Chapter 737 I Like... You

As soon as Gu Mohan got on the bed, the swing bed began to shake. He raised his slender fingers to take off his black coat and whispered, "Did that kid Lu Yeming make this for you?"

"Why do you call my brother a kid?"

Gu Mohan took off his coat, then held her soft little hand and placed it on the buttons of his suit, motioning her to take it off for him, "Why, I can't call him that?"

Tang Moer gently unbuttoned his suit, pouting her bright red lips, a little coquettish, "My brother is now the Duke of the West, you can't call him a kid in front of outsiders, what if one day he ascends to the throne and rules the world?"

"If that day really comes, I will still be his brother-in-law. An elder sister is like a mother, and a brother-in-law is like a father. Let him work hard, and I will be the emperor in the future."

"..."

What is he talking about?

Tang Moer clenched her fist and hit him directly on his handsome shoulder.

Gu Mohan let her hit it, then held her soft little hand and placed it on his heart. With his other big hand, he hugged her fair shoulders and held her in his arms. He lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead, "Are you angry? Mo'er, do you like your Mr. Gu or your brother?"

Tang Mo'er felt so sweet, a sweet feeling melted in her heart. Such whispers in the early morning were indescribably tender.

"You are different."

Tang Mo'er answered, Lu Yeming is her brother, and Mr. Gu... is her close lover.

How can these two people be compared?

I don't know why he asked this incredible question?

Gu Mohan lowered his waist, and his flexible thin lips kissed her face, "I want an answer, do you like your brother or me?"

As he said, there was something in his hand and he handed it to her.

Tang Mo'er looked up and saw a rose.

The rose that had just bloomed was still stained with tiny water droplets, and it was extremely beautiful.

There are more and more varieties of flowers now, but Tang Moer still loves roses.

Tang Moer, who was once in the limelight, is a rose-like existence.

She stretched out her slender white hand to take the rose, put it under her nose and sniffed it, with a faint fragrance.

She felt so good at the moment.

"Do you have an answer now?" Gu Mohan asked.

Tang Moer raised her little head, and looked at him with her bright and clear eyes, "I like... you."

She had been bought by a rose, so she could only apologize to her brother first.

Brother, I'm sorry.

Gu Mohan raised his thin lips and smiled softly, "You still have some conscience, and it's worth it that I miss you every night."

He kissed her red lips gently.

Tang Moer's little face flushed and kissed him, and soon he deepened the kiss and put his long tongue into her sweet belly.

Tang Moer shyly but actively wrapped his tongue tip and gently kissed.

Gu Mohan pretended to overwhelm her, and the two rolled into the wide swing bed.

The swing bed swayed and rippled, Gu Mohan turned over and lay on the bed, his strong arms around her shoulders, letting her lie in his arms.

He had lost a lot of weight during this period, his handsome features became more three-dimensional, and there was a little tired bloodshot in his eyes, he was very tired.

G.K and Gu's officially merged, and the huge business empire merged with Gu's, the leading giant that stood in the imperial capital for more than 300 years. The economy of the whole Asia and even the world has ushered in the era of Gu Mohan.

During this period, he became a workaholic, flying back and forth.

Tang Moer felt sorry for him and blamed herself. When he was so busy with his career, she couldn't be with him.

She stretched out her slender white hand and slowly stroked his handsome face.

Gu Mohan looked at her sideways, his voice was a little hoarse, "Think about it?"

"..."

Tang Moer quickly retracted her little hand, not thinking about it.

"Heh," Gu Mohan laughed softly, he was really tired, "I have an important meeting tomorrow morning, go to sleep first."

He hugged her and closed his eyes.

Did he come here in such a cold state just to... hold her to sleep?

Tang Moer lay softly in his arms like a kitten. She lowered her eyes and sniffed the rose in her hand. It smelled so good.

At this time, the man's hand moved and reached into her skirt...

Wasn't he asleep?

Tang Moer quickly pressed his big hand and said in a coquettish voice, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Gu Mohan turned sideways and slept face to face with her. His low and hoarse voice overflowed with a bit of coquettish strength, "Moer..."

Tang Moer's eardrums were numb when he called her, and she had no strength to resist.

She closed her eyes and let go of her little hand.

"So good, this is the correct posture for a man to hold a woman to sleep."

"..."

What a fallacy?

...

Tang Moer opened her eyes again. The bright morning light outside had already penetrated through the layers of gauze. She had actually slept until now.

She stretched out her little hand and touched it. There was nothing around her. Gu Mohan had left.

He had an important meeting in the morning and got up very early.

How many hours of sleep can he get every day now?

Tang Moer sat up, and a black coat slipped off her body. It was the coat that Gu Mohan took off last night.

She pulled the collar of the coat to her nose and sniffed it. It smelled clean and clear, masculine.

The smell of Mr. Gu.

She got up from the bed, went into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, put the beautiful rose in a crystal bottle, hung his black coat on the hanger, and then took out the iron to iron his clothes.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Lu Yeming's low voice came from outside the door, "Sister, are you up?"

"I'm up, come in."

Lu Yeming pushed open the door of the room.

He stood by the door with his tall and long legs. Tang Moer looked back at him and smiled, "Yeming, good morning."

Lu Yeming's eyebrows moved slightly. Tang Moer today was completely different from the Tang Moer who cried secretly last night.

Last night she was at a loss, but today she was wearing a red dress, her black hair like satin was tied into a low ponytail, her bright eyes were golden and fragmented, with gentle and moving waves.

Lu Yeming's eyes fell on the rose on the windowsill, and then fell on the black coat she was ironing in her hands.

Gu Mohan came last night, he knew.

Lu Yeming's handsome face showed no emotion. He curled his lips slightly, "Sister, let's go downstairs for breakfast first."

"Okay."

Tang Moer put down the iron in her hand and walked out of the room.

The two of them were walking down the stairs. Lu Yeming looked at Tang Moer, "Sister, do you want to go to the engagement party of the Silver-faced King tonight?"

The Silver-faced King's engagement party?

Tang Moer frowned, "Yeming, is the engagement party of the Silver-faced King and Miss Shi real?"

Lu Yeming nodded, "Okay."

"No!" Tang Moer quickly refused.