Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The taxi stopped, and Tang Moer opened the back door. "Mr. Gu, you don't have to come down, I will watch you go."

Gu Mohan stretched her palm and squeezed her small face, softly, "OK."

Tang Mo'er stood outside and waved his little hand.

Gu Mohan glanced at the driver, "driving."

"Yes, sir."

The driver stepped on the accelerator and the taxi rushed away.

The car drove far away, Gu Mohan looked through the rearview mirror, and she was still standing there, watching him.

Her delicate figure was a little farther away, scattered, and disappeared into his sight.

The two big palms with clear outlines were pulled into fists, and he exhausted his whole body without turning back.

he can not.

...

When the taxi disappeared, Tang Moer turned back to the White House.

Going to the door of her room, she pressed in her fingerprint password.

At this moment a familiar voice rang in my ear, "Mo Er."

Tang Moer looked back, Fenglijin came.

"Feng ..." She wanted to speak, but quickly, Feng Lichen's handsome face turned into Gu Mohan.

Her bright eyes became pale, blank, dull and empty, "Mr. Gu, why are you back again?"

She just watched him go.

Why did he appear again?

Feng Lijin stepped forward and reached out to embrace Tang Moer in his arms.

Tang Mo'er's face was resting on his chest, and Mr. Gu was hugging her, but she couldn't feel happiness at all.

...

Opening the door of the room, Tang Moer was asleep on the soft big bed.

Feng Lichen sat on the bed and looked at her. So charming and charming, Tang Moer was so fresh that after the divorce from Gu Mohan, it quickly withered like flowers.

She really loves the man named Gu Mohan.

Feng Lichen took out his mobile phone, took a picture and sent it out.

A string of vibrations soon sounded and the phone came.

Feng Lichen glanced at sleeping Tang Moer, then got up and went to answer the phone.

At this moment, Tang Moer on the bed trembled and combed Yu Jie, and opened her eyes.

She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and gently opened the door.

Outside the door, Feng Lichen was carrying her back, making a call in her trouser pocket with one hand, because it was very quiet, she heard an extremely familiar low magnetic voice coming from the other end of the phone, "Hey."

"General Manager Gu, I just took a picture of Mo Er falling asleep to you, are you in a hurry?"

Gu Mohan's voice was sombre, "Get out of her room!"

"General Manager Gu, you know, once you take this AR medicine, you can't stop it. Mo Er already regards me as you. Even if I want to do something to her, she won't resist, unless you give Mo Er forcibly discontinued the medicine, but was Gu willing? "

The atmosphere at that end plummeted, almost to freezing point, revealing a suffocating depression.

A few seconds later, Gu Mohan's low voice passed over, "Mo Er is the life-saving sign of your Feng family. If something goes wrong, I will let your Feng family fill her door to bury her!"

"What if ... I did with Mo Er? Would you still like her?" Feng Lichen smiled slowly.

At this moment a slight voice came from behind, Feng Lichen turned quickly, and he saw Tang Mo'er standing by the door, looking at him.

She heard it all.

Feng Lichen quickly hung up the phone and stepped forward, "Mo Er, how did you wake up?"

Tang Mo'er's soft little face was as white as a piece of paper. She slowly raised her hand and touched Feng Lichen's handsome face.

What she saw was Gu Mohan.

However, she knew in his heart that he was not.

"I always thought that we were friends, right?" Tang Moer slowly red lips.

Feng Lichen froze, and then he held Tang Mo'er's small hand. "No one sincerely made friends with me. You are the only one. Mo'er, I don't want to hurt you. My father gave you AR medicine."

"And," Feng Lichen said the truth slowly, "Ling Xue always thought that there was an antidote for AR in the northbound palace. In fact, she didn't know, and General Manager Gu didn't know that AR had no antidote at all."

No antidote.

Tang Mo'er's white eyes were red, and the crystal hot tears fell like beads that broke the threads.

Without antidote, what should she do?

What should she do?

Ying Run's shoulder vibrated twice, and she choked.

"Mo Er ..."

"Please ... don't tell him."

Feng Lichen stagnates.

Tang Mo'er looked up and looked at him in tears. "Don't tell him, let him think there is an antidote in the northbound palace, don't ... make him sad, don't ... make him desperate ..."

Feng Lichen felt a sudden pain in his heart. He took Tang Mo'er into his arms and asked dumbly, "Because you are sad now, you are desperate now, so you don't want him to bear your present pain?"

Well, yes.

Yes.

He must be more sad than her.

He must be more desperate than her.

He has been protecting her and hurting her. His shoulders are the harbor where she lived all his life. He is a good husband.

He has been almost omnipotent for so long, but this time it is useless, AR has no antidote at all.

There were a few drops of tears on the comb-like Yujie, like the wings of a butterfly. Tang Moer held him, but his hands and feet were cold. "What if I do n’t take AR medicine?"

"The reason why AR does not have an antidote is that AR is not a poison, it will not harm your body, it will only lose your mind and make you think of me as Gu Mohan. Over time, you will forget the real Gu Mo Cold, completely turned into a puppet. If you do n’t eat AR, these effects will naturally disappear, but once you break the AR, you will be **** old. ”

Fingering Hongyan old ...

What does it mean?

She didn't understand, she really didn't understand.

She didn't want to forget Gu Mohan.

She has forgotten Gu Mohan, forgot Niu Niu once, and this time, she will never forget it again.

They are all her.

Tang Moer closed her eyes and cried lowly.

...

In the bar.

Feng Lingxue received the information, and Gu Mohan did not return.

She got up to leave the box and planned to leave.

Walking in the corridor, a luxury box door suddenly opened, and a veteran boss ran out. He saw Feng Lingxue, his eyes lit up, "Oh my God, who is this? This is not Gillian's room. Is Feng Lingxue? "

Feng Lingxue glanced at the boss and walked away.

"Miss Feng," the boss clasped Feng Lingxue's slender haw wrists, and smiled wretchedly. "Since you met here, let's play together, come in!"

The boss forced Feng Lingxue into the luxurious box.

Several men were playing cards in the box. The smoke was diffused. Feng Lingxue looked up and saw a familiar figure at the card table.

Xuan Ying was sitting on the main seat. He wore a black shirt with two loose necklines, revealing a deep V-sex, unscrupulous. He was holding a card in his hand and was frowning with a cigarette in his mouth. Pumping.