Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Tang Mo'er's white eyes gradually turned red, and her pale white teeth bit her moist lower lip. She resisted crying. In such a difficult and sad day, they all had to be strong and brave.

After clearing up his emotions, Tang Moer raised his hand and knocked on the door, "An'an, it's me."

Soon a soft, oriole-like voice rang out, "Little bitch, come in."

Tang Mo'er pushed in, "An'an, I cooked a little chicken soup for you, and you can drink it while it's hot."

An An returned to the bed, and she tickled her mouth. "Little sister, put it down first, I'll drink when I'm hungry."

In the past few months, An An has been very obedient, obediently listening to the doctor's words, obediently taking medicine and injections to eat, although she often vomits after eating often.

"Little sister-in-law," An An held Tang Moer's soft little hand, "Can you show me the baby's voice?"

"Okay."

An An lowered her fragile body and affixed her little face to Tang Moer's round belly. At this moment, the baby inside moved.

"Yeah, sister-in-law, the baby is saying hello to me." An An's ice-cold eyes were shining brightly, and her little flower-like mouth had a sweet smile, and she was very happy.

Tang Mo'er touched An An's soft hair and nodded strongly, "Well, the baby likes your little aunt very much and wants to come out and meet you soon!"

An An grinned, very soft, "I will definitely see the baby!"

After speaking, An An hugged Tang Mo'er's waist, closed her eyes, Xiao Xunzi's body was fragrant and soft, very warm, and smelled of her mother, she liked it very much.

Tang Mo'er's white eyes were a little red, and she gently touched An An's hair. "An An, do you want to see ... Yan Ye?"

The slender plume of An'an butterfly trembled suddenly. After a few seconds, she buried her little face in Tang Mo'er's belly, and hot tears fell in her eyes.

She hasn't seen him for a long time.

Maybe, I will never see it again.

Her life gradually withered in this cold hospital. Every night she opened her eyes and waited for the dawn to come. She was drowned by loneliness and thoughts like tide, but she could do nothing and could not do anything.

...

Tang Mo'er came out of the ward, she leaned against the wall, stretched out her little hand to cover her lips, and looked at An An like this, she was still very sad.

At this moment a steady footstep sounded in my ear, and someone came.

Tang Mo'er looked up and Gu Mohan came. Today he wore a clean white shirt and black trousers, elegant and expensive, and several doctors followed him.

Tang Mo'er sucked his flushed nose and wiped away the tears on his face.

Gu Mohan whispered something, the doctors turned and left.

In the corridor, he looked at her. She was seven months pregnant and her small belly was very big, but she still had slender limbs and tender skin. Now she had a few drops of crystalline tears on her tender little face. His eyes were wet and he looked at him softly.

He pulled out his long legs and walked over, then stretched out his rough fingertips to wipe the tears on her little face. "How did you cry?"

This woman gave birth to his child, and was by his side during such difficult times as An An, and Gu Mohan's low mute voice overflowed with soft fondness.

Tang Mo'er opened a small face on the side and did not let him touch him.

Gu Mohan's fingers froze in the air, and since Miao Jiang returned, their feelings have stagnated.

"I'll see An An." He turned into the ward.

But then came a soft, husky voice, "Can you ... let An An see Lu Yan?"

Gu Mohan stopped and turned to look at Tang Moer.

Tang Mo'er looked at him with tears in his eyes, "An An misses Lu Yan very much."

Gu Mohan frowned his lips. "An An's current condition cannot leave the hospital, and Lu Yan is still in jail ..."

"Yes, An An cannot leave the hospital right now, but has An An got better? No."

Tang Mo'er choked and continued, "An'an saw our efforts, so she didn't give up. She was always obedient, but she was lonely. What she really wanted was not these. The doctor asked us to make the worst plan. The next time An'an will not be rescued, this is not fair to An'an, nor to Lu Yan. "

Then she stretched out her tiny white hand and grabbed the sleeves of his shirt. "Gu Mohan, please."

She begged him.

A woman's comb-like Yu Jie was covered with tears, trembling and pitiful, because of crying, her scented shoulders were shaking, so sad and helpless.

Gu Mohan had a sudden headache. He stepped forward two steps, stretched out his strong arms and hugged her directly into her arms. Her thin, thin lips pressed her hair and kissed strongly, "Mo, don't cry, you put My heart is crying ... I promise you, I listen to you ... "

...

Rolls-Royce Phantom.

An An put down the small mirror in her hand. "Sister-in-law, I put a little blush on, is it good-looking?"

Her face was too white. She didn't want Lu Yan to see her sick and shy look, so she put on a little blush.

She's going to see Lu Yan.

Tang Mo'er held An An's soft and cold hand, "An An, you are so beautiful."

An An's snowy eyes shone with shimmering waves of light, and she smiled sweetly. She raised her eyes and looked at the man in the driver's seat, "Brother, thank you."

Gu Mohan was driving, with his big bones pressed against the steering wheel, and the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up, revealing his precious wristwatch on his sturdy wrist. He glanced at the two women in the back seat through the rearview mirror And did not speak.

...

In prison.

An An was waiting, and soon a sound of powerful footsteps sounded, Lu Yan came.

An An jumped her head, and she looked at the man quickly through the glass.

Lu Yan wore a black vest and black trousers. He hadn't seen it for four months. He seemed to be stronger. Both arms were exposed in the air. His shoulders were thick, his muscles were strong, his waistline was tight, and the man's tension was strong. Male power.

He didn't change much, but there was more scum on his face, and his brown eyes fell deep and sharp through the glass window on her small face.

Looking at each other, An An's white eyes quickly turned red. She hadn't seen him for a long time, so she thought about him.

Lu Yan sat over and she saw his excessively cold and masculine facial features. Although he had a scum on his face, he was still handsome and extraordinary.

She reached out Bai Nen's little hand and picked up the phone. Fu Xiuhua's little mouth drew sweetly, and she smiled at him with tears in her eyes, "Lu Yan, how are you?"