Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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This little cheat paper!

Gu Mohan stepped forward a few steps, leaned out his strong arms, hugged her willow-like waist, and pulled her back again.

Tang Mo'er giggled in his arms, and the laughter sounded like a crisp bell.

Gu Mohan tightened his arms and hugged her firmly, wishing to rub her into his bones and blood, sniffing the seductive aroma emanating from her under her nose, her sweet and soft body in his arms, he pulled down Thick curled eyelashes buried her head in her pink neck. "Madam, give me a hug."

Oh.

Tang Mo'er softened his body even more and let him hold it. She raised her head and looked at the sky. There must be many stars in the sky tonight.

"Mr. Gu, you said, can I still see it later?"

She took the half antidote just now, but she still can't see it.

Perhaps half an antidote is useless at all.

Gu Mohan's flexible thin lips touched the delicate muscles in her pink neck and began to kiss. The soft touch made him fascinated, "Don't worry, I will let you see. If half an antidote is useless, we will Think of ways to."

"Well." Tang Mo'er nodded strongly, and now she was not afraid at all.

Gu Mohan let go of her, "Come here, although we don't have a car, I can carry you back."

Back.

Villa Louis is far from home.

However, Tang Mo'er politely climbed up to his Ying Ting's shoulder. The man's two big bones held her hips firmly, and he carried her home steadily.

Although she is relatively light, she is also an adult girl, and he wasn't panting on her back.

This physical strength is really explosive.

Tang Mo'er held his two little hands around his neck, put his little red mouth over and kissed his handsome cheek, "Mr. Gu, are you a little wolf dog?"

"Yep?"

"The little wolfdog is so strong, he's full, and he can keep working."

Gu Mohan twisted Jun's face and caught her red lips and put it in her mouth. "I thought you would say that the little wolf dog sees you all day and wants to ... fuck."

"..."

"Mrs. Gu, I'm your little wolf dog. You feed me at night, and I work for you constantly during the day to support you."

"..."

Don't say it, dirty Mr. Gu!

...

Gu Mohan had no house, so he followed Tang Mo'er back to the small bungalow. Tang Mo'er didn't mind accepting him.

Opening the door of the room, Gu Mohan gently placed the woman on Ying Ting's back on the carpet. He stared straight at her, "I help you take a bath."

"Don't!" Tang Mo'er quickly jumped back a few steps, two slim arms guarding his chest, "I can wash it myself."

After speaking, she groped into the bathroom, and didn't want him to help wash it.

The woman was determined, Gu Mohan watched the door of the shower room slam in front of him and closed his eyes. He stretched out his tongue and licked the dry thin lips, then raised his hand to release the button of the white shirt.

The white shirt was off, and he had a naked upper body, wheat-colored and **** skin, a healthy chest, six packs of abs, and two trousers hidden in black belts. Zhang Zhang.

There was a pair of trousers on his body. The trousers were cut like a blade, and his screen was full of long legs.

At this time, "ding", a text message came.

Rub the palm of your hand into your trousers pocket and touched the phone. The text message from Jun Chulin --- happy wedding.

Gu Mohan's narrow narrow eyes walked for a while on these four words, and then he gave the phone a soft flick, leaving the phone on a soft big bed.

There was a sudden urge to smoke.

He found a cigarette pack in his trouser pocket. He held a cigarette on his thin lips and held a lighter in his hand to prepare for it. The man's tall and tall body bowed down and his eyebrows tightened.

In fact, he paid special attention to whether Jun Chulin had received her.

Every time he thought of what he saw in the hotel room that day, he felt a pain in his heart.

He doubted, but he didn't want to ask.

At this time, a soft whisper came from the shower room, "Yeah!"

Gu Mohan's erect body suddenly shook. He took the cigarette in his mouth and threw it into the trash can. He walked into the shower room, "What's wrong?"

Tang Moer stood under the shower, and the hot water had just turned on. She reached for a towel, but hit her frosted glass door with her forehead.

The soft white hand rubbed her forehead, and her sore tooth decayed, "It's all right, hit me, you're going out, I'm going to take a shower."

Gu Mohan didn't go out, he looked at her, the suspender wedding dress was already wet with hot water, and it was wet and affixed to her delicate and graceful figure. She is much thinner these days, but it should be pretty. Still playful, born stunner.

The three thousand blue silks that had been lifted from the wedding had been thrown down, and they were cluttered on her scented shoulders, and tiny drops of water splashed onto her soft little face as if sketched, red lips, white and white Skin, black hair, strongly stimulates the eyes of men.

Gu Mohan rolled his throat knot up and down, then pulled out his long legs and walked in.

Tang Mo'er knew he was here. As soon as his tall body came in, the space here became crowded. She quickly lifted up his little pink boxer and gave him a shot, "What are you doing ... 唔!"

Her slender wrist was pulled hard by the man, and she bumped into his broad and hard embrace, and her red lips were blocked instantly.

He kissed her.

His kiss was as domineering as ever, strong, yet gentle, with a strong long tongue to pry open her teeth. He allowed her delicate little tongue like a delicious snack.

"Call her husband for me, huh?"

He seduced dumbly over her white earlobe.

Tang Mor's face flushed and buried in his arms, and the combed feathers trembled, "Husband."

Husband.

Her soft waxy voice called "husband" to be particularly pleasant, with a tenderness and coquettishness.

Gu Mohan stretched out her slender fingers to catch her small jaw, and her hot and heavy breathing sprayed on her delicate skin. "How can I call my husband so charming, my bones have made you crisp. "

Tang Moer pushed him with a soft white hand. "Then you go out first, I want to take a bath."

"Don't wash it, get me one time. You are so beautiful in a wedding dress. The last time I saw you in a wedding dress in Jinhua Palace, I wanted to make you do that."

Gu Mohan hugged her to step forward and pressed her delicate body against the wall.

Tang Mo'er's pair of blank eyes looked forward, his face flushed like a blooming rose flower, his eyes were invisible, and he could particularly feel his overbearing demands and powerful plunder in such matters.

He even asked her to do this in a wedding dress.

She was shy, scared, and timidly called him, "Husband ..."

"Mrs. Gu, obediently, your husband wants you. You are my wife now. You can't get it for other men. You can only get it for me, you know?"