Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle - Chapter 467

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“Mo Er, remember, you must remember, this is your Mr. Gu, your loved Mr. Gu, you must not forget him!”

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At night, Wu Yan was about to turn off the lights, when she suddenly saw that the lights in the kitchen were still on, with a tall, tall body standing inside.

Mr?

It’s so late, what is your husband doing in the kitchen?

Wu Yan went to the door and looked at it. Gu Mohan was standing at the washstand with his legs tall, holding a knife in his hand, and was cutting fresh bamboo shoots.

After cutting the fresh bamboo shoots and opening the meat slices, he had a book on his hand, Culinary Arts, which turned to the page of fresh bamboo shoots and fried meat.

Tang Mo’er likes to eat fresh bamboo shoots made by Jun Chulin, so he learns now.

Fresh bamboo shoots and fried meat were the first dish he learned, and he learned it for her.

Tang Moer was asleep. Gu Mohan wore a black shirt. The shirt was not tied into the trousers. It was hanging casually and lazily. The shirt buttons were loosened half, revealing half of his masterly chest. He The whole person was bathed in the dim light of the kitchen, showing a warmth of home.

The upper man in this business circle turned his hands over the clouds and rained his hands. In such a night, he retreated from all the prosperity and washed his hands to make soup for a woman.

The pot was hot and filled with oil. Gu Mohan poured the pieces of meat into it because he had no experience. A few drops of hot oil quickly splashed onto his hand and became red.

But he didn’t care, and continued to study his own dishes.

Wu Yan stood behind and looked at the scene, his eyes were red, and the gentleman was very kind to his wife.

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The next day.

Because of the long toss last night, Tang Moer got up late and got up at noon when she got up.

Opening the door of the room and going out, she looked around her bright eyes, but suddenly did not know who she was looking for.

Her brain was blank, and she even forgot Jun Chulin.

Red lips moved twice, who she wanted to call, but she couldn’t remember who to call, and she also forgot Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu’s name and name, she forgot.

As if something important in her life suddenly disappeared, she tried hard to search in her brain, but found nothing.

Blank.

She was standing alone in the living room, empty and blank, and suddenly she didn’t know what she should do.

Who is she

At this moment, a low magnetic voice sounded in my ear, “Mo Er, what are you standing there for, come here.”

Tang Mo’er glanced sideways. In the restaurant, Gu Mohan stood tall with long legs. He wore a white shirt and black trousers. He had a handsome face, a tall and straight body, and was elegant and noble.

Her soft little face lingered.

At this moment Gu Mohan pulled out his long legs and came over. He stretched out his big palm and held her little boneless hand. His deep voice showed warm pets. “Mo, hungry, let’s eat. . “

He took her little hand and led her into the restaurant.

There are three dishes and one soup on the table. Looking at the color and fragrance, and the bone winter melon soup, it is refreshing and delicious.

Wu Huan served two bowls of rice and laughed, “Ma’am, you have a taste of the dishes, they are all cooked by the gentleman.”

Tang Mo’er looked at the man next to him. His profile was handsome and smooth. It seemed as if she knew him, but she couldn’t call his name.

Did he cook for her?

Gu Mohan clipped a piece of fresh bamboo shoots and fried meat in her small bowl. “Mo Er, try it, it looks good or not.”

Tang Mo’er picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. Well, it was delicious.

This is probably the best fresh bamboo shoots she has eaten.

At this moment, she suddenly saw a large red face on the palm of the man’s big bones, and there were a few big blisters on her face. She felt a little **** in her heart, as if a thin long needle struck her atrium. same.

She quickly stretched out two delicate little hands and hugged the man’s big palm, and the soft fingertips touched his wound.

In Gu Mohan’s sight, she can see her half-feminine face, her black hair pinched behind her ears, revealing her white earlobe and exquisite facial features. Now she tightens her eyebrows, a pair of Distressed look.

“Mo Er, I don’t hurt, it’s okay.”

She felt so bad for him, enough.

Tang Mo’er trembled Yujie with a comb-like hair, Yan Hong’s small mouth came forward and screamed at his wound.

Whipping doesn’t hurt anymore.

Such a naive and cute action made Gu Mohan’s mouth radiate a faint and pleasant arc.

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After lunch, Tang Moer wanted to eat an apple.

But the apple was on the refrigerator. She was short and could not get it.

She lifted her small head, and those bright eyes were brightly looking at the apple. The apple was red, big and fragrant, and exuded a temptation. She lifted her toes to go enough.

However, it is still not enough.

At this time, a big palm with a clear bone joint protruded from her back, reached to the refrigerator, and directly took the big red apple into the palm.

“Here you are.” The man handed the apple to her.

Tang Mo’er turned around, Gu Mohan’s handsome three-dimensional face magnified in her sight, he wiped his trousers pocket with one hand, and handed the apple to her with one hand.

Now she was stuck between his wide and warm chest and the refrigerator, Xiu Qiong’s little nose smelled the clean and masculine masculinity emanating from him, especially charming.

This breath is familiar.

But the familiar reminded her.

She stretched out her tiny white hand to get the red apple in his palm.

But the man suddenly raised his hand, he held the big palm of the apple above the refrigerator, and Gao Taiying’s body suddenly pressed closer. “Want to eat? Tell me, who am I?”

Who is he?

Tang Mo’er looked at him with confusion.

Gu Mohan looked down at the soft, blank face in his arms, “Mo Er, have you forgotten me, call out, call out … Mr. Gu …”

Mr. Gu?

Mr. Gu!

Tang Moer’s mind suddenly burst into a lot of pictures, like a movie. She bumped into his arms three years ago and said-sir, you will be my man in the future.

Outside the Civil Affairs Bureau that day, she touched his handsome face with her soft fingertips-Mr. Gu, I won’t forget you, I won’t.

Mr. Gu.

Oh, it was her Mr. Gu.

She all remembered.

Tang Mor’s pair of bright bright eyes exuded a bright and pressing light. She rushed over, slammed into the man’s arms, stretched out two slim arms to embrace his exquisite waist.

This warm and fragrant little body was put into his embrace again, Gu Mohan felt that the whole heart was full, and her thin thin lips kissed her hair tightly against her hair. He moaned, , Call … Mr. Gu. “

He wants to listen.

He wanted to hear her call him Mr. Gu.

Tang Mo’er drew his red lips in his arms, and said glutinously, “Gu …”

The “Gu” didn’t say anything. She turned her eyes down and fell down.