Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Tang Moer ran out of the room and ran hard, afraid that Gu Mohan would catch up from behind.

But I was sad when I ran, because there were black bodyguards in the corridor, and the bodyguards stood in two rows in an orderly manner, all the way to the end.

"Miss Tang, the president asked you to go back."

At this time, the bodyguards bowed, and Dan Tian opened his mouth.

"..."

Tang Mo'er didn't want to urinate, but now he is scared by such a big battle.

The bodyguard blocked her way, but she couldn't help but entered the bathroom with her head down.

At this moment a steady footstep came from the door. Gu Mohan came, and his voice was low and magnetic, "Where is the person?"

"President, in the bathroom."

Gu Mohan turned around and came to the bathroom.

Oops, here he is!

Tang Mor's heart was so tight that she couldn't be found by him. She should hide, but where was she hiding?

This toilet is so big.

With this, there is a big trash can in the bathroom. It is brand new. It is estimated that just after it came over, she quickly ran over, opened the lid of the trash can, then squatted in, and covered the lid again.

There was a "click" and the bathroom door opened.

Several black bodyguards came in and started searching for the bathroom. Gu Mohan came in behind. The man took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket with one hand and drank the cigarette into his thin lips. The body "snapped" and lit the smoke.

He began to swallow the clouds and drive the fog.

Tang Moer squatted in the trash can, and she could clearly see the situation outside through the mouth of the bucket.

Several bodyguards in black searched the bathroom carefully, but no one was found. "President, I can't find Miss Tang."

Hurry up and leave!

Tang Moer secretly looked at Gu Mohan not far away. The bodyguards in black all backed behind him. He smoked quietly, and the attitude of calmness was like a high-ranking emperor.

The green smoke obscured his handsome face, and the scarlet flames were sandwiched between his right fingers. His deep narrow eyes penetrated the bathroom with the light and sharp smoke, and then fell on the trash can.

Tang Mo'er flinched and held himself tight. Did he find her?

The man's eyes were cold like eagles hovering in the night.

"You all go out first, I'm going to pee." The man said with a wicked voice.

"Yes, president." Everyone stepped back.

Tang Mor, who was hiding in a trash can, was relieved. He didn't find her, he just wanted to pee.

At this moment, a steady footstep sounded from her ears, from far and near, came to her here.

What do you mean?

Isn't he going to pee, why come to her?

Tang Mo'er raised Yingliang's clear eyes, and when the man came over, all her sights were his tight and tight waistline, black belt, and pants chain ...

The man put his cigarette between his fingers on his thin lips, and his big bones propped up on the black belt. He pulled the belt off with a "brush", and he pulled down the pants chain, a peeing posture.

Is he ... peeing in the trash? !!

A burst of blood rushed directly to her brain, and her soft face was about to drip bleeding, and it was not easy to pee elsewhere. He came here to pee?

Is there a sense of public morality?

Is he intentional?

Now that he was stuck in front of the trash can, she could see his movements clearly. He really pulled down the pants chain, exposing the black bullet pants inside.

The front of the bullet pants is a man's design, which highlights a large piece.

At this time, the man's big palm was moved to the bullet pants, and the gesture was about to be pulled down ...

"Ah," Tang Moer screamed, and suddenly stood up from the trash.

Pointing his white finger at him, he was still shaking, "Gu ... Gu Mohan, you are perverted!"

Gu Mohan held a cigarette in his mouth, took a sip with his eyebrows tightly, and then spit out the smoke slowly against her small face with a big palm. ? "

The smoke ran into her mouth and nose, and Tang Mo'er raised his eyebrows. "You know I'm here, and peeing ..."

How could he have such a face?

metamorphosis!

Gu Mohan picked a good-looking sword eyebrow, "It's my business to pee. If you let me pee, it's your business."

"..."

Nani?

There are 10,000 grass and mud horses in Tang Moer's heart, this ... Sven scum!

"Tie me the belt!" At this moment Gu Mohan took off the cigarette on his lips, gave her a slight glance, and commanded strongly.

Tang Mo'er looked down at Yujie with a comb-like comb. His belt and zipper were open, and the black bullet pants inside were exposed to her eyes.

This exhibitionist!

She quickly jumped out of the trash can. "You have your own hands, you tie them, I'm going to pee!"

She turned and walked towards the dark grid, she really wanted to be relieved.

I drank so much wine just now.

But when she just lifted her foot, a big palm with a clear joint fastened her slender haw wrist directly, and she fell into his wide, cold chest.

The man took her small, boneless hand and put it on the belt around his waist. "Hurry me up!"

Tang Mo'er reluctantly stood upright, her soft little face flushed red, "I really want to pee, if you don't let me go, I'll pee my pants!"

She's not kidding, everyone has three haste.

Gu Mohan pressed her with one hand, and handed the cigarette to the thin lips and took a sip quietly, without letting her go, "You're wearing a skirt today, all right, pee."

"..."

Gu Mohan!

"Gu Mohan, this is abusive and inhumane, I can go and sue you!" Tang Mo's curse cursed.

She never knew this man was so bad.

"Oh," Gu Mohan smiled lowly, and said his voice lowly and magnetically, "It's so smart once. Tonight I just want to abuse you. I won't give you urine, just look at your pants. "

"..."

Too much!

It's too much!

What did he think of her as a daughter?

Tang Mo'er trembled with anger, but there was no way to take him, "Okay, I'll tie it to you now!"

She reached out her hand to pull his pants chain.

At that moment Gu Mohan narrowed his eyes narrowly, pressing his radiant incense shoulders on the big palm of his bones, and pushed her directly to the washstand.

Tang Mo'er hadn't stood still, and his eyes quickly turned dark. The man pressed over and held her directly in his arms.

The powerful left arm hooped her slender waist, and the big palm with a cigarette held her hair on the cheek, directly pinching her delicate red lips.

He kissed her.

"Well, let go!" Tang Moer struggled hard.

He moved his left arm down, supported her hips, and hugged her to the washstand. He kissed wildly, "Have you tried it in the bathroom?"