Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Lu Yan looked in the direction of Gu Mohan's disappearance. "Sister, what is it, the show is just beginning."

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In the apartment.

Gu Mohan kicked open the door of the room and hugged Tang Mo'er into it. At this moment, the woman in her arms choked out her head and said, "Let me down, I want to take a bath."

"I water you, huh?"

"No need." Tang Mo'er jumped from his arms and went into the bath room by herself, not enough to close the door, she locked it.

Gu Mohan was standing on the balcony. The cold wind in the evening slammed his black shirt. He bent down slightly with both hands and ignited a cigarette. His **** thin lips took a sip while holding the cigarette, then Spit it out, and the blue smoke haunted his handsome and expensive face.

After smoking three cigarettes in succession, he glanced at the precious watch on his wrist with his eyebrows. After half an hour, she hadn't come out yet.

Putting a half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, he opened his long legs and came to the door of the shower room. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. Just go in by myself. If I go in and see that you are not wearing clothes, then I will do A with you. "

There was no sound coming from him, and Gu Mohan felt panic and depression quietly.

He stepped back, raised his right leg and kicked the door with a loud noise. The door of the shower room was snapped out of a crack in the door.

Gu Mohan stomped his second foot again, and the door of the shower room opened completely.

He pulled his leg in and went in.

On the washstand, there was a long dress that was taken off, and a panty-padded chest sticker. Gu Mohan was the first time he saw the chest sticker. The two masks close to the skin color fell on the bottom of the man's eyes, and his throat was tight. He Turning his head, those dark narrow sharp eyes were looking for the woman's shadow in the bath room.

The next second, his black pupil shrank suddenly.

The large bathtub was full of white foam and rose petals. Tang Moer was sitting inside, her black hair was scattered messily, and it was still sticking to her pink neck and back, and her black hair was tingling with white. The delicate layer of the muscles showed a voluptuous picture. The woman held her small head and cried with two green arms like her arms.

She was crying very quietly and fiercely, and Yingrun's incense shoulders were shaking. Looking at her face, she was crying out of breath.

Gu Mohan's heart beats a bit, his handsome brows are locked, he walks over, squatting on one knee beside the bathtub, his long fingers clasp her small jaw, her voice is a bit heavy, "How long have you been crying? Don't Cry, and cry again to lose your breath! "

Tang Mo'er was forced to turn his head to look at him. Her pale face was full of tears, and her little red mouth was still open, sobbing and sobbing.

Seeing him yelling at her like this, her crystal tears hit even harder.

Gu Mohan clasped her back, and opened her mouth to pinch her red lips.

Tang Mo'er was stimulated, and she kicked him with her hands and feet, "Let go, don't kiss me, don't touch me!"

Gu Mohan refused, and he put out a strong long tongue to pry open her sweet little mouth and **** the sweet juice in her mouth.

"Oh!" Tang Moer bit his heart lip hard.

A faint **** smell quickly permeated the two's mouths, and Gu Mohan let go of her, but her thin, thin lips were still close to her red lips, and he asked dumbly, "Are you afraid I'm really talking to Lu Qi?" Did it, so crying alone in the bathroom? "