Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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To be honest, Gu Mohan never thought about Tang Moer. He had received a higher education, had a certain life experience, his vision was broadened, his mind was open, and he naturally didn't care much about such things.

Like Jun Xiyan, he was engaged to her, and none of them stipulated that she must be somewhere.

However, Tang Mo'er is not a treat.

Tang Moer is not a treat!

She is only 21 years old this year. She has a soft and charming appearance, and there are many men who like her, but she has never seen anyone who is close to her. The only thing she likes is him.

He thought he was her only.

It turned out that it wasn't.

Who was her first man?

As long as she thought that she had taken off her clothes and lay down under another man's body, Huan had a terrible gasp in his master's chest.

The sharply articulated palm pulled the tie between his neck, and it seemed to be able to catch his breath and narrow his handsome eyebrow. His handsome eyes were stained with scarlet.

Stepping on the throttle, the Rolls Royce Phantom galloped away.

...

Bole villa.

The maid opened the door, respectfully, "Sir, are you back?"

The maid squatted down and changed her shoes for Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan pulled out his long legs and entered the living room. At that moment, he blew out and bluse ran out.

Bluse squatted at Gu Mohan's feet, and stiffened.

At this time, a slap, something was left in front of bluse.

Bluse looked at it, it turned out to be a pink doll, or Tang Moer.

Barking.

Bluse quickly opened her mouth and pinched the pink doll, and her four claws scratched the pink doll.

Gu Mohan glanced down at bluse, I don't know if this pink doll is Tang Moer, so bluse likes it very much.

He went to the sofa and sat down.

Taking out a pack of cigarettes, his heroic body leaned lazily in the sofa seat, and began to swallow clouds and fog.

After smoking two cigarettes, it was dark outside, and it was already seven in the evening.

At this time, a string of melodious ringtones rang, and the phone on his hand was calling.

The slender fingers took the cigarette from his mouth, and he glanced at him, and the caller showed Tang Mo'er.

Tang Moer's phone.

He did not answer.

One phone call was not answered, and Tang Moer on the other side called two more times. He still did not answer.

Slowly, the phone was quiet again.

I finished the cigarette in my fingers, and then called again, this time ... Jun Xiyan.

He picked up the phone and pressed the key. "Hey."

"Hey, Mo Han," Jun Xi Yan Yue's voice came over. "Do you have time tonight, let's have a meal together."

Gu Mohan stooped down and wiped the cigarette **** in the ashtray without speaking.

"Mo Han, are you listening, are you coming?"

Gu Mohan slowly evoked the cold lips, "Go, of course."

...

A big.

In the dormitory, Tang Moer prepared everything, birthday cake and dumplings. The things were very simple, but because Mr. Gu accompanied her for her birthday, everything was full of sweet taste.

But she called Mr. Gu several times, and Mr. Gu did not answer.

After looking at the time, it was eight o'clock now, and she made another call, but there was still a mechanical female voice at the end --- Sorry, the call you dialed was not answered.

What is Mr. Gu doing?

Tang Mo'er drew down a feather-like comb, and some small grievances drummed up the soft and delicate face. Even if he was busy, he should answer the phone.

Otherwise, go to Mr. Gu?

Tang Mo'er got out of the school gate, took a taxi, and arrived at Bole Villa. Before she got off the car, she saw Mr. Gu's car from a distance.

Mr. Gu is back!

Where is he going now?

Did you go to A to find her and give her a birthday?

Tang Mo'er's eyes became extremely bright. Shouldn't she surprise him?

"Master, keep up with the luxury car in front."

...

The taxi stopped and Tang Moer got out.

She raised her eyes and glanced, not A, but a very western restaurant.

She stood outside, looking in through the floor-to-ceiling window, and leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, gentleman Gu Mohan opened the seat for Jun Xiyan. Jun Xiyan struck a long skirt and sat down elegantly Mo Han raised his hands and unbuttoned the black fleece coat on his body, handed it to the waiter, and then the waiter presented the menu.

Jun Xiyan didn't know what to say to him. He listened faintly. The light in the western restaurant was dimmed because the table was lit with red candles. This was a romantic candlelight dinner.

The swaying beads of light illuminate the faces of the two, radiant, harmonious and warm.

Tang Mo'er was outside, and she watched Gu Mohan accompany Jun Xiyan to eat Western food blankly.

Did he forget that it was her birthday tonight?

He made it clear that he would accompany her on her birthday tonight.

Hasn't he dissolved his marriage contract with Jun Xiyan?

So, what is she?

As if there was a basin of cold water dripping from the top of Tang Moer's head to the soles of her feet, exuding all her sweetness.

At this moment, "Gulong" sounded, and her belly rang.

She is hungry.

It was nine o'clock in the evening, and she had been waiting for him. She hadn't eaten anything, so now her belly screamed awkwardly.

In the floor-to-ceiling window, candlelight, steak, and red wine, here, she was alone and deserted, being blown by the north wind.

Tang Mo'er stood outside and watched for a long time, then she turned back to A.

...

In the dormitory.

Tang Mo'er picked up chopsticks and started eating dumplings, but it was too long. The dumplings had been rotten by the blisters, and they were still frozen.

She felt hungry and ate a dumpling.

The sweet red beans inside the dumplings flowed into the mouth. In fact, it was not as sweet as expected, and it was not delicious at all.

She lowered her chopsticks, then sat alone in front of the cake and lit the cake's candles.

With a snap, she turned off the lights in the dormitory, then sat in front of the cake, folded her hands, closed her eyes, and wished.

However, she didn't know what to make.

There is no mother and no home. She thought that there was Mr. Gu, but now Mr. Gu is gone.

She suddenly discovered that she had no wishes on her 22nd birthday.

The candlelight stretched her reflection for a long, long time, and there was no sound in her ears. There was no one to celebrate, so deserted.

She was so quiet on her 22nd birthday.

Forgotten by the whole world.

She opened her eyes and blew out all the candles. She stretched out her white fingers and took a sip of cake in her mouth. She took a sip of her 22-year-old birthday cake.

It's really quiet.

You can hear even the needle dropped.

"Happybirthdaytoyou, happybirthdaytoyou, happybirthdayto mo ..."

She sang a happy birthday song to her softly and applauded herself after singing, but soon she felt bitter in her mouth and reached out her little hand to touch, her little face was full of tears.

The candle went out, his eyes were dark, and in the darkness and his tears, Tang Moer spent his 22nd birthday.