Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Tang Moer glanced at it.

Mr. Gu used to make it for her.

At this moment Gu Mohan raised his handsome eyelid and looked at her, and his low magnetic voice was warming to Wen Chong.

Tang Moer pulled out his thin legs and walked over. The man hugged her willows, which was holding by Yingying, and hugged her and sat on his strong thigh. He picked up chopsticks and fed a piece of meat to her mouth. "Open your mouth and look good or not?"

Tang Mo'er crossed his face and didn't want to eat. Two tiny white hands reached his master's chest and shoved. She softened her voice and resisted. . "

He was holding her on his lap and feeding himself. It was really tired.

He didn't feel anything, but Tang Moer felt.

"Where is Wu Yan? Wu Yan is gone."

"..."

"Good, open your mouth."

"I've eaten dinner and don't want to eat it now."

"I don't want to eat it, I have done it many times. I just tasted it myself and it tastes good. Just open your mouth and take a bite." Gu Mohan insisted.

Her delicate body was wrapped in his bosom. If she didn't eat, he wouldn't let go. Tang Mo'er twisted her eyebrows, her soft white hand pressed her heart, and she bent over and wanted to vomit.

Gu Mohan quickly put down his chopsticks and slapped her back with a big palm, "Mor, are you uncomfortable?"

Tang Moer pushed him away, "I'm so tired, I'm going to bed first."

She pulled out her thin legs and entered the room.

Looking at the closed room door, Gu Mohan's deep narrow eyes darkened a bit, and the contour of the handsome face sank. She didn't want to vomit, she pretended to vomit because she didn't want to taste his freshness. Fried pork with bamboo shoots.

Gu Mohan drew a dark and self-deprecating radian from the corners of his cold lips. He dumped all the fresh bamboo shoots into the trash.

His tall, tall body was hidden in a dark corner, and he could not speak of the loneliness and indifference. I wondered what to do with her?

...

in the room.

Tang Moer was lying on the soft big bed, when the bed collapsed, and the man had taken a bath and put on a black silk pajamas-the bed.

She was sleeping sideways, with her back to him, Gu Mohan stretched out her big palm and buckled her yelling shoulder, turning her around.

Tang Moer trembled her comb-like Yu Jie and wanted to speak, but the low magnetic voice of the man sounded in his ear. "Moer, it hurts my son."

He stretched out his palm and picked up the nightdress on her body, and touched her flat abdomen with the rough thumb, and then pressed his handsome face against her abdomen, and lightly rubbed it.

Tang Moer's heart softened, he cared about the baby very much.

"Son, you have to be obedient, don't you let Mommy know that? Mommy thinks you are very hard. You have to be quiet." Gu Mohan kissed her flat belly.

After a kiss, he didn't leave, and his thin, thin lips were still attached to her lower abdomen. He probably didn't shave today, so a circle of green **** appeared on the stubborn jaw, which stuck on her delicate skin, and it hurts again. Itchy.

Tang Mo'er thought he had something else, so he stretched his tiny white hand and pushed his head, "Can you get up?"

"No, I have pained my son. I still want to hurt my son's mum."

"Gu Mohan!"

Gu Mohan drilled her head into her nightdress ...

Tang Mo'er pinched his white fingers and pulled his short hair vigorously across his nightdress, trying to push him out, "Gu Mohan, I'm pregnant now, you can't touch me."

Gu Mohan's deep, magnetic voice was hoarse, "I didn't touch you, Mo Er, you touch me, can't you kiss me?"

"No!"

Gu Mohan drilled out of his head, and two big palms with clear joints propped on her side, looked at her condescendingly, "Why?"

There was a slight discomfort on his handsome face. The man had always been strong on the bed and had a little straight male cancer. If he was not allowed to touch him, his body would not be comfortable and his temper would be a little bit big.

When he didn't have amnesia, she had several days of cycles every month, and he had to be tossed by him.

He was comfortable, just like the brothers outside, holding her in his arms and kissing and coaxing him, so that he could pick the stars in the sky.

Tang Moer's pair of bright bright eyes fixedly looked at him, "You kiss me, touch me, it will make me feel pleasure. Pregnant women will feel the uterus contraction and affect the baby's development. Do you understand? "

With a bright red mouth, Gu Mohan's handsome cheeks were darkened by these words.

Soon, he took her little boneless hand and pressed it on himself.

"No!" Tang Moer quickly retracted his little hand.

Gu Mohan's eyebrows were overcast now, and he slowly lifted the corners of his **** lips, "Mo Er, you wo n’t let me touch and kiss me, I will listen to you, but I am Normal men have physical needs. Now borrow your hand. Don't tell me that this is also prohibited during pregnancy. "

Now the man was kneeling in front of her, his deep narrow eyes stared at her with a smile, a look of desire.

Tang Mo'er raised his white hand and hooked a strand of hair on the cheek behind her ear. The woman's white skin like sheep fat shook her eyes, white, beautiful, long legs, a typical stunner .

"Yes, this doesn't work!"

"Oh," Gu Mohan forced a sneer from his throat. "Give me a reason and convince me."

"Because you take off your pants, I watched ... I wanted it."

"..."

She was definitely intentional!

In bed, a woman saying "want" to a man is definitely a stimulus and provocation, but he can't move her.

He stared at her fiercely, and finally cursed, "Mo, you're fierce, wait for your son to be born, and see how I make you."

After that, he went straight into the bathroom.

He banged and the door of the shower room was knocked down by him.

...

He went in and took a cold shower.

Tang Moer glanced at the closed shower door, then sat up, stretched out his tiny white hand, and got his mobile phone on the bedside table.

She sent a text message.

The text message was sent successfully and she deleted it again.

After doing all this, she lay back again, and soon the man came out.

He lay back to her side, stretched out a strong arm and locked her in his arms, holding her to sleep.

A soft kiss covered her fair forehead, and the man sighed and compromised, "Mour, good night."

That night, Tang Moer was sleepless.

...

The next day and evening.

Gu Mohan returned to the apartment. He took off his coat and ran straight to the room. He pushed open the door of the room, "Mo Er."

The room was empty, and Tang Moer was gone.