Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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A 33-year-old man, in the past three years, he has deposited all the sharp killings on his body, and his status and wealth have superimposed his indescribable man charm. Now Gu Mohan has satisfied all the fantasies of women to men.

In the past three years, how many women have rushed to him.

Those young maids all blushed quietly, and felt that the male master's posture of lifting his foot and knocking the door was explosive, making people listen and scared, and the little deer rammed.

Boom, as soon as Gu Mohan stepped up on the second foot, the door opened.

The big boned palm rested on the door panel and pushed the door open. He pulled out his long legs and walked in. The little milk bag was lying on the bed, and a small ball was covered in the quilt. Even his small head was invisible.

"Gu Yelin, are you itchy?"

Gu Mohan's legs reached the bedside, "brushed" and lifted the quilt. His slender palm held the back collar of the small milk bag and lifted him directly.

All his patience has been exhausted, and he has been carrying this little milk bag for three years, both inside and out.

Today I saw the woman, her soft little face was more beautiful and tender than rose petals, and she went out to swagger, as happy as she could be.

The only thing was that she didn't look good without him.

Gu Mohan threw the small milk bag rudely on the bed, and patted his small palm on his small butt.

"Ah, my painting!" The painting in Xiao Niubao's hand fell on the sheets.

The big palm that Gu Mohan was about to hit suddenly stiffened in the air, and those deep narrow eyes fell on the drawing paper, "What is this?"

Xiao Gu Yelin raised his big eyes like a night pearl and looked at his father's place. "This is an assignment from a kindergarten teacher, draw a picture, draw our family."

Our family.

Gu Mohan looked at the painting paper, all of them in back view. A woman with a pretty figure and long hair was holding a small dot to stroll in the sun. It was extremely warm.

Little is the little Gu Yelin himself, this woman is the mummy imagined by Xiao Gu Yelin.

"This is my mummy. My mummy must be beautiful and beautiful. Like the fairy sister, she is wearing a beautiful dress and long hair. The key is that she is gentle and not like some tyrant!" Gu Yelin sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Gu Mohan's slap with some complaints and some fear.

"Tyrant" Gu Mohan paused for a moment, then took back his slap, "Me? Don't you say that we are good for our family?"

The woman was holding the little hand in her right hand, and the left side turned out to be ... bluse.

Bluse followed the mother and son with great joy.

His status has been replaced by bluse!

It's so outrageous.

The little milk bag stretched out her little finger and pointed to the corner of one side. "Here, where are you, Daddy?"

Gu Mohan frowned quickly, he was thrown behind, one person copied his trousers pockets with his hands, and the fart followed the mother and son and bluse.

How can this be true?

He stretched out his slender fingers to get the painting, but Xiao Gu Yelin took the lead to hide his painting under the pillow. I was standing in the corridor. "

With a slap, Gu Mohan raised his hand and gave him a slap, scolded displeasedly, "Keep your unfamiliar rabbit!"

The two grandfathers have lived together for three years, and this cub is always talking about his mum.

"Ah, the buttocks are like heart-piercing hearts, it hurts." Xiao Gu Yelin held her buttocks and fell to her bed all at once, mourning.

This little drama.

"Don't pretend, get me up and go take a shower!" Gu Mohan stunned his bed with a bad temper.

Grumbling, Xiao Gu Yelin quickly got up from the bed and ran to the shower room to take a bath by himself.

"Let Su Shi wash you." Gu Mohan looked at the little figure.

Gu Gulin protested, "No, I'm a boy, Su Shi is a girl, and you can't let girls see me."

"... Will you wash?"

"Yes, Dad, don't look down on people ... Ah!" A milk cry came quickly.

Gu Mohan, "..."

...

In the shower.

Gu Mohan walked over with long hands and kicked the little Gu Yelin who fell on the carpet.

Xiao Gu Yelin embarrassedly touched his little head. "Daddy, it was just a small mistake just now."

The small milk bag is very cute, Gu Mohan's tight brows slowly spread out, his voice deepened, "Undress and go in, I'll wash it for you."

Daddy bathed, Xiao Gu Yelin took off his clothes three times, five except two, and stood under the shower.

Gu Mohan raised his long fingers and took off the white shirt on his body, and then walked in.

Large and small, two men stood showering under the shower.

Xiao Gu Yelin worked hard to raise his head and looked at his own daddy. Daddy was so tall, one meter nine, like a towering tree.

The bright yellow light is plated on Daddy's face, and the contour lines are like carved out, delicate and perfect, handsome, so handsome, why is Daddy so handsome?

Although the small milk bag wants to mum, but the small milk bag also loves his own dad.

Gu Mohan squatted down on one knee, took the bath milk and applied it to the small milk bag. The small milk bag bravely asked, "Daddy, is my mum pretty?"

Gu Mohan's curled eyelashes moved like a brush, and there was no snoring.

Xiao Gu Yelin rubbed his body and rubbed a bubble of one hand. He suddenly rushed over and hugged Daddy's neck. The milk sounded sweetly, "Daddy, is my mum pretty?"

Xiao Ni Bao asked this question persistently.

Gu Mohan frowned his lips, "Well."

Well, pretty.

This is a response.

Xiao Gu Yelin smiled quickly and sweetly. "Is my mum the most beautiful woman I've ever seen?"

The little milk bag's eyes were watery and extremely bright, and Gu Mohan remembered the bright eyes, and he answered silently, "Well."

Never seen a woman more beautiful than her.

Xiao Gu Yelin covered her mouth and laughed. "I found a secret from Daddy."

"What secret?"

"I won't tell you."

Gu Mohan stood up and kicked on the bottom of the small milk bag.

"Ouch." Xiao Gu Yelin yelled.

Gu Mohan slowly lifted his thin lips and was still very grateful. Thanks for the little milk bag that came to his life and has been with him for the past three years.

...

After taking a good bath, Gu Mohan took out Gu Yelin and put it on the soft big bed. "I dress myself, and I will take a shower."

Just gave Xiaobu a bath, Gu Mohan's trousers and legs were wet, and the wheat-colored chest was filled with tiny drops of water. The drops of water followed his **** texture all the way into his tight waist. Wild.

"Well, Daddy go to take a shower, don't catch a cold," the small milkbag warned intimately.