Chapter 1253 You Are My Scorching Sun (11)

Biquge www.xbiquge.bz, the fastest update of Warm Marriage: Mr. Gu, Gentle Love!

No, no, Xiaodoudou feels that he must fight for his mommy again!

"Handsome uncle, you...your ex-wife has been married to another man. Maybe the son she gave birth to will be as old as me. If you remarry, you will have an extra burden. Do you really not mind?"

Fu Xiyao's heart tightened when she heard this question. Although she knew that Xiaodoudou was his son, he didn't know.

Fu Xiyao looked at Xiaodoudou helplessly. Silly son, why did you say that you were a burden?

How would he answer this question?

Fu Xiyao quietly moved her little head over, and her clear eyes glanced at the man at the other end.

Ling Limu had returned to Villa No. 99. He was wearing black silk pajamas, holding his phone in one hand and taking a sip of coffee in the other. The bright neon lights reflected on his handsome features through the polished French windows, which made him look mature and dazzling.

He raised his sword-like eyebrows and looked over. He immediately saw Fu Xiyao peeking at him. He slowly raised his thin lips, "It must be a lie to say that you don't mind. I still remember that she hugged me and said that she wanted to give me a son."

Fu Xiyao didn't expect that she would be discovered by him when she was peeking at him. It was all because of his sharp eyes that she had no way to avoid it. Now he said that he minded.

Fu Xiyao lowered her slender feathers, pouted her lips, and her little face was a little red. She didn't lie to him. She just gave him a son...

Ling Limu looked at her. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. Her pure and soft black hair was scattered, and her beautiful little face was full of girlish beauty, which made him very excited.

For so many years, every time he saw her, his heartbeat seemed to be born for her.

"However, I like the son she gave birth to very much. After we remarry, I want her to give me a daughter to compensate." Ling Limu laughed softly.

Fu Xiyao's beautiful pupils shrank. What was he talking about? He actually... wanted her to give him a... daughter...

The blush on Fu Xiyao's little face spread all the way to her snow-white earlobes. She hugged Xiao Doudou, "Okay, it's getting late, say goodnight to handsome uncle."

Xiao Doudou's little baby face collapsed, "Goodnight, handsome uncle."

Ling Limu looked at Xiao Doudou, and then his eyes fell on Fu Xiyao's pink little face. He hooked his thin lips and whispered, "Goodnight."

He said goodnight to her.

The low magnetic voice made Fu Xiyao's ears numb. She couldn't stand it anymore. It felt like she was going to get pregnant.

"Goodnight~"

Fu Xiyao hung up the video.

Little Doudou fell asleep in reluctance. Fu Xiyao lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She opened the bottom drawer and took out two red books.

Her slender body curled up on the bed, the dim and warm light shone from above her head. She wrapped one slender arm around her knees and gently opened the two red books with the other hand.

There were photos of her and Ling Limu in the red books. The two wore white couple shirts. He smiled tenderly and she looked sweet...

Fu Xiyao's white fingers fell on his handsome face, and her red lips slowly curled up. In her heart and eyes... he was a handsome 20-year-old boy.

She and he never divorced.

...

The next day.

Fu Xiyao came to the mall early in the morning and was choosing gifts.

"Hello, Miss, what do you want to buy?" The shopping guide greeted her enthusiastically.

Fu Xiyao, "Oh, I want to buy a birthday gift."

"Miss, are you buying it for your boyfriend or husband?"

This...

Fu Xiyao blinked her slender feathers, "Well, my husband's birthday is today."

The shopping guide smiled, "Miss, if you want to give your husband a birthday gift, we recommend a belt."

Give a belt?

Fu Xiyao's beautiful little face, which was as big as a palm, was a little red. This... is not good...

Fu Xiyao walked to the side and looked at the various men's ties. She decided to give a tie.

He has a cool and restrained temperament. Fu Xiyao's white fingers hooked a classic black striped tie.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in her ears, "Xiyao, what a coincidence, you are here too."

Fu Xiyao looked up and saw that it was Princess Luo Ling who brought Yingying here.

Princess Luo Ling married Luo Jin, the only son of Earl Roy, four years ago. Luo Jin was a playboy. There were constant scandals around him. Even after marriage, he did not restrain himself, so Princess Luo Ling was not happy.

The important thing is that Princess Luo Ling has never forgotten Ling Limu in her heart. Now, seeing the financial giant Ling Limu return, she really loves, hates and is jealous, and lives in a twist every day.

Princess Luo Ling looked at Fu Xiyao holding a tie in her hand, and she smiled, "Xiyao, who are you buying a gift for, your husband, Mr. Gu?"

Fu Xiyao ignored her, but handed the tie in her hand to the shopping guide, "I want this, please help me wrap it."

"Okay."

Fu Xiyao went to the counter to check out.

Seeing Fu Xiyao ignoring her like this, Princess Luo Ling's eyes were full of resentment, but soon she smiled triumphantly, "Yingying, today is Mr. Ling's birthday, you have to pick a birthday gift for Mr. Ling, I think you should buy a belt?"

Princess Luo Ling deliberately provoked Fu Xiyao, and the man she couldn't get, Fu Xiyao couldn't get either.

Fu Xiyao, who was checking out, heard Yingying was going to give Ling Limu a belt, and her slender feathers trembled.

"Miss, it's done."

At this time, the shopping guide handed the exquisite gift bag to Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao took it, "Thank you."

Fu Xiyao left without staying here.

As soon as Fu Xiyao left, Princess Luo Ling looked at Yingying, "Yingying, what's wrong with you? You have been in contact with President Ling for so long, why haven't you succeeded yet?"

Yingying's charming little face also showed a frustrated look, "Luo Ling, this can't be blamed on me. I have tried very hard. If it were another man, he would have been fascinated by me long ago, but this Ling Limu is just not interested. Let alone getting close to me, he doesn't even look at me straight in the eye."

Princess Luo Ling sneered. The current Ling Limu is powerful and cold, and there is no shadow of a woman around him, so his private life has always been rumored to be quite mysterious.

But only she knows how obsessed Ling Limu was with Fu Xiyao in the past.

"Yingying, you have to think of a way. Today is Ling Limu's birthday. You can try to get him more wine."

...

Fu Xiyao left the mall. At this time, a text message came.

Fu Xiyao clicked it and saw that it was from Ling Limu---Come here, I'll wait for you at XX Hotel.

He asked her to go over.

Fu Xiyao tightened the gift bag in her hand, and her face was a little red.

"Miss, where are we going now?"

Fu Xiyao looked out the window uncomfortably, "XX Hotel."