Chapter 1274 You Are My Blazing Sun (32)

"Ling Limu!"

Fu Xiyao yelled anxiously. He was clearly still there just now, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Was it really her dream?

"Ling Limu! Ling Limu!"

At this time, Qingguo ran over and hugged Fu Xiyao, "Princess, where is the second prince here? Are you blinded?"

"I know you miss the second prince so much, but there is no news about the second prince yet. The longer time goes by, the less likely the news will be. Princess, please don't scare me."

Qingguo was about to cry.

Fu Xiyao's heart that was beating wildly just now slowly sank to the bottom of the valley. Her beautiful little face turned pale, and her hands and feet were cold.

If there is no hope, don't give her hope. However, she clearly saw it just now. Her Ling Limu was there.

She couldn't be mistaken.

You can’t go wrong.

Fu Xiyao slowly calmed down, "Qingguo, I'm fine, don't be afraid."

"Princess, are you really okay?" Qingguo was still worried.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

…

Fu Xiyao returned to her room. She sorted out her emotions, then went out and went to the presidential suite next door.

She could not mistake it just now, it must be Ling Limu.

Ling Limu is the mysterious boss.

As for whether this Ling Limu is the Ling Limu of this life or... the Ling Limu of the previous life, Fu Xiyao is still not sure.

If it were Ling Limu in his previous life, with his profound life experience, he would have no problem achieving such a status in just three months.

Ling Limu in his previous life was the god of business and an invincible weapon.

If it was really Ling Limu from his previous life...

Fu Xiyao's heart was about to melt. No matter how perfect this life was, Ling Limu in her previous life was the most bone-gnawing pain in her life.

Wandering around midnight, she dreamed day by day, always dreaming of him in his previous life when he was in middle age. At that time, he and she were already married, and he touched her face again and again, without even a kiss, and even he Not even knowing that she loved him, he just fell in front of her and died alone.

Is it really him?

Ling Limu from his previous life is back?

Fu Xiyao looked at the closed door in front of her, her heart beating like a drum. Then she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door was opened.

Fu Xiyao's eyes lit up, "Ling..."

The next second, her words were choked in her throat, because the person who opened the door was not Ling Limu, but the beautiful girl Xiao Qian just now.

The girl Xiaoqian appeared in his room again.

Xiao Qian looked at Fu Xiyao and was shocked, "Xi...Princess Xiyao..."

Little people like Xiao Qian had witnessed Princess Xiyao's grace in various TV magazines, so now she froze with an expression of incredible shock.

Fu Xiyao glanced at Xiao Qian, and then entered the presidential suite. She looked up and saw that there was no one in the huge room, but there was the sound of water flowing from the shower room. He should be taking a bath in it.

"Princess Xiyao, why are you here?"

"Where's Mr. Ling?"

"Mr. Ling is taking a bath inside..."

It was indeed Ling Limu!

She guessed it right!

Fu Xiyao held back her heart palpitations, her bright eyes fell on Xiao Qian's pretty face, "Why are you here? What is your relationship with Mr. Ling?"

"I…"

Xiao Qian was about to speak when there was a "click", the door to the shower room opened, and a tall and handsome body jumped into view.

Ling Limu came out.

Ling Limu had just taken a shower and was wearing a clean gray shirt and black trousers. For someone who was 40 years old, wearing a dark color like gray always gave off a somewhat indescribable sense of mystery, coldness, and nobility. With his short hair wet and his body filled with cold mist, he looked particularly young and handsome, which made people blush.

Fu Xiyaojian's pupils shrank, her gaze fell on him, and it was difficult to look away.

"Mr. Ling."

At this time, Xiao Qian screamed out full of admiration.

Ling Limu dropped the towel in his hand, glanced at Xiao Qian with his deep black eyes, and then said in a low and magnetic voice, "You should go out first."

"Yes, Mr. Ling."

Xiaoqian left.

The door to the room was closed, and there were only two people left inside.

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on Fu Xiyao's beautiful face, "Are you looking for me?"

Fu Xiyao blinked at Yu Jie, but he did not disappear from her sight. Only then did she confirm that this was not a dream and that he was really back.

Fu Xiyao's bright eyes filled with moving spring water, and she looked at him softly and brightly, "Do you know me?"

There was no emotion on Ling Limu's handsome face. He shook his head and said in an indescribably pleasant voice, "I don't know him."

He said he didn't know her.

Fu Xiyao suddenly raised her red lips and smiled.

Looking at her bright and bright smile, something quickly flashed through Ling Limu's deep eyes.

At this time, Fu Xiyao stepped forward and came to him. She straightened her slender back and raised her delicate eyebrows, "Mr. Ling, are you an alien? Princess Xiyao, who is famous all over the world, can you say no?" Do you know me? I believe you, you big liar!”

She clicked on "The Big Liar", and although she was resentful, she also showed a bit of joy and squeamishness.

Ling Limu's eyes darkened and he said nothing.

"Hey, let me ask you, what happened to that girl just now? Did you pay her back? I hope you can give me a good explanation!"

Ling Limu stood tall and tall, looking at her without speaking.

Fu Xiyao took another step forward, she slowly lowered her long feathers, then stretched out her little hand and held his slender fingers hanging on the edge of his pants.

Seeing that he did not resist, Fu Xiyao held his big palm with her two little hands and slowly placed it on her beautiful little face.

She put her little face in his palm and rubbed it like a little kitten.

"You should remember me now."

Ling Limu looked at her, his memory still stayed in the last life. Fu Xiyao was already more than 30 years old 15 years later. Although the years had not aged her face, the unattainable Princess Xiyao was so elegant, noble, gentle, and charming.

And the girl in front of him was only 22 years old, such a beautiful and blooming age like a flower. Her beautiful little face was full of collagen, revealing the youth of youth, so beautiful that people dared not touch it.

In the last life, Ling Limu did not dare to look at Fu Xiyao more when she was 22 years old.

Now, she came to him.

At this moment, in his eyes, she was incomparably beautiful.

Seeing him staring at her with his handsome eyelids drooping, a 40-year-old man, even a glance revealed the most bewitching charm of a man, Fu Xiyao's face turned red, she rushed over, and hugged his sturdy waist tightly with her two small hands.

"Ling Limu, if you do this again, I will ignore you, hum."

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