Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

She asked if he would be willing to play along?

This arrogant woman!

Gu Mohan knitted his brows deeply. “Tang Mo’er, what are you treating me as? Someone who will sell his own body for money? Heck, I’m not that sort of person, so don’t think you can have me!”

“…” Tang Mo’er looked at the man’s furious expression and stood up. “Gu Xiao’er, I admire your character, but don’t ever think of getting the password from me.”

“Tang Mo’er, you must be tired of living!”

Gu Mohan strode forward and pushed Tang Mo’er down onto the soft, large bed.

Having already seen this coming, when she fell, Tang Mo’er quickly stretched her hands out to hug his neck. Both of them rolled onto the bed.

Gu Mohan was on top and Tang Mo’er was beneath him.

Gu Mohan felt that he was pinning a soft and fragrant young girl’s body beneath him. Her maidenly was entwined with the faint fragrance of her shower foam, and it was unbelievably enticing.

F*ck, women were such a filthy bunch of people. Why was she not the same? Was she made of water? What the heck was this ridiculous softness?!

Gu Mohan swiftly got up while placing his hands on the sides of the bed. He looked down at the small, beautiful face and said coldly, “Take your hands off me! Don’t you dare hug my neck!”

“Gu Xiao’er, kiss me.”

Gu Mohan was stunned. “What did you say?”

“Don’t you understand? Then I’ll kiss you.”

Tang Mo’er raised her head and kissed his soft lips.

Gu Mohan’s deep eyes narrowed instantly. He had actually been kissed by a woman!

This was the woman’s lips?

Why was it so soft and fragrant and delectable?

What the hell?

Gu Mohan wanted to push her away, but Tang Mo’er extended her pink tongue and licked the outline of his sexy lips before releasing him promptly.

Gu Mohan jumped off the bed immediately, as if it was blazing with scalding fire. His lips were wet from the saliva she had left behind.

“Tang Mo’er, you even dared to lick me with your tongue?”

Sh*t!

It was utterly disgusting!

Tang Mo’er climbed onto the large bed and hugged Little Munchkin, who was already in deep sleep. She arched her exquisite willowy eyebrows and flashed the man a mocking smile. He deserved it!

Gu Mohan turned around and ran into the bathroom. He scrubbed his lips fervently with a towel and soon his lips became red and swollen.

Damn, this was all Tang Mo’er’s fault, that wretched woman! She did it on purpose!

Gu Mohan returned to the room. “Tang Mo’er, you…”

His voice trailed off because Tang Mo’er had already fallen asleep.

Tang Mo’er was hugging Little Munchkin and both of them portrayed a heartwarming scene. Her hair was scattered about messily and the warm light from the bedside lamp illuminated her beautiful face.

Gu Mohan’s heart skipped a beat at this scene. This woman looked gentle and delicate when she was not being a shrew.

Ah, forget it. He wanted to sleep too.

But now Little Munchkin was sleeping in the inner side of the bed and Tang Mo’er was sleeping in the middle of the bed, and so he could only sleep on the outer part of the bed.

That meant that he had to sleep with this woman, and that she would be sleeping between both father and son.

Gu Mohan lay on the bed reluctantly. He moved closer to the side of the bed and tried to distance himself from her.

There. Gu Mohan closed his eyes in satisfaction.

A few seconds later, Tang Mo’er rolled over and her delicate body seemed to fold into the man’s embrace.

Gu Mohan’s eyes flew open immediately. He looked down to see Tang Mo’er’s head nestled in his muscular chest and her hand around his trim waist. Her fair feet were even wrapped around his long legs.

She was like an octopus attaching herself onto his body.

Damn it, Tang Mo’er, you even want to take advantage of me when you’re asleep!

Gu Mohan knitted his brows in distaste. He placed his palm on her forehead and pushed her further away. He had just pushed her away when Tang Mo’er rolled back into his arms like a round ball.

“…”

F*ck!

The next morning, the bright sun rays shone through the window. Tang Mo’er’s luscious lashes quivered and she opened her eyes gradually. All at once, she saw Gu Mohan’s handsome and chiseled face.

She was sleeping in Gu Mohan’s embrace and her hands were still wrapped around his muscular waist.

“Wow, Daddy and Fairy Sister are hugging together to sleep. I can’t look!” At this moment, Little Munchkin woke up and he covered his sleepy eyes with his little hands.

“…”

“Tang Mo’er, how long more do you want to hug me?”

Tang Mo’er looked up. Gu Mohan had woken and his gaze had landed on her face. His deep voice was tinged with hoarseness from having just woken up and it sounded incredibly sexy.

Tang Mo’er withdrew her hand as quick as lightning.

Little Munchkin looked at his own Daddy and cocked his little head in confusion. “Daddy, why is there such a huge lump in your pants?”

Gu Mohan, “…”

Tang Mo’er looked down at Gu Mohan’s trousers. Her gaze became evasive and her delicate face flushed red.

At this moment, Gu Mohan promptly threw the blanket onto Little Munchkin’s face and got down the bed. He glanced sideways at Tang Mo’er and said, “This is morning wood. Don’t think too much.”

After washing up, the family of three exited the hotel room.

Gu Mohan looked at Tang Mo’er. “You’re not intending to tell me the password?”

Tang Mo’er smiled. “No.”

“…” Gu Mohan stuck his hands into his trousers pockets and tilted his chin slightly. “Give me money then!”

He had lost 1.5 billions dollars and all his assets had been frozen. He was now penniless and could only ask for money from her.

“…”

Tang Mo’er initially did not want to bother with him, but after some consideration, she rummaged through her bag, took out a few notes and stuffed them into his arms. “For you.”

Gu Mohan counted the notes. One note, two notes… and that was it.

Two hundred dollars? She had only given him a measly two hundred dollars!

“Tang Mo’er, are you giving money to a beggar?”

“Gu Xiao’er, two hundred dollars is sufficient for your expenses for a day. If you say another word, I won’t even give you this two hundred dollars!”

“…”

With that, Tang Mo’er took Little Munchkin away,

Gu Mohan froze on the spot. He stared at the woman’s pretty, but conceited retreating back and clenched his fists in hatred.

Soon later, a smile played on his thin lips. He took out his cell phone and dialed Yan Dong’s number. “Hello, Secretary Yan, I want you to send out a message to the socialite circles in Capital. Tell them that I am conducting a round of interviews and whoever succeeds the interview will get to be Niuniu’s mother.”

Tang Mo’er brought Little Munchkin to the hospital for a check-up. Little Munchkin had made a full recovery. At this moment, she saw a tall and familiar figure along the corridor. It was Lu Jinwen.

There was a young and pretty woman standing beside Lu Jinwen. The woman’s head was bowed and she was touching her own stomach…