，
Fu Xiyao's heart skipped a beat. She stared at Ling Li Mu who was coming to her.
"Driver, lock the door!"
Fu Xiyao gave the order quickly.
But it was too late.
The next second, the door of the car beside her was opened. The cold air came in instantly, accompanied by a tall and handsome figure.
Ling Li Mu put one hand on the frame of the car and lowered his back. A pair of deep black eyes fell on her little face. "Why are you hiding?"
He asked in a low and magnetic voice.
Fu Xiyao looked at the man outside. He blocked her car and lowered his back to ask. His posture was just like the luxury car that suddenly came out and forced her to stop. There was a sense of dominance and arrogance in his frivolous and calm posture.
Fu Xiyao's long eyelashes fluttered, "President Ling, what's the matter?"
Ling Li Mu curled his thin lips, "Yes, where is the pearl hairpin I gave you? You don't want it. It fell on the ground. I went back to look for it, but it was gone. "
Pearl hairpin …
Fu Xiyao subconsciously wanted to step back a little, "I don't know."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Ling Li Mu stretched out his big hand and put it directly into her pocket.
Fu Xiyao's pupils shrank instantly, "Ling Li Mu!"
She shoved her little hand into her pocket and pressed down on his big hand.
She picked up the pearl hairpin. Now it was in her pocket. He had found it.
Ling Li Mu heard her calling "Ling Li Mu". It seemed that it was the first time she called his name. She was coquettish and shy.
In his pocket, her small hand pressed against his big hand …
Ling Li Mu had never held a woman's hand. Now he felt that her little hand was warm, soft, smooth and boneless.
Ling Li Mu raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xiyao's little face.
Right now, the two of their faces were very close. She was sitting, and he was looking down at her with his back bent. At this distance, he could see the layer of fine hair on her fair skin. Right now, the black tassel scarf was casually scattered around her neck. She looked at him with a pair of startled and beautiful eyes. Her bright eyes and white teeth made her look incomparably beautiful.
Ling Li Mu loved her beautiful face very much.
Fu Xiyao realized that she was holding Ling Li Mu's big hand. She drew back instantly as if she got an electric shock.
Her snow-white earlobes reddened unnaturally.
"President Ling, what do you mean?"
Ling Li Mu looked at her with his deep black eyes, "I should ask you that. Didn't you want my gift? Why did you pick it up secretly and put it in your pocket?"
"I... I think this is a gift from President Ling after all. Out of courtesy, I will accept it. On the other hand, President Ling, you went back to look for this pearl hair clip. Do you want to give this pearl hair clip to someone else?"
Pass it on to someone else …
"Ha." Ling Li Mu chuckled.
Fu Xiyao felt her earlobes turn even redder. She shouldn't have said that. She was clearly referring to Luo Li when she said "give it to someone else". No matter how she heard it, she could hear a hint of jealousy in her voice.
His "heh" was obviously a joke.
"I don't lack gifts. What I lack is … someone to receive the gift." At this time, Ling Li Mu said faintly.
Fu Xiyao was shocked, and her heart beat uncontrollably again. What was he doing? Did he come to flirt with her?
At this time, Fu Xiyao saw the driver in front of her. The driver probably realized that there was something wrong between her and Ling Li Mu, and he had already looked over.
This matter would soon be heard by Madam Yun and Princess Luo Ling.
Fu Xiyao clenched her fists and wanted to drive the man in front of her away, "President Ling, you …"
"Get off." Ling Li Mu lifted his thin lips.
What?
Fu Xiyao looked at the man in front of her, "Where to?"
"To my room."
"…"
Fu Xiyao breathed hard. She didn't understand what he meant. What did he mean … to his room?
She didn't move. Ling Li Mu raised his handsome eyebrows and chuckled, "Then I will hold you."
Ah?
Before Fu Xiyao could react, Ling Li Mu stretched out his strong arm and directly hugged her, who was delicate and exquisite.
Fu Xiyao was startled when her body was suddenly in the air. In her memory, he also held her once, which was fifteen years ago.
In the past fifteen years, there was no man around her.
Now her body was firmly held by him in a pair of strong arms. She smelled a strange and pleasant man's masculinity. Fu Xiyao quickly clenched her fists and hit on his strong chest, "Ling Li Mu, let me go. Put me down quickly. Someone will see it!"
Ling Li Mu's deep black eyes rippled with a bright smile, "If they see it, they will see it. I am here. What are you afraid of?"
Fu Xiyao's beautiful palm-sized face blushed. What did he mean by "I am here"? What was she afraid of? She was just very afraid.
Ling Li Mu strode into the Sofitel Hotel with her in his arms. At this time, the hotel manager came over with several staff. Everyone gasped when they saw this scene.
"Boss … Boss! Madam! "
The hotel manager and several staff members stood in a row and saluted respectfully.
Fu Xiyao, who was called "Madam", narrowed her eyes. She was not!
At this time, she heard Ling Li Mu's gentle smile, "If you don't want others to see your face, just hold my neck."
Without saying anything, Fu Xiyao directly stretched out her small hands to hold Ling Li Mu's neck and buried her hot face in his chest.
Ling Li Mu pressed the elevator dedicated to the president and went upstairs.
…
Upstairs, the presidential suite.
They entered the room, and Ling Li Mu gently put Fu Xiyao on the carpet.
Fu Xiyao turned around and was about to leave.
"Fu Xiyao."
Ling Li Mu called her name and stretched out his big hand to grab her slender wrist.
Fu Xiyao tried hard to get rid of him, "Ling Li Mu, you hurt me."
Ling Li Mu pushed her back, and Fu Xiyao's delicate back was directly against the wall.
At this time, her sight was dark. Ling Li Mu pressed over and put a big hand on the wall on the side of her head, blocking her.
They were very close. He didn't stick to her and kept some distance.
"Ling Li Mu, what do you want to do?"
Fu Xiyao put her two small hands in front of her body and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes. She was ashamed and alert.
"Call your husband and ask him to pick you up." Ling Li Mu said.
What?
He asked her to call Rosen?
Rosen died 15 years ago. How could she call him?
Fu Xiyao keenly felt that Ling Li Mu knew something.
"Rosen is recuperating. It's not convenient for him to come."
"His wife is in another man's room. Why doesn't he come to pick her up? If he doesn't come tonight, I won't let you go. "
Fu Xiyao's pupils shrank and her red lips trembled. After a long time, she said angrily, "Are you threatening me? Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Think about your wife … "
Ling Li Mu interrupted her, "I don't have a wife like you."
There was one more thing.
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