Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The men outside had already come to the car. They saw the car moving and heard the cry of the woman. They knew that someone was doing a good job in the car and they looked elsewhere.

As soon as those people left, the man quickly released Tang Moer.

Tang Mo'er went down from his thigh, tidy up his clothes, and then raised his hand and wanted to give him a slap.

But the man clasped her slender haw wrist in time, and the corner of her cold lips made a smile-like arc. "You need a reason to hit someone. I just shocked you, huh?"

Tang Mo'er proudly and coldly raised his lips, "I hit you because just now you ... hard!"

The man picked a good-looking sword eyebrow, and a pair of gloomy flames splashed out of those narrow cold eyes, staring at her tightly.

The ordinary person was somewhat ashamed to be exposed about the physical reaction, but he looked at her so frankly. Tang Moer regretted it a bit. She is a dangerous person. She should n’t start this bad topic to stimulate a hardened person. The consequence is probably to be caught.

"Let me go." She tried to withdraw her little hand.

"Can't remember me, huh?"

Tang Mo'er hesitated, then sneered, "Sir, this way of talking is out of fashion."

Looking at the woman's clear and clear eyes, the man caressed the corners of his lips casually. He really didn't remember him, but he remembered her.

Three years ago, the girl in his car was hit by the emperor.

At the first glance through the glass window, he recognized her. Perhaps she was so impressed with him, so he never forgot.

"Sir, can you let me go? I saved you and hit you again, Liang Qing, I still have a date, and I'm in a hurry."

"Dating?" The man let go of her little hand, but stretched out her big palm and pinched her little face. This little face was so big that the skin on it was greasy and white, and his rough thumb rubbed up and didn't want to let it go. On, "Don't you say it won't be called?"

Tang Mor's knocked out his big palm, and his voice was lazy and coquettish. "Fool, a woman saying that she won't call means she doesn't want to go to bed with you."

She opened the door and left without turning back.

...

Opening the door of his apartment, Tang Mo'e went in, and just when he wanted to close the door, a bright black leather shoe came in.

She looked back, and the man in the car followed him.

The man was very tall, standing tall beside her door, like a door god.

"You ... why do you follow me, what do you want to do?" Tang Moer asked alertly.

Is it ... he was uncomfortable, so he came to her for work, she was so beautiful, the man chasing her from here to Huangfu River, except for a blind Su Zhe, a man loves it when he sees it, and he wo n’t look at it. Get involved with her right now?

The man didn't know that her little head had already sung a play, and he casually raised his lips, "Let me see who you want to go to bed with."

"..."

These are just her excuses. She has just been betrayed and she is in a bad mood. "Sir, what do you want?"

"I'm going to borrow from you for two days."

"What?"

"You're driving me away?"

"Correct…"

"I can remind you that those people may still be looking for me. If I get arrested, I will definitely confess you. Then your trouble will come."

Regarding manners, Tang Moer worked hard to suppress the anger in his heart, and burst into an impeccable smile, "... all right, my dad is the mayor ..."

The man shrugged, calmly, "It seems you want to involve your mayor's father."

"..." Tang Moer couldn't help but pulled her face down. She bit her lower lip with fine white teeth, staring at the man and chopping her feet. This rogue, he is forcibly touching the porcelain!