Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The room was quiet, Lu Yeming had been lowering his long waist, staring deeply at Tang Moer's sleeping face.

Tang Moer didn't sleep well, her delicate brows gently twisted.

Then he heard a slight noise behind him, and someone pushed the door open.

Lu Yeming calmly retracted his gaze and turned to look at people.

Jun Xiqing came in.

"Why are you here?" He asked in a low voice, slightly displeased.

Jun Xiqing felt that she broke into other people's private territory and was very unwelcome, but she didn't have the slightest urge. She held a dinner plate in both hands, and she put the freshly baked dried lemons gently Tang Moer's pillow.

The sour and slightly sweet lime flavor spread out. Tang Moer in her sleep subconsciously searched for the taste, and put her little face in the past. Her twisted show eyebrows slowly released, and she went to sleep peacefully.

Jun Xiqing looked sideways at Lu Yeming, and raised Liu Liu's eyebrows.

Lu Yeming glanced at her and pursed her thin lips.

"I tasted this piece of lime just now. It tasted strange, wouldn't it be broken?" Jun Xiqing looked at the lime slice in her hand in doubt.

Lu Yeming got up and walked over. He reached out his slender finger and took the lime slice in her hand, and slowly brought it to his mouth ...

For a moment, the astringent taste of lime opened up on the tip of his teeth, and he quickly raised his eyebrows.

puff.

Jun Xiqing covered her red lips and smiled happily, "Fool, lie to you."

Why was she so happy watching him eat?

Lu Yeming stretched out his palm, clasped her slender wrist, and then pulled it gently.

Jun Xiqing Xianchen's body bumped into his exquisite arms. She looked up and looked at him provocatively, "Lord Xi, are you angry and angry?"

"Want to get my attention again?" His fingertips rubbed lightly around her slender wrist.

narcissism!

Jun Xiqing pushed him away.

At this time a series of vibrations sounded, and the phone came.

Lu Yeming looked down, Tang Moer's mobile phone on the bedside table was on, and three words were jumping on the screen-Mr. Gu.

Gu Mohan called.

Jun Xiqing looked at Lu Yeming. Lu Yeming had no emotions on his crowned jade face. He lowered his waist and picked up the mobile phone with one hand.

Walking to the balcony, he answered the call by pressing a button. "Hey."

Gu Mohan at the other side heard his voice, and silenced for two seconds, Gu Mohan's deep voice passed slowly, "Your sister and brother's feelings are so good ... can you answer her call?"

"Still, it's so late, are you in your sister's room?"

Lu Yeming copied his trousers pocket with one hand, holding the mobile phone with one hand, and heard that he squeezed his thin lips.

Across the cell phone, a bit of smoke filled the flames of war between two equally wise men.

"Mr. Gu." At this time Jun Xiqing's pretty voice passed in time.

The simple three words resolved the battle.

Lu Yeming's eyes ran into Jun Xiqing's pair of smart and intelligent water eyes, and she was also looking at him.

Gu Mohan on the other side was silent for a few seconds, "What about Mo Er?"

"Already sleep."

"Sleeping so early?"

"Yep."

"How is Mo Er's body?"

"... okay."

"... That's it first."

Gu Mohan hung up the phone.

Lu Yeming was standing on the balcony, holding his mobile phone, and the cold wind outside burst into a shroud of coldness.

...

Early in the morning.

Tang Mo'er woke up, and because of something she didn't sleep well. The key is that she also heard the knock on the door.

The knock of "叩叩" was gentle and powerful.

This time, who is knocking on the door of her room?

At this moment a low magnetic voice came from his ears, "Mo Er."

The familiar voice made Tang Moer's clear pupil shrink suddenly, Mr. Gu ...

She even heard Mr. Gu's voice.

Is it because she misses him so much?

"Well," the man outside the door knocked twice more, "Mo Er, if you don't open the door, I'll go in by myself."

With a click, the doorknob was turned and the door opened.

Tang Mo'er sat up quickly, her pupil was filled with that tall and tall body, Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan really came.

He wore a handmade white shirt, a black suit on the outside, and a black fleece coat on the outside. The frost in the early morning in the fall fell on his sturdy shoulder, and the cold and daring expensiveness came from his face. Gas.

He came in and closed the door of the room.

Shocked, surprised, and confused, Tang Moer jumped off the swing bed and hid guardedly in the corner, away from him.

Fortunately, there were no lights in the room.

She didn't know if he was getting older in his eyes?

She would rather not see.

The Tang Moer she wanted him to remember was always beautiful.

Gu Mohan stood next to the door and took off the black leather gloves on his hands. The deep narrow eyes fell on the small face of Tang Moer's palm. She could not see her face, but her bright eyes were clear. In the darkness, he looked at him nervously and alertly like a bright pearl of night.

Gu Mohan slowly lifted his thin lips, then opened his arms, "Mo Er, come here and hug me."

He wanted to hug her.

Let him hug.

Tang Moer's greasy white eyes quickly turned red, and the densely combed Yu Jie seemed to have a little wet, I saw hesitantly.

She lowered her head and ran to the bathroom, trying to lock herself in.

But after taking two steps, she saw in his eyes the two long legs wrapped in trousers, and walked towards her.

She wanted to speed up, and when her little hand hit the doorknob, a strong arm leaned over, hooping her tight waist.

Gu Mohan twitched gently, and her delicate body fell into his warm and stiff chest.

With handsome eyelids, he buried Jun face in her hair and sniffed deeply, "Oh, what are you going to do?"

He smiled lowly, and the resonance in the chest passed through her cloth to her back, warm and petite.

Tang Mo'er tried to struggle, but it didn't work. Her legs were soft, and she was soft in his arms.

miss him.

Think about him.

"Let me hug for a while."

Gu Mohan murmured in a low voice, grasped her soft little hand, shuttled in her five fingers, interlocked with her ten fingers, and placed it on her flat abdomen.

Tang Moer suddenly decided that she was going to leave this child.

All her shackles, uneasy and bewildered, couldn't bear the big palm he now placed on her lower abdomen.

She felt his calm and calm power, felt ... his consistent deep love.

She wants to keep this child.

She gave birth, this child can have a birth.

Suddenly the body was volleyed, Gu Mohan hugged her and stretched her legs. He put her gently on the swing bed, then took off his shoes-bed.