Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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After two hours.

Tang Moer was paralyzed on the bed, Gu Mohan went to the shower room to take a cold shower, and came out wearing a black silk pajamas. He went to bed, strong arms hooped the woman's soft waist, and hugged her Arms.

Looking down at the woman in her arms, her soft little face steamed out the two warm reds, and the white tender skin was filled with dense dense sweat beads, like small dewdrops rolling over rose petals, beautiful Thrilling.

He squeezed her Xiuqiong's little nose with her long fingers, lovingly, "So tired?"

The comb-like Yu Jie trembled, Tang Mo'er gave him a weak look and gave a red lips, "What do you say? Mr. Gu, it's really exhausting to do with you, that sofa is going to fall apart, you will be reimbursed Right. "

The sofa in the room was messed up, the leather on the sofa was ripped several times, and the shelves below were scattered and became rickety.

I'm going to buy a sofa in Furniture City tomorrow.

Gu Mohan's whole body is refreshing, and his handsome three-dimensional outlines are filled with a touch of warm pets. Her body is like a poppy, which makes him addicted when he touches it, and makes him forget all his troubles.

"Well, tomorrow, I will let Yan Dong return from a custom sofa abroad. I won't fall apart if I roll it."

"..." Tang Mo'er tried to hammer him with his little pink fist.

Gu Mohan stretched out his big big palm and clasped her little pink fist into her palm, then leaned down to hold her down, "Still strength? Again, eh?"

Tang Moer trembled in shock, hurriedly begging for mercy, "So tired ... no ... husband?"

She put on her swollen mouth to please him.

Gu Mohan pressed on her and refused to go down. His big, palm-shaped palms shuttled into her dark hair. He enjoyed her soft and tender kiss and said, "Mrs. tomorrow we will go to your father A trip there. "

Go to her daddy?

why?

"Are you going to find something with my father?" Tang Mo'er lifted Gu Pan's clear eyes and looked at him with water.

Gu Mohan squeezed her tender face with a big palm, "Mrs. When are you going to get a certificate with me?"

Get a marriage certificate.

Tang Mo'er almost forgot about it. Although she and Gu Mohan had already held a wedding, they did not have a marriage certificate and they were not legal couples.

Many things have happened these days, so things like getting a marriage certificate have been delayed.

"Oh, I know, tomorrow we will go to my dad to get the hukou book, and then I will go with you to get the marriage certificate." Tang Moer smiled sweetly with red lips.

"Mrs. Silly, if I don't remind you, you don't intend to get a certificate with me? Then I am not eating you for nothing. You have been eaten clean by me, and you have sold it and counted me."

Tang Mo'er rolled around his neck and turned around, "giggled" and laughed, "Dare you? Then I will abolish you now!"

Her tiny white hand went down his master's chest ...

"Ma'am, don't be merciful, be heavy, oh ..."

...

Early the next morning.

Gu Mohan took Tang Mor's little hand out of the apartment and came downstairs, where a Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped down there.

Gu Mohan opened the door of the co-pilot and tugged Tang Moer gently, then he returned to the driver's seat.

"Mr. Gu, where did you get the car?" Tang Moer's tiny white hand touched the equipment in the car, which was high-end and luxurious.

On the day of the wedding of the century, he went out of the Gu family and had no money. In just a few days, he had money to buy a car?

Gu Mohan's clear-cut big palm was pressed on the steering wheel. The sturdy man's wrists were wrapped with handmade white shirt sleeves. The sleeve buttons were not unlocked. They were clasped neatly. There was more than ten million mechanical steel on his wrist. Table, his introverted and extravagant line has not changed at all, or looks like the first commercial noble of the imperial capital.

The magnificent morning light at this moment is reflected on the handsome three-dimensional outline of his features through the window of the car, and there must be as much elegance as there is elegance.

Listening to the woman's question, Gu Mohan picked a good-looking sword eyebrow, and twirled her **** thin lips, "I bought it."

Tang Mo'er muttered a bright red mouth. When she asked him where the car came from, he returned the two words "buy", which was really a pity.

"I know it was bought, but I still stole it. I asked where the money came from ... Ah!" Tang Moer suddenly whispered, she quickly turned her small head and looked at the man in shock, "This car is Not Rolls-Royce? "

She touched it with her little hand, the car was exactly the same as his previous car.

He ... he actually bought a Rolls Royce!

The card she gave him, he didn't even look at it, and lost it in her bag.

Gu Mohan looked at the little woman beside her. Although her pair of clear eyes were blank, the lingering spring light flowed around and looked as beautiful as before. She could **** people's soul into it.

Now in shock, her little red mouth was still slightly open, soft and cute.

"I can't buy a Rolls-Royce?" He asked funny.

Tang Mo'er was anxious, "It's not that you can't buy it, but ... Mr. Gu, you have left Gu's house now. Starting from scratch, it's not easy to make money now. We should lower the quality of life and buy a BMW or whatever, wait for you Our business is stable, shall we change cars ... "

Gu Mohan looked at her tightly frowned eyebrows, and she opened and closed her bright red mouth and muttered, in fact, she just didn't want to make him too hard.

The hard atrium seemed to be gently stroked by a feather, making soft ripples, and he squeezed her pink face with a big palm without holding back, "Rest assured, your husband is not bad for money , You will be beautiful. "

For him, making money is a matter of minutes. When a man marries a woman, he must first give her a good material life.

He doesn't need her to suffer with him. Many things in the world are equal. A woman like her who is feminine can only be enjoyed by a powerful man.

He loves her and will take good care of her, spoil her, and hurt her for life.

"..."

Tang Mo'er knew that he couldn't make sense with this man, and he "snapped," and she stretched out his tiny white hand to knock out his big palm. "Mr. Gu, why do you often pinch my face so that I don't respect people?"

She rubbed her blushed face with her little hand.

At this moment, the little face on the other side of her was pinched again by the man, "Mrs. Pinch you like you, I will respect you when I go back to bed."

"..."

This hooligan, Mr. Gu, means that the greatest respect a man gives his wife is ... going to bed.

Vulgar, down-stream!

...

Gu Mohan led Tang Mo'er to the city hall, and Tang Hai's secretary greeted him with enthusiasm. "General Manager Gu, Miss, I'm sorry, you just ran away for a while, and Mayor Tang went out to inspect yesterday."