Chapter 369: Mr. Gu goes slowly, I won't send it
Jun Chulin looked at Gu Mohan's handsome face, this man has always been the top person in the shopping mall, turning clouds and rain, life and death, so his methods are strong and domineering, and he can spoil people to the sky when he spoils people, and similarly, when he abuses people, he also abuses them to death.
Tang Mo'er had a great influence on him, and could even affect this man's mind, making him a little sick and crazy now.
Jun Chulin picked his good-looking sword eyebrows, but he was not provoked, after so many years of mixing in the power and art world, the more angry he was, the more rational he became.
"Mr. Gu, then you go slowly, I won't send it. ”
Touching a soft nail, Gu Mohan's deep narrow eyes instantly turned cloudy.
Jun Chulin stood up straight and came to Gu Mohan's side, he lowered his voice and laughed softly, "How good Mo'er tastes, you know, I know, so Mr. Gu is out of control, I can understand, but you cherish it, after all, this time is the last time." ”
Gu Mohan's handsome silhouette was immediately clouded, worthy of being in the world of mixed power, and the speech was too much, and as soon as he said this, he could pick the key point.
Jun Chulin simply said two points, first, Tang Mo'er, I have also slept, and second, Tang Mo'er, you won't be able to sleep in the future.
No matter which of these two points is enough, Gu Mohan will change his face.
Jun Chulin didn't look at Gu Mohan a second time, he pulled his legs and entered the room.
……
In the room, there was a pungent smell of luxury, a smell left after passion.
Jun Chulin walked to the head of the bed, "snapped", and turned on the dim wall lamp.
Tang Mo'er was lying on her side on the bed, the snow-white silk was covered under her fragrant shoulders, and her exposed fragrant shoulders and delicate pink neck were all bite marks and kiss marks left by men.
She was tortured miserably, her little face the size of a slap was extremely pale, and her little body trembled.
It hurts.
"Mo'er, is there anything I can help you with?" Jun Chulin said softly.
Tang Mo'er closed her eyes, her breath wandered, and now she couldn't even say a word, her small mouth moved a few times, and she didn't make a sound at all.
Finally, she shook her head slightly.
"Okay, then you rest first, I'm outside, what's the matter, you call me. Jun Chulin walked out.
The ears were quiet, the whole world was quiet, Tang Mo'er trembled like a comb, and big tears fell silently and painfully.
Then, slowly, she pulled the silk quilt over her little head, and the whole person shrunk into the quilt, crying silently.
Jun Chulin stood outside the door, leaning lazily against the wall with his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes became sharp as he listened to the cry coming from inside.
It's really too easy to deal with Gu Mohan.
……
Soon, there were only three days left before the wedding.
In the midst of intense preparations for the wedding of the century, Lu Qi'er came to see Gu Mohan, "Mohan, when will you give me the only ring?"
Gu Mohan sat on the black leather chair, there were a lot of documents piled up in front of him, but he didn't read them, he was holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, and he was swallowing the clouds.
During this time, he was particularly heavy smokers.
He was wearing a dark blue shirt, black trousers, and a leather chair away from the desk, and his two long legs were not superimposed, but stretched forward lazily, so that the crotch of the man's trousers looked straight and wild, Lu Qi'er peeked at a large lump of things dormant there, and her face was already quietly red.
Gu Mohan bit the cigarette in his mouth, and his deep narrow eyes glanced at Lu Qi'er faintly through the layers of smoke, "When you get married, I will personally wear it on your hand." ”