Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The baby is also very good. She always stays with her mother. She doesn't make any noise in her belly, eats little hands, and sleeps.

Is that baby her?

Lu Jinwen looked down at Tang Moer's soft and lovely face, which was really exactly the same as her mother. Now she called her mother softly, mother ... she missed her mother very much, she wanted a mother.

The DNA paternity test report has come out, and she is his biological daughter.

It turned out that she was the daughter of Lin Xuanyuan.

The daughter Lin Xuanyu gave birth to, he thought he didn't like it.

Facing that Lu Qier, he really didn't like it.

But now looking at this seemingly small face, his heart began to twitch.

Lu Jinwen slowly extended his palm, and touched the little face in Tang Moer's sleep ...

...

Early the next morning.

Tang Mo'er's high fever subsided, but she was still anorexia. The emotional stimulation and the toxicity of Acacia made her whole body suffocate like a flower. Wu Yan fed her two sips and she vomited for a long time.

Wu Yan went to the kitchen and boiled millet porridge. When he went to the room again, he found that the room was empty and Tang Moer was gone.

"Sir!" Wu Yan was so frightened that he quickly ran into the study and knocked at the door. "Sir, it's not good, my wife is gone."

In the study, Gu Mohan, Lu Jinwen and Lu Yan stood up and ran out.

When he came to the street, Gu Mohan said, "Let's go and look for it!"

Three people ran in different directions.

Lu Jinwen ran to the bustling area of ​​the city center, and his deep and sharp phoenix eyes quickly searched in the vast crowd, then he saw a familiar slim figure.

Tang Mo'er stood by a fountain and looked at the mother and daughter in front of her.

A young mother with difficult conditions bought an ice cream for her daughter, "Baby, the ice cream mom you always wanted to buy, bought it for you, let's eat it."

The little girl took the ice cream, licked it first, and then sent it to her mother's mouth. She said, "Mom, it's delicious, you can take a bite."

So the young mother took a bite.

By the fountain, you and my mother and daughter sip ice cream, the cheapest cone in the McDonald's shop, a few dollars, but this mother and daughter are so satisfied and sweet.

Tang Mo'er looked aside, and her bright eyes were overflowing with a layer of water that could not be dropped, so pitiful.

Lu Jinwen stopped where he was. He seemed to have a lot of weight under his feet.

"Mo Er! Mo Er!" Gu Mohan ran over at this moment.

Gu Mohan also saw Tang Moer's current appearance, his heart suddenly hurt, and his long legs stepped forward and quickly put the black thin coat on his small, pale shoulder. "Mor, is it cold?"

Tang Mo'er lifted those bright bright eyes and looked at Gu Mohan, then shook his head slightly.

Gu Mohan's thin, thin lips kissed her sweet forehead, "If you want to eat ice cream, I'll buy it for you."

McDonald's is right next to it.

Tang Moer slaps her big face in vain, she lowers her small head and shakes her head again.

Gu Mohan tightened his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms. He felt that he could not breathe in his heart. Her physical condition was getting worse and worse, and she stepped away from him step by step.

He began to be afraid, afraid that he could not run out of time and could not hold her hand.

"Mo Er, let's go home, it's cold outside."

...

Back in the room, Tang Moer leaned on the bedside, and Wu Min passed Gu Mohan a bowl of porridge. "Sir, please feed your wife and drink porridge."

Gu Mohan sat by the bed, sipped a small mouthful of porridge with a spoon, and then blew the heat and handed it to Tang Moer's mouth. He softly coaxed, "Mo Er, good, open your mouth. Now, drink some porridge. "

Tang Mo'er drooped down Yujie, and opened his mouth to eat a bite of porridge.

Immediately after eating, she quickly raised her tiny white hand to hold her heart and wanted to vomit.

vomit…

Still couldn't hold back, she spit out a porridge on the bedside, she didn't even drink water, and then she retched.

"Mo Er!" Gu Mohan quickly patted her with a big palm.

Tang Mo'er stopped vomiting and lay back on the bed, her face closed and her eyes closed.

Wu Yan was cleaning up the room, Gu Mohan stood by the bed and looked at her now. The big palm dangled to his side was punched into a fist, and a thin layer of scarlet fell on the deep narrow eyes.

At this moment a steady stream of footsteps sounded, and Lu Jinwen came.

Lu Jinwen held one thing in his hand, a string of small red woven bracelets with two small bells running on it.

The small bell gave out a crisp and cheerful laughter, which echoed throughout the room and passed into Tang Moer's eardrum.

Tang Moer's comb-like Yu Jie trembled, and then Lu Jinwen bent over and placed the small bracelet on her pillow.

This was woven by Lin Xuanxuan herself to her daughter.

Tang Mo'er opened her eyes slowly. She stretched out her tiny white hand and touched the bell with her soft fingertips. There seemed to be a trace of motherly temperature on the bell.

Twenty-one years ago, when Xiao Moer was just born, she was still a little baby girl. She was lying in a cradle like this. The production room was so warm. Halo.

A young woman got up from the bed, came over, Xiao Mo'er slowly opened her eyes, and a small, charming face appeared in her sight.

Xiao Moer thought to herself that her mum was so beautiful.

The young woman reached out and rocked the cradle, then took out a bunch of small bells, and her soft and sweet voice rang in her ear. "Baby, Mummy's baby, do you like this little bell?"

Little Mo Er grinned at the young woman and smiled happily.

Like it, Xiao Mo'er likes it.

"Wow, this baby is so cute. She cried when she was born," she said.

Tang Mo'er's eyes were red, and Xiu Qiong's little nose was also red. She slowly squeezed the small bell into her small white hand, and held it in her arms. She curled herself up into a small group and cried instantly.

mom…

Her mother ...

...

Huo Yanmei was brought and brought into the champagne apartment. She thought it was Gu Mohan who was looking for her, but when she saw the upright man lazily leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, she knew it was ... Lu Jinwen.

Her pupil shrinked and she quickly understood that Lu Jinwen knew.

Lu Jinwen knew the truth of the year.

After a short period of psychological fluctuations, Huo Yanmei calmed down instead. She straightened her back and came to Lu Jinwen's side, and watched him with a sarcastic arc in the corner of her mouth.

Lu Jinwen leaned lazily against the floor-to-ceiling window while wiping his trouser pockets. At this moment, the afterglow of the sunset shuttled into his short hair and plated him with a charming halo, a simple white shirt and black trousers. Prince Lu of the Imperial City.