Chapter 624 Little Bastard

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The maid opened the door, and the old lady and Mrs. Sikong were chatting in the living room.

Meow.

In the past few months, Xiao Hua has gained a lot of weight. When he saw Little Lemon coming back, he barked and quickly ran to Little Lemon's feet.

Little Lemon picked up Little Flower, and one person and one cat played happily.

"Asen, Shishi, are you back?" Mrs. Sikong greeted warmly.

"Grandma, aunt." Lin Shiyu walked into the living room.

Fu Qinglun put one hand in his trouser pocket and said, "Grandma, aunt, I'm going upstairs first."

"Asen, go ahead."

Fu Qinglun spread his long legs and went upstairs.

Mrs. Sikong pulled Lin Shiyu to sit down, "Shishi, let's chat."

Lin Shiyu was just about to speak when Fu Qinglun's low-mellow and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "Shi Shi."

He was calling her.

Lin Shiyu raised her eyes and saw Fu Qinglun standing at the retro carved railing as tall as jade. He gave her a condescending look and said, "Come up."

He asks her to go upstairs.

What are you doing?

Fu Qinglun has already entered the room.

As soon as she comes back, let her go upstairs.

However, grandma and aunt are both here.

The old lady and Mrs. Sikong looked at each other. They were both experienced, and they understood, "Shishi, Asen is calling you, hurry up."

"Then I'll go up first." Lin Shiyu went upstairs with a red face.

…

In the room, Lin Shiyu walked in, but when she walked to the bed, she saw no one.

The room was empty, no one was there.

Where is Fu Qinglun?

Lin Shiyu wanted to turn around, but two strong arms suddenly came around and hugged her from behind.

"Looking for me? I'm always behind you."

Lin Shiyu struggled for a moment, "Fu Qinglun, don't be like this, grandma and aunt are both down there."

"So what? Shishi, you are my wife."

It is legal to close the door to your room and do whatever you want with your wife.

The gentle word "wife" is full of unwarranted pampering.

Around her, Mo'er likes domineering rich men, An An loves rough men, but she only loves elegant young men.

He loved her very much.

"Fu Qinglun..."

"Call husband."

Fu Qinglun grabbed her shiny little shoulders and turned her around, "Shishi, call me husband."

He likes to hear her call her "husband", and he always asks her to call her "husband" when no one is around.

Lin Shiyu Yujie trembled and ran into the shower room as if running away.

She escaped.

what happened?

Fu Qinglun's handsome and gentle facial features sank, and his cold black eyes overflowed with a cold light as sharp as a weapon.

After she went to the coffee shop with Tang Moer and An An today, this was what happened when she came back?

What did these three women say?

Fu Qinglun took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and dialed a number.

The melodious ringtone of the cell phone on the other end rang once, and then he was picked up unhurriedly, "Hello."

Gu Mohan's deep magnetic voice slowly came over.

Fu Qinglun pursed her thin crimson lips and said, "Ask your wife, what did she say to Shishi today?"

At the other end, the maid opened the door of the villa, and Gu Mohan just entered.

The big hand with sharp bones held the phone to his ear, and with the other hand he unbuttoned the suit, took off the dark blue suit and handed it to the maid on the side. Gu Mohan was pulling the tie around his neck. At this time, Then I heard Fu Qinglun's gloomy and unhappy questioning voice coming from the other end.

Gu Mohan frowned subconsciously. He raised his eyes and looked at Tang Mo'er who had already gone up the stairs.

"Mo'er, what did you talk about in the coffee shop today?"

Tang Mo'er had just gone upstairs. When she heard this, she stopped and looked at Gu Mohan. She tilted her head and thought for a moment, "We didn't talk about anything. I just gave you a ranking."

At this moment, Gu Mohan's heroic brows furrowed into the word "Chuan".

Obviously, Fu Qinglun on the other end also heard it.

Fu Qinglun frowned in sync, "They really dare to talk!"

Gu Mohan took the phone away from his ear and looked at Tang Moer intently, "So, what's the ranking?"

"Chief Lu is first, you, Mr. Gu, are second, and Mr. Fu is third," Tang Moer said honestly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Mohan's handsome face turned cold. He was very doubtful and dissatisfied with this ranking.

Tang Moer suddenly thought of a question, "I forgot to include my dad. My dad, Mr. Lu, and Mr. Yan can at least keep pace with each other and win the first place together. In this case, Mr. Gu, you will be third, and Mr. Fu will be fourth."

“…”

Gu Mohan pursed his thin lips into a cold arc.

At this time, I heard Fu Qinglun's low-pitched voice, "How is the ranking?"

Men will never admit defeat in this kind of thing, and they are very concerned about rankings.

Gu Mohan didn't blush or breath, "I am first, you are fourth."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Putting the phone into his trouser pocket, Gu Mohan spread his long legs and went upstairs, "Little bastard, you haven't cleaned up for a few days, and your skin is itchy again, right?"

Seeing him coming up aggressively, Tang Mo'er narrowed her eyes, "Ah", she whispered and ran into the room quickly.

With a snap, she locked the door to the room.

"Knock, knock, knock," a knock on the door came from outside. The man's sharp and powerful bones and joints pressed against the door panel, making a rhythmic and oppressive sound, "Little bastard, open the door!"

Tang Mo'er pressed her delicate back against the door panel and shook her head like a rattle, "I won't open it! I'm not a little bastard either."

He is the little bastard, and so is his whole family!

I am so angry, he dares to curse.

"If I am a little bastard, what are you?" Tang Moer asked angrily.

"The master of the little bastard!" Gu Mohan replied.

"..."

Tang Moer was speechless, she leaned against the door panel and refused to open the door, "Mr. Gu, why are you angry, third is third, it doesn't matter, I don't dislike you, you are too narrow-minded, do you want to beat me or something, if you dare to touch me, I will sue you for domestic violence."

Gu Mohan stood by the door with a tall and long-legged figure, the tie around his neck was tied loosely around his neck, revealing a lazy and mature elite man's charm.

"Tang Moer, do you have no idea whether I am the third or not?"

"I know, so the third position does not bury you, dear Mr. Gu, third is so good, we can advance or retreat."

"..."

Damn it!

Gu Mohan crossed his big hands on his sturdy waist. "Tang Moer, you'd better not let me catch you, otherwise you won't see the sun tomorrow."

Tang Moer guarded the door and refused to open it, but soon she could no longer hear any sound from outside. Gu Mohan was gone.

He left?

He just left like that?

Is he not playing any tricks again?

Tang Moer confirmed that the door was locked, she ran into the room, took a nightgown and went in to take a shower.