Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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The man's gaze was still on her long white legs, and his eyes were hot, with a bad taste.

The next second, Tang Mo'er's head exploded and suddenly understood what he meant.

This old driver!

She got dumped!

"Gu Mohan, you go down-stream!" Tang Mo'er raised his tiny white hand and wanted to give him a slap.

Gu Mohan turned his head slightly, avoiding, and slender fingers reached out and clasped her slender hawk, pulling hard.

She smothered her little head and hit him directly in his wide, warm chest.

The masculine man, who was clean and innocent, attacked in an instant. Tang Mo'er was ashamed and angry, "Gu Mohan!"

She's about to explode.

A woman is like a small, milky cat with a furry hair, with a hook in her soft waxy voice-human tenderness, Gu Mohan rolled her throat knot up and down, her big palm clasped her back, rubbed her hair , "Little fool, lie to you, even if I want to communicate in depth, I have to wait for you for three months."

"You dream!" Tang Mo'er stretched out two tiny white hands to his chest, trying to push him away.

Gu Mohan's thin, thin lips kissed her hair vigorously, and his voice was low and dumb, "This is what you said, then I will have a deep communication with the baby when you dream."

"..."

What happened to him today?

This car is about to float.

Tang Mor's heart suddenly softened, because she thought of Mr. Gu, who is an old driver!

It's weird not to drive for a day.

I really miss Mr. Gu.

At this time, the knock of the door rang, and An An's voice passed outside. "Little sister, are you awake?"

Tang Mo'er quickly pushed Gu Mohan, "An An, I am awake."

...

At breakfast time, everyone is dining in the restaurant.

Lu Jinwen and Lin Siyu arrived last. Lu Jinwen wore a dark blue shirt and black trousers. The clothes were ironed without any wrinkles, and there was a deep cold chill between the cymbals.

Jun Mosheng raised his eyes and looked at Lu Jinwen. Today, Lu Jinwen is not different, but he looks a little different, as if he was refreshed.

"Lu Shao, it seems that Miss Lin served well last night. You are all proud of the spring breeze." Jun Mosheng laughed.

spring breeze.

Lin Siyu listened to these two words, her face froze, she remembered what she had given to Meng Che.

At this time, a healthy arm came from the hoop, and a low, muffled voice rang by the ear. "Jun, you haven't been married for so many years, of course you don't know ... there is a woman's taste."

Said that Landing Jinwen intended to pinch Lin Siyu's waist twice.

Lin Siyu glanced at the man, Lu Jinwen also glanced at her, and his cold lips caught a pleasant arc, and looked at her with a smile.

Lin Siyu suddenly felt that his smile was creepy. He gave her to Menche obviously last night, but now he is acting calmly here.

This man's mind is so deep that no one can see it clearly.

He came back early in the morning, just at dawn, returned to the room in the frost, and took a shower in the bathroom.

He went to the altar to see Lin Xuanzhang, but no one knew what he had done to Lin Xuanzhang.

He seemed to be in a good mood, with a fishy smell when he raised his eyebrows, as if the cat finally ate the small fish he caught.

Such a man is much younger and smarter, and faintly has the romantic charm of Prince Lu's family. The maids here can't help but glance at him secretly.

Lin Siyu pulled the corner of his mouth forcibly, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

Jun Mosheng glanced at those warm eyes, and suddenly felt that the man opposite was very different today.

He was suspicious, but there was no change in his face. "Lu Shao, if you change female partners often, you should pay attention to your health and be careful of getting sick."

Lu Jinwen hugged her thin lips quietly, and replied with a smile, "If you put your heart in your belly, I won't get sick."

Jun Mosheng looked back and looked at Tang Mo'er next to him. "Mo'er, I talked with the high priest again. Although he still didn't agree with us to bring Xuanyuan back, he gave us a chance."

"What chance?" Tang Moer asked.

"As long as we wake Xuan Yuan, we can take Xuan Yuan away."

"Really? But my mother has been sleeping for so many years. How can I wake her up?"

"We invited the Miao master to open your mother's dreams."

"Open your mother's dream?"

"Yes, Xuan Yuan has been sleeping for so many years, and she has been trapped in her dream. As long as she let her out of the dream, she will wake up."

So, what dream is Lin Xuanzhang doing?

For so many years, what dream made her unwilling to wake up?

Who is in her dream?

...

Everyone came outside the altar again, Meng Che opened the door to the altar, and the Miao master went in alone.

Lin Xuanzhang was still lying in the crystal coffin, watching nothing change.

The Miao master took out his pocket watch and closed his eyes gently.

Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng both stood outside the floor-to-ceiling window, but they were actually curious. Who was Lin Xuanyu's dream?

Tick.

Tick.

There is no sound at all here, only the "tick" sound of the pocket watch, quiet and mysterious.

Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng both closed their eyes gently, and all of them went into Lin Xuan's dream.

The dream is not black, but colored warm, sky full of dandelions.

In the sea-view bungalow, all the maids were standing in the living room. Everyone was trembling and shaking, and the atmosphere was afraid to come out.

Unlike the warmth from the outside, this small ocean-view bungalow is as cold as a **** on earth.

"Sir, Mrs. Xuan Yuan is about to have a baby. Will she send her to the hospital or call a doctor for delivery?" Asked the butler.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room was a man in a white shirt and black trousers. His long fingers held a newspaper and looked down.

He didn't speak.

At this time, a maid upstairs screamed, "Sir, it's bad, the baby's head is coming out, but it's stuck, why is the doctor still not here, and the lady is bleeding. If the blood is broken, the lady will be in danger of life. Killed two lives! "

Ye Butler looked at the man on the sofa. The man was always reading the newspaper. He looked elegant and noble, born a king.

The picture turned around and went to the room upstairs.

The room was dark, the curtains were not opened, and they were all sealed. A woman was lying on the soft big bed. Her dark hair had been wet with sweat and all wrapped around that soft little face, and two small hands dragged The sheets were tucked tightly.

"Sir, you say something, the baby's head is stuck there, it's going to kill someone!" The maid outside was still talking.