Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Qixi is gone, but Tang Moer with a bloodshot face is left.

She really is, "..."

Compared to Tang Moer's embarrassment, Gu Mohan calmly calmed down, he whispered to the secretary around him, "You go back."

"Yes, president." Secretary Yan Dong quietly glanced at Tang Moer, then lifted his feet and left.

The living room was quiet, leaving Tang Moer and Gu Mohan.

Tang Moer drew his skirt dry with his two hands, "Hehe, my agent likes to joke."

Gu Mohan looked at her. "You're kidding me, am I the little white face you raised, or ... are you a little neodymium?"

"... all!"

Alright?

Tang Moer felt that his little face was all burned. Is he intentional? As a well-trained gentleman, shouldn't he avoid this topic?

At that moment, his eyes were dark, the man's erect body was standing in front of her, and his big palm slowly touched her little face.

His rough fingertips rubbed against her delicate skin, crisp and numb. This feeling was strange. Tang Moer looked at him with a quivering feathers and feathers, panic and alert, "What are you doing, I ... I'm really a neodymium, don't touch me! "

As soon as the words came out, Tang Moer could not wait to bite her tongue. What was she talking about?

Gu Mohan's eyes were dark, and she smelled the young girl's fragrance from her nose. Her palm was smooth and creamy, especially her twinkling water eyes, who looked at him stupidly and stupidly. Hook people again.

He rolled his knot, and a raging tide waved in his lower abdomen.

"Go to the bath and apply ointment to your face later, huh?"

"..."

Tang Mo'er felt that he was passionate about himself, and they had no other ideas at all, just to look at the injuries on her face!

She pulled her thin legs and ran straight upstairs, as if someone was chasing her behind.

Looking at her pretty delicate back, Gu Mohan wiped his hands in his trouser pockets, softly lifting the corners of his lips.

...

Tang Moer ran into a room, and she rushed directly into the bathroom, then let go of the cold water.

She is going to be overwhelmed.

Two little hands were holding her hot little face, she could not wait to get rid of it, why is it so shameful?

After rushing for fifteen minutes, she pulled out her little head and wiped off the small drops of water on her body. She was choked. What about pajamas?

No pajamas!

This bath room is large, with a three-dimensional Euclid, and there is a small wardrobe inside. Tang Moer opened it and saw a pure white shirt inside.

Is this his shirt?

Then you can only borrow one.

Tang Mo'er stretched out his small hand and picked one, and put it on his body. The man's shirt was very wide. She was petite and delicate, and the shirt fell above her thigh, barely covering the spring light.

She felt good. She rushed in regardless of the consequences just now. The underwear inside was wet. Now there is nothing in this shirt.

She looked at herself in front of the mirror, and her white little face was steamed with two seductive reds, her eyes were clear and the sakura-colored mouth was bright, making people want to take a bite.

After making sure he was perfect, Tang Moer opened the door and went out.

...

As soon as she entered the room, she noticed that there was an extra tall body in the room. The man was standing by the balcony, wiping his trousers pocket with one hand, and holding a glass of red wine with one hand. The restrained appearance was like a sand painting.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing the sound, Gu Mohan turned to look at the little woman by the door, his eyes lingering on her white shirt, somewhat casual and wanton, "This is my room."

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