Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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After sending the news, Tang Moer regretted it a bit. He's in a meeting now. Early in the morning, she took such ambiguous topics to talk to him?

She must face up to the identity between the two again, she is a little Tang Moer, and he is from the great man of the imperial capital, there is a Lu Qier beside him, she wants to keep a distance with him.

Moreover, he had an abnormal desire for her, she refused, then from now on, the two should return to the status of strangers.

But the news was sent, and it couldn't be withdrawn, so forget it, maybe he couldn't see it at the meeting.

But the next second, "ding", the reply came quickly.

He returned.

Tang Mo'er opened it and had a dream --- It is always good to have a dream, and the small dough will be kneaded too. I will help you achieve it.

"..."

Tang Moer dropped his phone directly on the bed, this old driver!

...

Ten minutes later, Tang Moer changed her clothes. She was shocked to find that 82C's Nei Yi was not too small or small. What a fool, her chest shrank?

Maybe she subconsciously wore a larger Nei and thought she was really big. In fact, she was 82C. The man named Gu Mohan was more familiar with her size than she was.

Opening the door of the room, she went out of the bar and walked on the street. At this moment, she saw a luxury car parked on the side of the road. The luxury car stopped after a violent shock, and then the windows opened.

A pair of men and women embracing each other in the back seat. The man's shirt was messy. In the pants, the woman sat on his thigh, his face turned red. At a glance, he knew it had just finished.

"Mr. Han, you are so fierce. You just hurt others just now. Didn't Qin Yawen satisfy you?"

"Teach her what to do. Although she is milfs and still has the charm, you are much younger than her."

"Mr. Han, you are so good!"

Tang Moer saw a familiar face, Han Dong. On his thigh was a woman in her twenties, an unfamiliar tender model.

Han Dongsheng's handsome style and current, also understand the wind and snow, so Qin Yawen's heart can be held tightly in the palm of his hand. In these years, he paid great attention to maintenance, Qin Yawen outside to make money for him, he eat soft rice to raise Xiaomi, So he is still very young in his fifties.

When Han Dong and Mengmeng flirted, they felt a cold sight on his face. He looked at Tang Moer.

He froze.

Tang Mo'er gave him a cold look, and then stepped on his heels without expression.

Maybe Han Dong's eyes stayed on Tang Mo'er was too long, so Mengmeng also followed his eyes, "Isn't this Ye Tang's first beauty Tang Mo'er, but also President Han ... stepdaughter."

Mengmeng has been following Han Dong for a long time, so she knows something insiders don't know.

Han Dong retracted his gaze and pinched Mengmeng's tender face. "Stepdaughter? You can be my stepdaughter at this age. Let's play the game of stepdad and stepdaughter. You call my father."

Mengmeng was stunned for a long time. She knows that many men have metamorphosis requirements, but for so long with Han Dong, he has been gentle and considerate. How can I see Tang Moer playing such metamorphosis games? Is it?

At this moment, Han Dong rolled her over, let her lie on the window, and then she felt a pain in her body. She screamed, "Mr. Han."

With a slam, Han Dong slapped her hips, her face was exaggerated and twisted, "What do you want me to do?"

"…father…"

"Good," Han Dong held her little face from behind and kissed forcefully. Mengmeng felt pain, but she didn't dare to scream. The reflection of Han Dong's face was reflected in the window. Wind-current, even a bit twisted.