Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The fine bangs lay wet on his forehead, revealing his handsome face with a crown like a jade, and his long and handsome, lined with expensive black silk pajamas, his temperament was cool and outstanding.

Lu Yeming stood at the counter, opened a bottle of grape wine, and poured it into the goblet.

Taking a casual sip, the mellow and fragrant red wine rippled between his lips.

At this moment, there were two “叩叩” sounds, and the voice of the confidant Brahman came from the door, “King.”

"In."

The door opened, and Vatican came in.

"Wang, the execution will be carried out in three days, but so far, Miss Junsan has not been traced."

Lu Yeming turned around, the arched buttocks gently rested on the counter, and the deep phoenix eyes fell on Fanmen's face and glanced, "Don't check, she's here."

what?

Fan Men looked at Lu Yeming in shock.

Lu Yeming did not continue this topic, he casually took a sip of red wine, "Van Men, do you have a woman?"

Vatican lowered his head quickly, "Back to the king, not yet."

Lu Yeming looked down at the red wine in his hand. "This woman looks like red wine and looks the same, but when you drink it with a thin sip, you can distinguish between good and bad. Once you get used to drinking Grapes will never look after those inferior products again. "

"Wang, I don't understand."

Lu Yeming raised his thin lips, "You don't need to understand, go on."

"Yes." Vatican stepped back.

The room was quiet. Lu Ye quietly drank a glass of wine. He meant that the woman he met, Jun Xiqing and Ye Ruge.

Ye Ruge is the daughter of Lord Wang, the only woman in the Big Four of Country A. The raw enchantment is like fire, and her eyes are silky.

He had a passion for her, and wanted to marry her, and of course he would go to bed with her.

But now, his feelings about Ye Ruge are starting to fade.

It was not impossible for her to kiss him in the living room just now, but he pushed her away because she felt worse.

She is not as good as Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing is more unusual than Ye Ruge, and her smart eyes are hidden with the intelligence, wisdom and power that girls should not have.

But aside from this, Jun Xiqing's health is clean and clean, the young daughter of the Jun family has grown up, she overflows clean and pure, and does not understand the matter of men and women makes her look more taboo-taboo, every time he looks at her, throat itch.

He breathed tightly at the thought of kissing her.

Her beautiful and sweet feeling, Ye Ruge is really incomparable.

Lu Yeming compared these two women in his heart. He was very picky by birth. Maybe others don't know that he is the most demanding in choosing women.

Xixinggong had prepared him a clean chick three years ago, but he had no interest. Those beautiful women who had come to choose from them were less beautiful in his eyes, and even worse in shape.

The only thing that caught his eye was only a night like a song.

Only later, he saw Jun Xiqing in the Imperial City.

The ancient emperor had a huge harem, and the emperor would also have a woman in the harem. He thought that in the future he would definitely favor more of Jun Xiqing.

Lu Yeming's action elegantly sipped the last sip of red wine in the glass.

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At night, the Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped, Gu Mohan's eyes narrowed, he looked up through the bright windows, and the light in the room upstairs was on.

She didn't sleep.

He didn't know why he came.

She won AR and everything was in his plan. When she and Feng Lichen marry, he will have a way to get the antidote for AR.

To some extent, he and Fenglihen also reached a consensus that Fenglihen would not touch her. The two cooperated. Fenglihen won the title of Lord North King, and he received an antidote.

However, now he was inexplicably spreading a panic.

The panic made him feel uneasy and weak.

It always felt that she would leave him.

Gu Mohan picked up the phone and dialed out the familiar phone number.

Upstairs, in the room, Tang Moer had just taken a bath, wiping his long hair with a towel in his hand.

The feminine little face was steamed by the heat of the bath with two blushes, the fan-like feathers trembled, and her red lips were beautiful. Now she is beautiful.

At this time, a series of cell phone rings rang, and the call came.

She picked up her mobile phone and took a look. There was a name jumping on the phone screen --- Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu's call.

After a few seconds of hesitation, she pressed the key.

"Hello." His characteristic deep voice passed over.

Tang Moer nibbled his red lips with fine white teeth and didn't speak.

"I'm downstairs of you."

Tang Mo'er quickly walked to the window, and stretched out her gauze.

Under a street light, the dim light spilled, and his vehicle Rolls-Royce phantom stopped quietly there.

Hidden in the dark, low-key and restrained like a king in the night, one cannot ignore.

"Come down," he whispered.

He let her go.

Tang Moer lowered Yu Jie, then slowly reached out his small hand, and hung up the phone.

Can no longer listen to his voice.

Can no longer be deceived by him.

In the luxury car, Gu Mohan heard the “beep” from the other side, and she hung up his phone.

She never did that.

why?

The panic in his heart was spreading, preventing him from breathing.

Gu Mohan opened the door and went on.

The guards of the Westbound Palace turned him out. "Sir, I'm sorry, this is the residence of the West King, you can't go in at will."

"Open the door."

Then a voice sounded.

The guard looked up, and on the balcony upstairs, a long and erect body stood there, Lu Yeming.

"Yes." The guard quickly opened the door.

Gu Mohan walked in. He lifted his eyes, and his deep narrow eyes hit Lu Yeming's lonely phoenix eyes.

Without saying anything, he stood downstairs from Tang Moer.

He took out his mobile phone and he sent a text message --- I want to see you.

In the room, Tang Moer saw him come in, now one upstairs, one downstairs, two worlds.

He said he wanted to see her.

Tang Moer did not return.

Soon "ding", his text message came again --- I want to ask you, your marriage with Fenglijin was a fake marriage, right?

--- Tang Moer, you don't have the courage to do anything.

--- Mrs. Gu, I miss you.

Tang Moer's bright eyes suddenly filled a layer of crystal water mist, at this time, "bang", it rained.

She quickly looked out of the window. It was an autumn rain. Bean-like raindrops came from the sky and fell down from the sky, accompanied by the chill.

After a while, Gu Mohan's clothes were wet.

The rain flowed down his handsome three-dimensional silhouette, and the white shirt was wet against his slender waist. He stood tall and long in the rain, waiting for her downstairs.

Tang Mo'er's heart burst into a sudden.