Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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"Everyone's life is making choices, Mo Han chose you, then I will let him have nothing but you," said Mr. Gu.

Tang Moer quickly clenched his knees with a weak arm, and her white teeth clenched her lower lip. She tried hard not to let tears come out, but it did n’t work. The crystal and rolling tears were still big and big. It fell down.

Why is she dying and everyone is still forcing her?

"Grandpa, give me a month. This month, don't touch him, don't touch his mother, sister, and others."

"why?"

"Because," Tang Moer raised her pale lips, she was laughing, but she burst into tears with a big smile, "I will be dead in a month."

Father Gu at the other end was suddenly silent.

"Father, you have no choice. Mandatory return of Gu Mohan to Gu's family will definitely hurt the feelings of your grandchildren. This is not worth the loss. Give me a month. The month is too short for you, but this one The month is the last journey of my life. "

She will not let go of Mr. Gu's hand. On this last journey, she wants to go with Mr. Gu.

If he could die in his arms, it might not be a happiness.

"Miss Tang, I admit that you have said that you have moved me, but I am a merchant, and a merchant is a business. I give you a month, what do you give me?" Master Gu shrewd.

Tang Mo'er trembled Yu Jie and said softly, "I can ... not get a marriage certificate ..."

Without a marriage certificate, she is not Mrs. Gu.

She is just her. She is a woman Gu Mohan once loved. With the passage of time, all memories will be forgotten. Her tombstone does not have his last name. In this life, she did not crown his last name with her own name. Her love will change into an unknown story in her life. In the future, maybe he will slowly forget her.

However, she was so happy.

As long as she remembers that she loves him.

Without this marriage certificate, Mr. Gu obviously agreed, "Ms. Tang, that's the way to go, yes, Mrs. Gu will be ... Jun Xiyan, the young lady of the family."

After that, Father Gu hung up the phone.

Listening to the "beep" sound from the other side, Tang Moer held the mobile phone and buried her small slap face in her knees, and the little fragrant shoulder began to tremble, and she burst into tears.

How is Mr. Gu now?

Is he okay in prison?

Now I miss him so much, even if I listen to his voice.

She has very little in her short life, fatherly love, motherly love, far away from her, nothing really belongs to her.

But when he met Mr. Gu, he became her.

Because of him, she was afraid of death, because of him, she was greedy to live, and because of him, she would not give up.

In this world, she is most reluctant to Mr. Gu.

At this time, a string of melodious ringtones came from my ear again, and the call came again.

"Hey…"

"Hey, ma'am." Gu Mohan's exclusive low magnetic voice slowly poured into Tang Moer's eardrum.

Tang Moer's delicate body shook, and a large crystalline teardrop fell from her eyes, but she smiled, and a beautiful smile bloomed. All her fears and griefs were lost by him at this moment. The sound was leveled.

The best love in the world is that when she wants to hear his voice, his phone comes.

"Mr. Gu." She wiped away all those teardrops on her little face with her little hand, and she called him with her delicate lips.

"Ma'am, what are you doing now, do you sleep well?" Gu Mohan asked softly.

Tang Moer's tiny white hand went to the bed to touch, touched his pillow, then hugged it, peeping at the breath on the pillow, full of his clean and masculine smell.

She rested the small face on his pillow contentedly, as if in his wide and warm arms, "Well, sleep, are you still ... overtime?"

"Well," the man snorted lowly. "Close your eyes and sleep obediently. I promise that when you open your eyes tomorrow morning, you will see me at first glance."

She believes it.

She believes that even if the old man does not let him go, he can come out.

In the future, his life must be particularly good.

The combed Yujie trembled, and then closed it quietly. Tang Moer closed her eyes and said softly, "Mr. Gu, would you sing me a nursery rhyme?"

"Well?" The man must have raised his eyebrows.

"You sang nursery rhymes to coax me to sleep. Before I was a kid, my little friends in the kindergarten had moms to sing children's rhymes to coax to sleep, but I didn't. At the time, I was thinking that I must find a sing children's song to coax me to sleep Whoever laughs last is the real winner. "Tang Moer said with a delicate cheek.

Gu Mohan on the other side remained silent for a few seconds, then spoke low alcohol, "what kind of songs do you want to listen to?"

Tang Moer thought, "Only mothers are good in the world."

"..."

Mr. Gu's face was all black, and Tang Mei grew up and finally found this male basin friend, but she wanted the male basin friend to sing "Only mothers in the world are good"?

In her heart, she especially yearns for motherly love.

A person without a mother's love will always be a child who has not grown up.

"Only mothers are good in the world. Children with mothers are like Di Bao, and they can't enjoy happiness if they are thrown into their arms ..."

There was a man's low voice singing in his ear. His low magnetic voice was used to interpret this song. It must have a pleasant and charming flavor. Tang Moer vowed that this is the best "Mother in the world is the best" she has ever heard.

In college before, many girls said that they wanted to find such a boyfriend. He could treat him as his daughter's pet. Tang Mo'er never thought about it because she felt unrealistic.

However, she happened to meet Mr. Gu, and at the moment when Mr. Gu sang her nursery rhymes over the phone, she really felt that he was petting herself as a daughter.

Good night, Mr. Gu.

With tears hanging from the corner of Tang Mo'er, she went to sleep dreamily.

...

Early the next morning.

Tang Mo'er felt that she was being held up in her sleep, and was gently placed on the soft big bed. She opened her eyes slowly.

A soft kiss quickly fell on her eyes, and the man's low magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "Mrs. Is this your goodness? Sleeping on the carpet?"

Ah, Mr. Gu is back!

Tang Moer quickly stretched out his tiny white hand and touched the man's handsome face. Her soft fingertips stroked his stabbed eyebrows, handsome eyelids, tall nose bridge, and **** thin lips. All of the five senses are God's most perfect handicrafts, handsome and perfect.