Lin Shiyu thought it was funny, "Mr. Fu, may I ask, what elegant words would a celebrity like Lu Qier say to pee?"

"Don't bring the topic to Qi'er," Fu Qinglun didn't even move his eyebrows, "When you come back, give me a divorce paper, and you won't even show your face, Mrs. Fu, who gave you the guts?"

If Gu Mohan hadn't called him and said that she had come to help Tang Mo'er, he wouldn't have been able to stop her.

He had come from a high-level meeting.

Lin Shiyu sneered, this man is really... Forget about protecting Lu Qi'er, even her name is protected, she is going to be moved.

"The divorce will go through the legal process, and I didn't ask you for a penny, why are you meeting?" Saying that, Lin Shiyu came to Fu Qinglun's face, slowly approached him, and looked at his handsome face, "Does Mr. Fu want to fight me... Break up - cannon?"

Breakup - cannon?

How many shameless words did this woman spit out from her mouth, and Fu Qinglun's cold eyes darkened.

"Don't, don't forget it, then I'll go first, I hope Mr. Fu will sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible. Lin Shiyu raised her feet and left.

The white wrap skirt on her body is slit, forked a little high, as soon as she takes a step on her legs, the two thin white jade legs are looming, Fu Qinglun's eyes are sharp, and he sees some spring light.

He quickly stretched out his palm and clasped her slender wrist again, and asked in a deep voice, "Mrs. Fu, what are you wearing in your skirt?"

Lin Shiyu was originally going to go out, but now she was left behind by him, her patience had been exhausted, and a beautiful little face became indifferent, "Mr. Fu, what do you mean by messing around like this?"

Fu Qinglun shook his hand and threw her directly to the washstand.

The delicate beautiful back hit the washstand, Lin Shiyu's little face was even colder, and she stood firmly, at this time, the man's height of one meter eight or seven pressed over, one big palm locked her willow-like waist with a beak, and the other big palm poked in from her split skirt.

Slippery in one hand.

"Lin Shiyu, you didn't even wear the inner library and ran out!" Fu Qinglun's eyes locked on her with scarlet eyes.

This was the first time he called her by name, Lin Shiyu wrung her eyebrows, and said lightly, "I wore it." ”

Fu Qinglun let go of her willow waist, and with his other big palm lifted the skirt in front of her, and in the line of sight that drooped down was the woman's two exposed jade legs, which were particularly straight, with a tight slit in the middle.

She was wearing tinzi pants, so she didn't touch it in the back just now, and now there was a little bit in the front, two strings were tied, and a little bit of white lace didn't cover anything.

Fu Qinglun lowered his handsome eyebrows, his breathing was tight, and he was stimulated by the beautiful scenery in front of him.

"Mr. Fu, actresses have to wear Tingzi pants when they wear hip skirts, do you really don't understand or do you deliberately want to lift my skirt to see?"

Saying that, Lin Shiyu pushed him away a little, two little green white hands propped up on the washstand, she lifted her high heels, climbed up along his black pants, climbed onto the tent that she couldn't bear to look at directly, and stepped lightly, very disdainful.

"Say it if you want to see it, come, tell me you want to see it, I'll show you with my legs apart. ”

Fu Qinglun's handsome forehead was full of green tendons, his throat was like rolling coals, his lower abdomen was so tight that he was almost out of control.

The woman in front of her didn't have a trace of smile, other women were the most seductive when they laughed, but she didn't, her cold and indifferent appearance was the most itchy, and now her legs were exposed, and the skin on it was smooth and delicate, like a newborn baby's delicate skin.

Three years ago, he didn't know how to lose control, probably just looking at her legs.

He loved her legs.