Gu Mohan picked up his good-looking sword eyebrows, and then hugged the woman horizontally.

Yan Dong opened the door of the presidential suite, Gu Mohan stopped when he walked to Huo Beichen with Tang Mo'er in his arms, his deep narrow eyes stared at Huo Beichen, "Don't let me see you touch her next time, or I will chop off your hand." ”

“…”

Gu Mohan hugged Tang Mo'er into the room.

……

in the room.

Tang Mo'er was placed on the handmade carpet, Gu Mohan walked to the desk and put the file down, then raised his bony palm to unbutton the suit, put the gray suit on the back of the chair, he rolled the buttons of his white shirt and turned his head to look at her, "Next time, don't wear such a sassy out." ”

Well, he... I'm angry.

Looking at the contour of his cold side face, Tang Mo'er pursed her cherry red lips dissatisfiedly, "Where am I dressing? ”

She obviously wears it normally, just a silk suspender nightdress, which she usually wears to events.

Hearing this, Gu Mohan pulled out his long legs and walked over, his tall body wrapped in a white shirt and black trousers with a condescending sense of overlook, "You didn't wear it, Beichen pressed you just now, if you dare to show it, I dare to guarantee that you will be wheeled on the street." ”

Tang Mo'er twitched her red little nose stupidly, and the densely combed feather fell down, and she muttered to herself, "It's not my fault that I'm so beautiful, it's not my fault that a man wants to press me to think about it, are you so careful to be angry with me for this little thing?"

“…”

Gu Mohan stretched out his big palm and picked up her palm-sized face, only to see that her nose was red and her eyes were red, as if she was about to cry.

His eyes sank, "What's wrong today? I shed tears when I said two words from you, huh?"

He was jealous, as long as he thought of Huo Beichen pressing her against the wall, he felt stuffy in his chest, if he was not mistaken, Huo Beichen's pants were still hard in the crotch.

"On me... Bleeding, Gu Mohan, did I have a miscarriage?" The woman's voice was thin, revealing helpless squeamishness and pity.

Gu Mohan was stunned for a moment, and then his gaze fell on her thighs.

The silk nightdress only covered her knees, and a drop of blood dripped down the inner white thighs of her legs.

The taboo visual impact darkened the man's gaze, and he stretched out his slender index finger to pick at the hem of her skirt.

"What are you doing?" Tang Mo'er quickly pressed his big palm and didn't let him lift it.

"Tang Mo'er, have you forgotten whose woman you are now? The inside of your skirt is also mine. The man's voice became hoarse, and he was as strong and domineering as ever.

Tang Mo'er's face turned red, and she accidentally got into his car again, and at this time, her legs were cold, and her nightdress was lifted up.

The soft and pale little face was instantly covered with a layer of shame, and she folded her legs together, not daring to raise her eyes to look at him.

Gu Mohan rolled his Adam's apple, and the strong impact in his vision made his eyes a little scarlet, this woman was here to torture him.

"You're not pregnant, how can you have a miscarriage?"

What the?

Tang Mo'er looked at him in shock.

"That time you took Chinese medicine, I only entered a small half, and even your membrane was not broken, you are still a virgin now, it is impossible to get pregnant. He said succinctly.

Tang Mo'er gasped, it took a full minute to digest his words, and two steps forward, she picked up her small pink fist and smashed it on the man's strong chest, "Why didn't you say it earlier, you did it on purpose, you also deliberately used me to get pregnant to force me to fall in love with you, you bastard!"

Gu Mohan let her hammer, and he pouted her red lips with his handsome eyebrows.