Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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As soon as Gu Mohan got on the bed, the swing bed shook. He lifted his long fingers to take off the black coat, and whispered, "This is the boy Lu Yeming made for you?"

"What do you call my brother?"

Gu Mohan took off his coat, then held her soft little hand, put it on her suit button, and motioned her to take it off, "Why, I can't call?"

Tang Mo'er gently lifted his suit button, his red lips murmured, and he was very coquettish, "My brother is now Lord West. You ca n’t call him a kid in front of an outsider. In case he reaches the throne one day, Where is the king? "

"If there is one day, I will still be his brother-in-law, my elder sister is like my mother, my brother-in-law is like my father, let him work harder, and I will be too great in the future."

"..."

What is he saying?

Tang Moer squeezed his fist and slammed directly on his shoulder.

Gu Mohan let her smash it, then held her soft little hand and placed it on her atrium. The other big palm clasped her lustrous shoulder and hugged her in his arms. He stared and kissed her Forehead, "Angry? Mo Er, do you like your Mr. Gu or your brother?"

Tang Mor's heart was so sweet, a honey melted at the apex of her heart, such a weeping whisper in the early morning, tenderness that could not be said.

"You are different."

Tang Moer replied that Lu Yeming was a blood-breasted brother and Mr. Gu ... was her close lover.

How can these two be put together?

Don't know how he raised this incredible question?

Gu Mohan lowered her waist, and her thin, thin lips stuck to her cheek. "I want an answer. Do you like your brother or me?"

Saying there was something more in his hand and handed it to her.

Tang Mo'er looked up and saw that it was a rose.

The roses that have just bloomed are still very delicate with tiny drops of water on them.

Now there are more and more varieties of flowers, but Tang Moer still loves roses.

Tang Mo'er, who was very popular, was a rose-like being in itself.

She stretched out her tiny white hand and took the rose, placed it under her nose and sniffed, a faint fragrance.

The mood is beautiful now.

"Any answer now?" Gu Mohan asked.

Tang Mo'er raised his head, and stared at him with bright bright eyes, "I like ... you."

She had already been bought by a rose, and she could only be sorry for her brother.

Brother, I'm sorry.

Gu Mohan raised his thin lips and smiled lowly, "You have a little conscience, don't let me miss you every night."

He kissed her red lips gently.

Tang Mo'er blushed and kissed him, and soon he deepened the kiss and thrust his long tongue into her honey belly.

Tang Mo'er was shy but actively wrapped in the tip of his tongue, and gently allowed it.

Gu Mohan overwhelmed her, and the two rolled down in a large swing bed.

The swing bed was rippling, Gu Mohan lay on the bed, his arms around her shoulders, and let her lie in his arms.

During this time he lost a lot of weight, the handsome facial features became more and more three-dimensional, and a little tired bloodshots fell in his eyes, which was very exhausting.

G.K and Gu Shi formally merged, and the huge business empire merged with Gu Shi, the leader of the 300-year-old imperial city. The entire Asian and even world economy has ushered in the era of Gu Mohan.

During this time he became a workaholic and flew back and forth.

Tang Mo'er was very distressed and blame him. When his career was so busy, she couldn't stay by his side.

She stretched out her tiny white hand and slowly touched his handsome face.

Gu Mohan looked at her sideways, her voice was a little dumb, "Think?"

"..."

Tang Moer quickly withdrew his little hand, not wanting.

"Oh," Gu Mohan laughed lowly, he was really tired, "I have another important meeting tomorrow morning, let's go to sleep."

He hugged her and closed his eyes.

He came here in frost to ... hold her to sleep?

Tang Moer was lying softly in his arms like a little milk cat, she looked down and sniffed the rose in her hand, it was so fragrant.

At this moment the man moved manually and pierced into her skirt ...

Isn't he asleep?

Tang Mo'er quickly pressed his big palm, his voice was beautiful, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Gu Mohan leaned aside and slept face to face with her, his low-dumb voice overflowed a bit like a coquettish power, "Mo Er ..."

Tang Mo'er's eardrum was crisp, and he had no resistance.

She closed her eyes and let go of her little hand.

"How good, this is the correct posture for a man to hold a woman to sleep."

"..."

What fallacy?

...

Tang Mo'er opened his eyes again, and the bright dawn outside had cast layers of gauze and penetrated, and she even slept again.

She reached out her little hand and touched it. Gu Mohan was gone.

He had an important meeting early in the morning and got up early.

Now he can only sleep for a few hours a day?

Tang Moer sat up, a black coat slipped off her, and Gu Mohan took off the coat last night.

She dragged the coat collar to her nose and sniffed, a clean and masculine masculine man.

The smell on Mr. Gu.

She got up and got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. She inserted the delicate rose in a crystal bottle. She hung his black coat on a hanger and took out the iron to iron him.

At this moment, the knock on the door rang, and Lu Yeming's low-alcohol voice came from outside the door. "Sister, are you up?"

"Get up, come in."

Lu Yeming pushed open the door of the room.

He stood tall at the door with his long legs, and Tang Mo'er looked back at him with a curvaceous smile, "Ye Ming, early."

Lu Yeming's eyebrows moved slightly, and Tang Moer today was completely different from Tang Moer who secretly cried last night.

She was helpless last night, and today she wore a long red dress, a black silk-like satin hair tied a ponytail, her bright eyes were golden and broken, and there were gentle waves .

Lu Yeming's eyes fell on the rose on the windowsill, and then on the black coat she was ironing.

Gu Mohan came last night, he knows.

Lu Yeming had no emotions on his face, such as Guan Ruyu's face. He tickled his lips lightly, "Sister, go downstairs for breakfast."

"OK."

Tang Moer put down the iron in his hand and walked out of the room.

The two were going down the stairs, Lu Yeming looked at Tang Mo'er, "Sister, do you want to see the engagement party of King Yin Nian tonight?"

The Engagement Banquet of the Silver Noodle King?

Tang Mo'er raised his eyebrows, "Ye Ming, is the silver banquet's engagement banquet with that Shi really?"

Lu Yeming nodded, "Well."

"Don't go!" Tang Moer quickly refused.