Chapter 165 Reconciliation

He didn't really leave.

He's back again.

Tang Mo'er stretched out her soft white hands to wipe the tears on her face, but more and more tears came out. She knew that she was in a panic, so she gave up struggling, suffocated her little head, and choked with sobs, " Why are you coming back? Didn't you just say that if you come back to me again, you'll be a bitch?"

Gu Mohan looked at her dull little head. From his condescending angle, he could see that her delicate and tender little face was covered with crystal tears, just like the tears rolling on the petals of a rose. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

He rolled his dry throat and said in a hoarse voice, "I just want to come back and see if you, a woman who describes herself as a vain woman, cry. If you cry, I can do it again." of."

When a man and a woman quarrel, the man takes the initiative to lower his head. It's not a big deal.

This girl bumped into him three years ago and has been firmly engraved in his heart ever since. He doesn't want to give up.

He wanted to give himself another chance.

Tang Moer's shiny shoulders were trembling more and more violently. Gu Mohan, she couldn't bear to see him like this.

"this is for you."

Tang Mo'er lifted her feathers like a dense comb, and there was a delicate rose in her sight.

He gives her flowers.

"When I was driving just now, I saw someone selling it on the street, so I bought one. I remember you were very happy when I gave you roses last time." He said.

Tang Moer slowly stretched out her little hand and took the rose into it.

The fragrance of the roses penetrated her mouth and nose.

Her wet eyes trembled, and her heart suddenly felt a layer of sweetness.

Gu Mohan squatted on one knee, stretched out his big, well-jointed palms to clasp her delicate ankles, and pulled the high heels out of the manhole cover with an easy lift.

After taking off the crystal chain of the high-heeled shoes, Gu Mohan held her snow-white feet in his generous palms and gently rubbed her sprained ankles.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked softly.

Tang Mo'er looked at him with tearful eyes. His rough and warm fingertips gently circled her, and the tingling feeling was very comfortable, making her pink toes curl up.

She looked at him, his thin bangs covering his eyelids, and his face was filled with tenderness.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." She whispered.

Gu Mohan stood up, stretched out his strong arms to wrap around her slender waist and picked her up, "Come up, I'll carry you."

The man's back is straight and broad, and the back line there is strong and smooth, making people unable to help but lean on it.

When a man carries a woman on his back, it is a deep love from the inside out.

"No, I'll go by myself...Hey!"

Gu Mohan directly carried her up on his back.

He held her firmly, letting her lie on his shoulders with peace of mind, with two crystal high heels still in his hands, "Mo'er, I will carry you around Yecheng, and you will forgive me. OK?"

Tang Moer's tears that had just stopped began to fall again, and she buried her face in his neck.

"Mo'er, let's not make trouble anymore and just make up, okay? I feel like I'm going crazy from being tortured by you, and I don't want to let go of your hand."

"Gu Mohan," Tang Mo'er choked in pain, "Actually, I don't want to die, but I don't want you to marry Lu Qier even more. What do you think I should do? My heart hurts so much, it hurts so much that I died."

Gu Mohan carried Tang Moer on his back with steady steps. Listening to her helpless and weak cry, he said softly, "Mo'er, I will not marry Lu Qier, and I will also take the other half of the antidote in her hand. It will arrive, I promise you.”

Does he have a plan?

Tang Moer knew that if she chose to be with him, she would be putting all the pressure on him, which would be an extremely difficult road.

However, she didn't want to let go.

"Mo'er, let me be honest with you. When I got engaged to Lu Qier, I really wanted to hide it from you. This was the environment I grew up in. My father was not at home all the time. My mother was a... deep-seated and resentful woman. Grandpa had a lot of problems. Loving me depends on how good I am and whether I can meet his expectations. Over time, I got used to being alone because there was no one around me to talk to, and no one to share my burdens and rely on."

"You are my woman, so I thought you just need to hide in my wings and let me protect you from the wind and rain, so I hid the engagement from you. I will give you enough respect and honesty in the future, Mo Son, it’s all my fault, I’m sorry.”

This was the first time Tang Mo'er heard him talk about the situation at home. His "I'm sorry" instantly made her burst into tears.

She thought of Huo Yanmei's slap on her face. His mother rejected and disliked her from the bottom of her heart. She also thought of his father Gu Tianling's dirty thoughts of trying to support her. At this moment, she was not for She hurts herself, but she only hurts for him.

She wondered what he would do if he knew all this?

His heart is also made of flesh and will hurt.

Why is it so easy for others to be with each other, but so difficult for her to be with him?

Tang Mo'er lay on his handsome shoulders and raised her moist little face, "Gu Mohan, I accept your apology. I forgive you."

Gu Mohan slowly raised his thin lips, and his deep narrow eyes overflowed with light joy and tender pity, "Mo'er, thank you."

"You are welcome."

Tang Moer twitched her red nose and wiped away all the tears on her face. She still decided to be with him.

No matter how difficult it is in the future, she will hold his hand tightly and never let go.

"You don't have to carry me anymore, let's go back."

"But I haven't carried you all over Yecheng yet."

"Then just owe it. This is a promise you owe me."

"good."

…

The two of them returned to the Rolls-Royce Phantom. Gu Mohan walked past the tall and straight body and stretched out his big palm to fasten Tang Moer's seat belt.

At this time, the woman's soft white hand stretched out and stuffed something into his mouth.

Gu Mohan chewed for a while and quickly frowned, "What is this?"

Tang Moer held a rose in her hand, and her clean eyes became extremely bright due to the baptism of tears, "Chocolate, do you like it?"

"dislike."

He doesn't like sweets at all.

“…”

"You have to eat it even if you don't like it. Didn't you say you're hungry? The chocolate will replenish your energy first."

Gu Mohan looked at the woman's charming face as big as a palm and said, "You still care about me being hungry. I see you and Jun Chulin are enjoying their meal."

“…”

Started to settle old scores.

This man with a small belly and chicken intestines.

"Mr. Gu, can I go back and feed you some food?" Tang Moer quickly changed the subject smartly.

Seeing the shrewd wisdom in her eyes, Gu Mohan pressed his three slender fingers on her shoulders and pushed her into the seat, "You are going to eat with Jun Chulin. Now, why don't you kiss me?"

Kiss him?