Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Head hurts.

Gu Mohan quickly closed his eyes, and threw away the fragments of zeros in his head. After he dropped them, he felt no pain.

The two big palms with clear joints pressed the girl's fragrant shoulders and pushed her away a bit. A deep, husky voice was heard in the low voice, "Tang Moer, you are drunk."

Tang Moer lifted her small head, and there were a few drops of crystalline tears on her charming little face. The watery eyes were wet and looked at him wetly. "My husband, you call me Tang Moer now, you all Don't call my wife, oh ... "

She beaked her bright red mouth and watched him cry, wronged.

Gu Mohan felt that his hard atrium was locked by a big palm, and his breathing hurt every time.

I don't know why it hurts.

It just hurts.

"Tang Moer ..." He called her dumbly.

Tang Mo'er lifted up his little pink fist and smashed his Yingting's shoulder. "When he got out of bed, he called me Mrs. When he got out of bed, he called me Tang Mo'er. Mr. Gu, you are good or bad ... I don't care, you call my wife now I want to listen ... "

Well.

This word was prolonged by her. The girl's coquettish tone, Gu Mohan rolled up and down the throat knot, which made her trouble.

Her fists slammed into him, crying more and more fiercely.

Gu Mohan stretched out his long tongue and licked the dry thin lips. The big palms of the bones gently clasped her soft waist, "Mrs ...."

He called her.

Mrs.

Tang Mo'er quickly hugged him, and put a small slap face in his arms. She responded sweetly, "Well, husband, my wife is here!"

Gu Mohan's large palm clasped on her soft waist slowly pulled her into her arms.

The girl's pleasing body fragrance came in, Gu Mohan pressed her thin thin lips to her hair and kissed hard.

After kissing, he felt insufficient.

His bony palms shuttled into her hair, clasping her back, and his thin, thin lips rolled onto her soft, flushed cheeks and began to kiss her cheeks.

Tang Mor's two small hands tightly dragged his pajamas around his waist, Yan Hong's little mouth was brought to his lips, "husband, kiss me."

Gu Mohan took a deep breath and choked her small mouth directly.

Well.

I don't know who made the sound, or both people hummed, and this kiss made both people's scalps explode.

In Gu Mohan's memory, she has not kissed a woman herself, the first woman she kissed was her.

It turns out that women's lips are so fragrant and soft.

He seemed to have eaten a delicious dessert, kissed her little mouth forcefully, and then eagerly extended his long tongue to buckle her teeth.

Tang Mor's heart opened his mouth and let him probe in. He hooked her tongue vigorously and turned the river.

Tang Mo'er's legs were soft and he slid directly to the ground.

It's been a long time since he kissed him like that, she can't bear his passionate offensive.

Gu Mohan quickly stretched out his healthy arm to fasten her lumbar limbs, then hugged her horizontally.

Putting her gently on the bed, Gu Mohan's tall and tall body covered him. He looked down at this small slap face under him. He reached out to take off her sweater, and said dumbly, You provoke me! "

Bluse outside the door looked at the two entangled people on the bed, whine, it covered his eyes with the dog's paw, it had no eyes.

The host is lustful.

...

At this moment there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door, and the voice of the maid sounded, "Miss Jun, it's so late, why are you here?"

"I'll see Mo Han ..." Jun Xiyan reached out and pushed open the bedroom door.

The next second, her pupils shrank, and the muscular man on the bed was entangled with the tired white woman ...

She froze all over.

Someone broke in, and Gu Mohan quickly released the woman under him. He reached for the long arm and pulled the quilt to cover the woman's body. His deep narrow eyes were scarlet and he glanced sharply at the door.

When he saw Jun Xiyan's long dress standing elegantly and touchingly outside the door, his handsome facial features sank directly.

Jun Xiyan said nothing and turned away.

"Xi Yan!" Gu Mohan quickly put on the pajamas' belt and pulled out his long legs to chase.

...

Out of the villa door, Jun Xiyan stopped and she turned to look at the man behind her.

The black silk pajamas on the man were loosely tied, and the fringe of the forehead was shudderly covered on those deep narrow eyes. He was full of affection-the decadence of indulgence.

Such a man is strange to her.

Gu Mohan she knew has always been a high-cold ban-desire, unfriendly, but now he looks like a person.

"Mo Han, I thought you were different from other men, and now I give you a chance to explain."

Explanation?

What would he explain?

Gu Mohan frowned at the scarlet eyes and looked at Jun Xiyan's thin lips. His hoarse voice said indifferently, "I have nothing to explain."

He didn't explain anything. He wanted Tang Moer just now.

It was him who could not resist Tang Moer's temptation.

Jun Xiyan ticked her lips, "Mo Han, we are engaged, I am your fiancee, now you bring Tang Moer into your room, you are rolling the sheets, but you have no explanation at all, are you Too cruel to me? "

The cold wind from the outside poured in, and the heat of Gu Mohan was blown away a bit. He was not as calm and calm as usual.

He looked at Jun Xiyan's elegant and touching face. Before, he really wanted to marry her, but now Tang Mo'er disrupted his life.

"Xi Yan, I'm sorry."

Sorry?

The least valuable thing in the world is the word "sorry", and Jun Xiyan turned and left.

Jun Xiyan is gone.

Gu Mohan stood in place, and his two large palms slumped to his side became fists, and he felt upset.

He had a good life at first, but Tang Moer disrupted his originally peaceful life.

He pulled out his long legs and turned back.

...

in the room.

Tang Mo'er was already up. She wore the sweater off, and it was almost a moment ago.

A little less drunk, hearing the footsteps, she looked back at the tall, tall body standing by the door.

She ran over with her thin legs and rushed into his arms. She held him tightly with two small hands. She waxed, "Mr. Gu, you like me, don't you? Break up with Jun Xiyan Come with me, you are mine. "

Mr. Gu was originally her, and Jun Xiyan was the later one.

Her long hair was tied to his thin lips, and it was a little itchy. Gu Mohan rolled his throat knot, then stretched his thin palms and stretched out his big bones. He pulled away the two small hands on the exquisite waist. Already.