Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 2: Crashed into his car (2)

Simple three-character, low and magnetic voice.

Tang Moer swears that this is definitely the best sound she has ever heard.

She opened the door and sat in quickly.

The driver drove.

...

In the still car, Tang Moer was a little embarrassed. This car was a high-end custom, not stained with dust, and she was a little embarrassed. Not only was the dress on her body dirty, but a piece of skin was scratched on her knee. Dirty his car.

He stretched out his two arms and hugged himself. He didn't feel it just now, but now he felt that his body was getting hotter and warmer, and there seemed to be ants in his bones.

She bit her moist lower lip with fine white teeth and raised her eyes to look at the opposite man. His attention was not on her, but on the file.

He was so good-looking, with three-dimensional lines on the side of his face, even better than her fiance, Su Zhe.

His body is also good, with wide shoulders, narrow waists and long legs, and he does not lose those international male models at all.

The noble and elegant breath emanating from him attracted her eyes like a sucker, she felt more and more uncomfortable.

"First ... sir ..."

When Gu Mohan looked at the file, he heard the girl opposite him calling him, his voice soft and waxy, and he heard his eardrums crisp.

He raised his eyes.

The girl's eyes became watery, and even a bright little face burned a little young charming. She looked at him, stumbled and said, "Sir, can you ... please do something?"

"Say."

"You're too ... pretty, and if I can't help but pounce on you later, can you ... knock me out?"

driver,...

It's okay, not embarrassing, the woman who flutters at the gentleman is like a moth.

Gu Mohan raised a good-looking sword eyebrow, and those deep, narrow eyes were stained with a faint smile, "OK."

A few seconds later, the girl's soft voice rang again, "First ... sir ..."

Gu Mohan raised his eyes again.

A soft and fragrant body fluttered over, "Sir, you are so beautiful, can you ... let me kiss?"

She wrapped his neck around her two small hands and blocked his thin lips.

The lips were silky and fragrant, and the girl's lips were soft like jelly.

Gu Mohan's muscles were stiff and his breathing was tight.

He didn't reject women's kisses, or ... women.

He raised his good-looking sword eyebrows, then reached out and pushed her away from the girl's incense shoulder. "Want me to stun you, huh?"

Tang Moer looked at him with a big slap face, he had a clean and masculine smell, which was particularly good.

She became more and more confused, and even his handsome face coincided with Su Zhe's, sitting boldly across his slender waist, two thin white legs entangled in his trousers. She stretched out her little hand and pulled the belt around his waist. "Su Zhe, what's wrong with you, why did you hit me? I'm Mo Er, Mo Er is uncomfortable ..."

Su Zhe?

The girl was calling the name of another man on him, Gu Mohan's deep narrow eyes were cold, he raised his hand and lifted her directly from his leg.

Tang Mo'er didn't stand still, and fell down on the soft wool carpet.

Alas, it hurts.

There was a layer of clear tears on her eyes, and her body feeling made her helpless. She just wanted to cry uncomfortably, looking at him, her little mouth trembled with aggrieved cherries. delicate and charming.

"Su Zhe, you really hit me, oh ..."

Gu Mohan held up her forehead, and she made a lot of trouble. She put down the file. He squatted down on one knee, stretched out his palm and rubbed the girl's small head, softly, "Sorry, I didn't mean it, don't cry Yep?"

Tang Mo'er is like a little milk cat. She gives her nose a little sugar, and presses her nose on her face. Two little hands grab the shirt on the man's chest. She **** the little red nose wings and grumbles, "Hug."

"..."

The man stretched out his big palm and clasped the girl's waist, and hugged her into his arms. He was dumb and helpless. "Gu Mohan, remember my name and wait until I grow up."

Tang Mor's eyes were dark.