Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Mr. Gu, I like you so much ...

The soft glutinous voice of the girl was like a feather gently crossing Gu Mohan's peaceful heart lake, and then rippled round and round.

She said she liked him so much.

Gu Mohan's deep narrow eyes overflowed with a touch of soft color, this girl is very embarrassing.

Now her soft little mouth was still on his pliable thin lips, and the fragrance was overflowing. He rolled the throat knot carelessly, and then kissed her back.

But the girl loosened her hands and fell into the quilt.

"..."

Gu Mohan's two articulated palms are still propped up on the side of the bed, and the girl has buried her soft little face in the quilt, and sweetly entered the dreamland.

After she was choked, she went to sleep!

...

Early the next morning.

Tang Moer hurried to Gu's, and she overslept again. On the first day of her internship, she didn't want to be late.

As she entered the lobby, an elevator door was about to close, and she called quickly, "Sorry, wait for me."

She pressed the elevator button and the elevator door opened.

She pulled out her long legs and walked in. "Thank you ... well, Mr. Gu ..."

Gu Mohan.

Today Gu Mohan wore a black fleece coat. Inside the coat was a clean white shirt and business vest. The clothes were ironed without any wrinkles, exquisitely elegant and noble.

Secretary Yan Dong is also there.

Gu Mohan's deep narrow eyes glanced at Tang Mo'er, expressionless, cold and alienated.

Tang Mor's smile touched a cold nail, but this did not affect her mood, because he carried her back to the school dormitory last night.

She even fell asleep in his car.

Tang Moer stood opposite the man, and those bright bright eyes stared straight at him.

I can see Mr. Gu early in the morning, it feels great.

Gu Mohan felt her sight. He glanced through the elevator mirror. She wore a light yellow sweater under her jeans and three thousand blue silk scattered lazily on her shoulders, and her hair on one side came to her ear Later, her delicate and charming features were revealed, and she was full of the beautiful shaohua of a 21-year-old girl.

Now she had a bright face, and those clear eyes Gu Pan looked at him as if they were hooking-leading him.

He wiped his trouser pocket with one hand, and Gao Yingying turned to show her away.

At this moment, a soft waxy voice sounded in his ears, "Mr. Gu, your pants are unzipped."

Gu Mohan's elegant and noble complexion was stiff, and he looked down at his trousers.

His pants chain is fine.

She teases him.

puff…

At this time Yan Dong secretly laughed. It was the first time he saw the president teased.

Gu Mohan quickly lifted his handsome eyelid and looked at Yan Dong with sharp eyes.

Yan Dong coughed, stood upright, and switched to a professional secretary within a second.

Gu Mohan's narrow eyes fell on Tang Moer's small palm face, and he lifted his thin lips. "Miss Tang, is this a joke, is it fun?"

Tang Moer blinked playfully, "I'm sorry Mr. Gu, I read wrong."

Whoever makes him so cold and cold is a lie, she lied to him.

Gu Mohan stared at her severely immediately.

At this time, "ding", the elevator door opened, Yan Dong said, "Miss Tang, you're here."

The staff office is not on the same floor as the president's office, so Tang Moer arrived first.

"Mr. Gu, then I'll go, see you later." Tang Mo'er went out and waved his tiny white hand to say goodbye to Gu Mohan.

The girl's frowning smile disappeared in sight. Her light yellow sweater was a bit short, probably this style. When she waved her hand, the S-shaped waist was loosing, and the person with a narrow mouth in a porcelain vase Can't help but pinch her thin waist.

She was born beautiful, and now she is still so swaggering.

She can wear each piece of clothing with a unique charm, hidden caution, beauty everywhere, and grab men's attention.

Gu Mohan rolled his throat knot carelessly. Early in the morning, she was thrown out of her anger.

Tang Mo'er walked into her office, at which time the two female employees talked behind her, "Why did Tang Mo'er come out in the VIP elevator dedicated to the VIP president?" ...

...

Tang Moer found her desk, because the design director did not arrange the task, so she took out all the scraps of paper in the bag, and then covered it with tape.

A design manuscript was torn like this, maybe the paper was missing, and it was almost impossible to get it back.

However, Tang Mo'er dangled her comb-like Yu Jie very patiently, and some missing points, she sketched with a pen.

Although she is not as good as her mother's design skills, it is also a happiness to be able to fill in her mother's design manuscripts with her own hands.

It's like mom is beside her.

Unconsciously, it's almost time to get off work. At this moment, the design director came over, "Tang Moer, go, tonight you will join me in a social entertainment."

...

Tang Moer followed the design director to the CC Bar. There were several people in the bar's luxury box, VIP customers from the United Kingdom, and Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan sat on the main seat in a dimly lit place. He took off his thin overcoat, a white shirt and a business vest wrapped around him. The vest tied his exquisite waist, with two long legs below Elegantly stacked together, he held a red wine glass in his right hand and shook casually.

"President, Mr. Dewen, here we are," said the design director.

As soon as Dewen saw Tang Mo'er, his eyes brightened, he quickly reached out and clasped Tang Mo'er's slim arm, and pulled her to sit beside him. "General Manager, when has your company had such a beautiful PR, this is my first time. see."

Every company has a beautiful and beautiful public relations, especially in such entertainment occasions, entertaining those VIP customers.

Tang Mo'er hid aside, she explained with the corner of her mouth, "Mr. Dewen, you've misunderstood, I'm not a publicist."

Talking of Tang Moer's bright eyes, Gu Mohan looked at him, hoping that he could make a clearance for her.

In Gu Mohan's sight, Dewen held Tang Moer's small, boneless hand, and took her into her arms. Dewen's hand was very dishonest, pinching on Tang Moer's fragrant shoulders.

Tang Mo'er was struggling uneasily, probably jealous of Dewen's identity. She was struggling to a small extent, and a few strands of hair were tangled in her beautiful powder neck. Her wet eyes looked eagerly. Holding him.

Gu Mohan's handsome face did not change much, but he looked up at the design director.

The design director is cold and sweaty, but she ca n’t help it. The most beautiful public relations company in the company is taking a holiday today. The leave is the most greedy and beautiful, and it ’s very picky for women. Who else is more suitable than Tang Moer.