Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Tang Mo'er drew down her comb-like Yu Jie. She worked so hard that she hadn't got a look back from Mr. Gu.

It seems she still needs to work harder!

Although Mr. Gu is very bad to her now, all she can remember is that Mr. Gu was good to her.

Tang Mo'er held himself, took a deep breath, come on, Tang Mo'er, you can be sure.

She looked up at the brightest little star hanging from the sky. It must be mom's eyes. Mom was watching her.

She won't be defeated!

At this time, a taxi stopped, and Tang Moer got in and returned to A.

...

In the Rolls-Royce Phantom Car, Gu Mohan's deep narrow eyes glanced through the rearview mirror, and the girl was already on the car.

The evening wind swayed the red skirt on her body, like fire.

"Mo Han, are you looking at Miss Tang? Since you are so worried about Miss Tang, you should have carried her a while ago." Jun Xiyan said.

The man's gaze stayed in the rearview mirror. Don't guess that she knew he was looking at Tang Moer.

Just now he drove away the luxury car indifferently and indifferently, but drove away and looked at people through the rearview mirror.

Gu Mohan drew his gaze a little, he pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

...

Although Tang Moer has become Gu Shi's intern designer, she only needs to go to Gu Shi for two internships a week, and she is still in school the rest of the time.

An An is about to dance, Tang Moer went to An An's dormitory to find her.

"Little sister-in-law, how does this red rope dance?" An An handed Tang Moer a piece of red rope.

Tang Moer has learned to dance since she was a child, and she has grown up without waste. She often practices yoga, and her slender body is as flexible as a shock dance.

She took the red rope and studied it. "Did this jump like this?"

Tang Mo'er stood on tiptoes, and his tiny white hand was dancing on the red rope.

Outside the dormitory, a group of girls covered her mouth excitedly, "Oh my God, Professor Gu!"

"Professor Gu is looking for An An again, we can see Professor Gu again, so happy!" ...

Gu Mohan stood tall beside the door with his tall legs and long legs. He raised his big bones and tried to knock on the door, but the door opened automatically, and a delicate figure appeared in his sight.

Tang Moer.

Tang Moer today wore a white floral silk shirt with a beautiful bow tie, a black high-waisted slim trousers underneath, a slender figure, and a youthful 21-year-old girl.

She **** her long black hair and turned it into a meatball head. The sparse air bangs in front of her revealed her soft and touching face. Today she was wearing a fresh and bright dress, which made people look bright.

At this moment her delicate body was spinning, and the red rope crossed a stunning arc in the air.

Gu Mohan's raised palm stagnates. His black pupils are full of girl's playful shadows. She is always like this, so unexpected and amazing broke into his sight.

His eyes wandered around her waist that was full of grip, such a soft and soft waist that men love.

If you fold her in bed, it should be easy.

Her legs are also thin and long, if ...

"Brother, are you here?" An An's voice suddenly sounded.

An An's voice interrupted the picture in Gu Mohan's mind. He suddenly realized what he was thinking about just now, and he even cared-kinky her.

Gu Mohan slaps Jian Jianmei in one-handed trouser pockets. He considers himself a very forbidden man, a 30-year-old man, who has never had a woman. Jun Xiyan is his fiancee, but he has no desire- Hopefully, his body is always going to move just in front of this girl.

This recognition made Gu Mohan sink Shen Jun's face. He reached out and pushed the door open and walked in.

Here is Mr. Gu?

Tang Moer turned right to the door, at which time her delicate body directly hit the man's wide and warm chest.

"Ah," she exclaimed, because she turned too fast, and now she ran into it, she almost wrestled.

But a strong healthy arm hooped her thin willow-like waist and hugged her firmly.

Gu Mohan hugged her.

Now the two people's bodies are stuck together. Today Gu Mohan wore a gray coat, a light-colored sweater with a high collar, a casual outfit, and fine fringe covering his narrow eyes. He Younger and more handsome than usual.

Tang Moer felt the comfortable body temperature from his body, that warmth, and his breath was still so charming, clean and clear.

She lifted a pair of bright bright eyes and looked at him watery, and then raised her delicate lips, "Mr. Gu, thank you."

Gu Mohan looked at her smile, and rubbed her palm on her slender waist with a seeming absence, then lifted her thin lips, "No thanks."

"So ... can you let me go?"

His arms were still tied to her slender waist.

Gu Mohan tall Daying's body was stunned, and suddenly found that he did not retract his hand. At this moment, the girl in her arms twisted a little, and her water snake-like body gently brushed his trousers.

Gu Mohan took a deep breath, and his master's waist and abdomen went numb.

No matter what the body changes, there is no change in the expression on the handsome face of the man, and he gently retracts his hand.

Tang Moer wanted to leave, but she suddenly found that her hair was buttoned on the button of a man's coat.

hiss.

it hurts.

Looking at the little face that the girl twisted together because of pain, Gu Mohan immediately stretched out the big bones of the bones and clasped her back, pressing her little face into her arms.

"Hair is caught, let me get it," he whispered.

Tang Mo'er's face was buried right in the heart of a man, and there was a "beat" heart beat, so strong and powerful.

Tang Mo'er's charming little face waved a sweetness. She lifted her head and looked at the man's lowered handsome face, "How about it?"

"Wait…"

Gu Mohan raised her handsome eyelid to look at her, only to find that the faces of the two were stuck together, and he bumped into her bright eyes, she looked at him like a little milk cat.

He looked down and moved to her little cherry mouth ...

Yan Hong ’s small mouth, even if she does n’t apply lipstick, it is like a natural cut of male sex, which makes people want to kiss.

Gu Mohan remembered the kiss in Lu's bathroom. He hooked the tip of her little tongue and was fragrant.

His aroma still seemed to remain in his mouth.

The sensation swelled quickly inside his body, rolled the knot up and down, and he reached out and dragged her hair directly.

"Okay."

"Oh." Tang Moer stepped back two steps.

Once the girl's body fragrance in the nose wing evacuated, Gu Mohan felt that the coals in his throat were rolling over.

Repeatedly refrained from staying away from her, no matter how miserable she was, trying to get closer to him, but he found it impossible.