Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Gu Mohan picked a good-looking sword eyebrow, and then hugged the woman horizontally.

Yan Dong opened the door of the presidential suite, and Gu Mohan stopped when he walked beside Huo Beichen with Tang Moer. His deep narrow eyes stared at Huo Beichen, "Don't let me see you touch her next time Or chop your hand. "

"..."

Gu Mohan went into the room holding Tang Moer.

...

in the room.

Tang Moer was placed on a handmade carpet. Gu Mohan went to the desk and put the documents down. Then he lifted up the palm of his knuckle to unbutton the suit button. He put the gray suit on the back of the chair and rolled it white. The button side of the shirt turned her head to look at her, "The next time you are not allowed to wear such a show."

Well, he ... was angry.

Looking at his stern profile, Tang Moer frowned at her cherry lips, "Where did I wear it? I didn't show it-point."

She was obviously wearing normal, just a silk suspender nightdress, which she usually wears at events.

Gu Mohan listened to this and pulled out his long legs and walked up. The straight body wrapped in white shirt and black trousers with a condescending look down, "No wearing-Sao Beichen was pressing on you just now, you dare to show-point me. I'm sure you will be turned on the street. "

Tang Moer pumped her little red nose, and her feather-like plume hung down. She muttered to herself, "It's not my fault to look so beautiful, and it's not me that a man wants to press me. It's your fault, are you so careful about getting angry with me for this little thing? "

"..."

Gu Mohan stretched out his big palm and picked up her small slap face, and saw that her nose, red eyes, and red eyes seemed to be crying.

His eyes sank, "What's wrong today? Tears just say you, eh?"

He was jealous. As long as Huo Beichen pressed her against the wall, he felt that his chest was stuffy. If he read correctly, Huo Beichen's pants-crotch was still hard.

"My body ... bleeds, Gu Mohan, did I have a miscarriage?" The woman's voice was thin, with helpless pride and pity.

Gu Mohan froze for a moment, then glanced down on her thigh.

The silk nightdress only covered her knees, and a drop of blood dripped down the inside of her tender thighs through the seam in her legs.

The visual impact of this taboo made the man's eyes dark, and he stretched out his slender index finger to pick her skirt.

"What are you doing?" Tang Mo'er quickly held his big palm to prevent him from lifting.

"Tang Moer, forget who your woman is now? It's mine in your skirt, too." The man's voice became dull, and he was as aggressive as ever.

Tang Mo'er blushed and accidentally got into his car again. At this moment, the legs were cold and her nightdress was lifted up.

The soft, pale face was instantly covered with a layer of shameful redness, and she was holding her legs together, afraid to look up at him.

Gu Mohan rolled the knot in his throat, and the intense impact in his vision caused some scarlet in his eyes. This woman came to torture him.

"You're not pregnant. How could you have an abortion?"

what?

Tang Moer looked at him in shock.

"At that time, you only took a small portion of traditional Chinese medicine. I didn't even break your membrane. You are still a neodymium and it is impossible to get pregnant," he said concisely.

Tang Mo'er took a sip of air-conditioning, and it took him a minute to digest his words. She took the first two steps and smashed a small powder fist and hit the man's healthy chest. "Why don't you say earlier that you intentionally Yes, you deliberately used me to become pregnant to force me to fall in love with you, you bastard! "

Gu Mohan allowed her to hammer, and he curled his eyebrows and pinched her red lips.