Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Gu Mohan raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Hey," the knock was very rhythmic and powerful. "Mo Er, open the door quickly!"

There was no response.

Gu Mohan's handsome features were still covered with cold raindrops, which made his silhouette look very cold. "Mor, beloved, open the door, you know, this door can't stop me."

It was still silent.

Gu Mohan narrowed his eyebrows and began to undulate his chest. At this moment, Huo Beichen took a key and said, "Second brother, the key is here."

Gu Mohan took the key and quickly opened the door.

The room was dark and the lights were not on. Gu Mohan pulled out his long legs and walked in. The soft big bed was empty and no one was there.

What about Tang Moer?

Gu Mohan's narrow, eagle-like narrow eyes swept around the room, and then fixed in a dark corner.

A small group shrank in the corner.

With a "snap", Gu Mohan turned on the wall lamp in the room and saw the scene in front of him, his black pupil shrinking suddenly.

The maid had replaced her with a clean white skirt. Now the skirt was stained with blood, and a knife was thrown on the carpet. Her slender Hao wrist dangled weakly on the carpet, and a scary blood stain on the Hao wrist. A pool of blood meandered like a stream.

She even cut her own wrist with a knife.

She held her other knees tightly with another slim arm, and buried her small face in her knees. Her long hair spread down and covered her entire face. She was so silent and lifeless. Sitting in the corner.

Huo Beichen was shocked when he watched this scene. Suddenly he felt his heart shrink tightly and it hurt.

The feeling was so strange that he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Gu Mohan stepped forward slowly, then squatted down. He stretched out a large palm and pressed firmly on the girl's bleeding wound. The blood was hot and her body was cold.

Like ice, there is no temperature.

Eyes fell a little on Scarlet, Gu Mohan looked at her, she was like a porcelain doll that fell to the ground, broken and numb, making him afraid to touch.

The big boned palm stretched out tremblingly and clasped her back of the head. He held her gently and forcefully in his wide and cold arms, "Mo Er, Mo Er, what happened to you?"

Tang Mo'er hurts so much. Acacia is very toxic and she can't carry it.

So she found a small knife and cut her wrist.

Watching the blood flow from her bright wrists, her brain's consciousness was also a little bit empty, and she found that she could not feel any pain.

Mo Er.

Mo Er.

Who is calling her?

This voice is so familiar, so low and magnetic, she flashed in her mind the scene she met three years ago, and she bumped into his arms. His first sentence was --- I don't know you.

In fact, she was thinking that if she didn't get involved with him then, she would think of other ways to escape, so that she would not lose her heart.

In this way, she would not be so hurt.

Tang Mo'er moved his cold body, and then all the senses were clamoring for pain.

hiss.

She snorted in the man's arms.

Hearing this, Gu Mohan's mouth breathed, the male's throat rolled up and down, he closed his eyebrows heavily, and held her in his arms. At this moment, he could not wait to rub her into his own blood.

He didn't know how to write the word "afraid" in his whole life, but he was so afraid just now.

He was afraid he would lose her.