just now?"

“…”

Fu Qinglun held her boneless little hand, "Whether I'm incompetent or not, I'll let you know now." ”

He pressed her little hand down.

What does he want to do?

Lin Shiyu's beautiful pupils shrank suddenly, she had only met this man twice, and he actually grabbed her little hand to touch him?

"Let go!" Lin Shiyu withdrew her little hand vigorously, so she didn't touch it.

The palm-sized face was steamed red because of shame.

Fu Qinglun stared at her with burning eyes, his big palm clasped her slender waist, and he pressed her delicate body into his arms.

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