Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Su Zhe's black pupils shrank, even ... it was him!

Gu Mohan!

This is Ye Cheng. Gu Mohan is the premier business nobleman in the capital. Ordinary people have no chance to see it. They also see it in financial magazines or on television. Actors like Tang Moer and Han Xiaowan who do not care about business are competing for DHA You end up fighting for endorsements, but they don't know the true face of Mo Han at all.

Who is Su Zhe? He is a business executive. Of course, he knew Gu Mohan, and he recognized it almost at first glance.

He was shocked and surprised, but he did not expect that the imperial business nobleman really came to the little Yecheng.

It even appeared at his engagement banquet.

"Who is this man, wow, so handsome, I'm licking the screen!"

"He's definitely the best-looking man I've ever met, and none of them are better-looking and stylish than those male stars!"

Su Shuiqin was drooling. She couldn't wait to run next to Su Zhe, delicately coquettish, "Brother, who is this man, can you introduce him to me, I like him so much."

Facing these noisy sounds, Gu Mohan stopped in the middle of the hall, and he gently lifted those deep and cold narrow eyes to patrol the audience.

The audience was quiet for an instant, and even a needle fell off the carpet. You can hear that this manly field is too powerful. He is born to be worshiped by the king, making people want to kneel down and worship him.

Gu Mohan retracted his gaze, then pulled out his long legs and walked in front of Tang Mo'er.

The woman in his eyes at this moment was horrified and terrified, like a deer in a cage. She dragged the knife handle against her own powder neck, and her clear and clear eyes lost focus.

He slowly raised his good-looking sword eyebrows, with a look of disdain and contempt, "Tang Moer, you can be a bit stupid, but you still have a good skill now, what do you do?

He stretched out his palm, and the pure white sleeves on his sturdy wrists came out of his suit, clean and charming.

Holding the sharp blade with his slender two fingers, he slowly pulled the blade out of her small hand.

Tang Mo'er's nerves were strained to the extreme, and due to the medicinal reasons, she was a little unconscious. "Ah, don't touch me!"

She screamed excitedly, and the sharp blade cut off the delicate skin around her neck instantly.

Gu Mohan's eyes darkened, and his thumb and forefinger suddenly spread out. He firmly grasped the sharp blade and did not let her hurt herself. "Let go!"

"President, you are injured." Yan Dong immediately stepped forward, because Gu Mohan's palm was immediately pulled out of a bloodstream.

Gu Mohan made a gesture to stop Yan Dong from coming forward.

He stretched out another big palm and held down Tang Mo'er's head. With a little force, his right palm slowly pulled out the handle in her hand, and the low magnetic voice seduced, " Be good, Mo Er, let go, don't hurt yourself. "

Listening to this familiar voice of Wen Chong, Tang Mo'er's eyes were a little bit focused. When Gu Mohan's Zhang Jun face zoomed in her eyes, she was a little confused, "Gu Mohan?"

"Well, it's me. Don't be afraid. I'm here. With me, no one can bully you." Gu Mohan threw the knife on the red carpet.

There was a warm current ripping from her cold limbs, her heart trembled, and her delicate body was soft in the arms of the man.

Gu Mohan took the opportunity to stretch out a healthy arm to hug her soft waist, and then hugged her horizontally.