Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Gu Mohan stretched out his big bones and lifted her small face to look at the injuries on her forehead.

Tang Moer looked at the man in front of him, and it was him again, and every time he appeared when she was helpless.

Now his rough fingertips were pressed against her delicate skin, perhaps because she was injured, and his sharp and tightly contoured lines showed a bit of anger, her heart trembled and her eyes were a little bit Humid, wanting to lean on his arms.

She suddenly understood that she was probably interested in him.

Every time she was fragile, he degraded and rescued her from the sky like a Prince Charming, and over time, she seemed to have developed a dependence on him. A 30-year-old man has the right to have a good skin and a good skin. She slowly moved her mind.

But she couldn't get in, she was sober.

This man's ambiguity is not something she can afford. He is the first commercial noble of the imperial capital. Naturally, there is a woman like Lu Qier who is sufficient to match him. She and he are not in the same world.

His world is dangerous and she doesn't want to go in.

"Let go!" She said coldly.

Gu Mohan stagnated for a second. He raised his eyelid to look at the woman, and the woman also looked at him, looking calm and cold.

There was a dark current flowing in his deep narrow eyes. He knew this woman. The more he got hurt, the more he looked like a little hedgehog. Every time he encountered an attack, he would **** his body to pierce others, but when the night was still, another person licked. On his **** wound.

Stubborn, arrogant, and pathetic.

Gu Mohan slowly raised his lips, a bit of tenderness in his cold voice, "Did it hurt? Who bullied you, tell me, I will help you bully back, huh?"

Instead of letting go, he tightened her slap face with absolute stance, and Wen Chong's voice seduced.

It takes patience to treat this little wild cat, coax her to open her heart, and let him live in.

With a slam, Tang Mo'er severely knocked off his hand.

She was really hard, and the man's hand suddenly turned red.

Gu Mohan's handsome eyebrows sank. The whole man exuded a gloomy atmosphere. He stared at her tightly. The flowing air between the two people was depressed and weird.

Tang Mo'er put her hands on the ground again. This time she stood up and left.

But she didn't leave, just went to the front and picked up a drill block, then turned back to Su Shuiqin's side, and smashed the drill block on Su Shuiqin's head.

Su Suqin suddenly screamed, "Ah," she put her hand over her head, and looked at Tang Moer in shock, "You, Tang Moer, did you hit me?"

The blood on his forehead has flowed to Tang Moer's delicate and delicate face, her eyebrows are cold and there is no trace of temperature, and her arrogant gesture shows a bit of magic in the full bloom of blood. It's you, the scumbag! "

Su Shuiqin was trembling, but she didn't dare to move, because Gu Mohan stood behind Tang Mo'er with his hands in his pants pockets, and if left, he formed a strong omnipresent protection net.

Tang Mo'er dropped the drill block on the ground, and then came to Han Xiaowan's side. Her eyes fell on Han Xiaowan's stomach, and she smiled, "Congratulations on being pregnant."

Han Xiaowan felt that Tang Moer was terrifying now. She hid in Su Zhe's arms and said pitifully, "Azhe, what is your sister doing, don't let her hurt the baby in my stomach."

Su Zhe looked at Tang Moer complicatedly.

"Nervous, I have no interest in the baby in your stomach. What I am interested in is ... the baby's dad ..."