Chapter 743
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The Rolls-Royce Phantom sped along the bustling streets. Gu Mohan glanced sideways at the woman. "Are you going to my place or yours?"
Tang Mo 'er knitted her pretty brows. "I want to get off."
Gu Mohan sneered. "Still pretending?"
Tang Mo 'er stretched out her fair hand and tucked her silky hair behind her cheek. "Are you going to pay me to pretend?"
"…"
Gu Mohan glanced at the woman impassively.
Tang Mo 'er continued to smile. "I wear a red dudou for all the men to see, that's called acting. If I wear a red dudou for only you to see, that's called filming a porn. How can it be the same?
"You wear a red dudou for both acting and porn. There's no difference. The only difference is whether I … want to take off your dudou."
"…"
"Let's go to your place." The man quickly came to a conclusion.
Tang Mo 'er pursed her red lips. "Niuniu …"
"Niuniu misses you."
Niuniu misses you.
These five words instantly melted Tang Mo 'er's heart. She missed Little Munchkin very much too.
…
Wishful Garden, in the single apartment.
Gu Mohan followed Tang Mo 'er back to the room. "I'll give you ten minutes to change."
"I don't have a red dudou here."
Gu Mohan curved his thin thin lips. "You want to wear nothing, alright …"
Tang Mo 'er directly ran into the bathroom.
Soon after, the sound of water flowing could be heard. She was taking a shower. Gu Mohan walked to the balcony and stuck one hand into his trouser pocket while the other held his cell phone. His deep and narrow eyes flickered. "Investigate the suspicious people at CC Bar … yes, don't let a single one of them escape."
After hanging up the phone, Gu Mohan lit up a cigarette. The scarlet flame danced on his fingertips and the lingering smoke blurred his handsome handsome face.
At this time, the bathroom door opened with a click, and a series of light footsteps sounded behind him.
Gu Mohan turned around and saw Tang Mo 'er standing behind him. Her dark chestnut-colored hair was wet and scattered over her shoulders. She was wearing a white shirt with a tinge of red underneath. Gu Mohan turned around and looked at Tang Mo' er.
"Take off your shirt," he ordered hoarsely.
Tang Mo 'er looked at him without moving.
Gu Mohan stretched out his long legs and in a few strides, he had already gotten close to her. With the cigarette dangling on his thin lips, he reached for the collar of her shirt and tugged it forcefully, revealing her red dudou underneath.
The woman's creamy white skin, red bellyband, jet-black hair, and that bright little face with red lips and white teeth were enough to ignite a visual feast for any man.
Gu Mohan's black pupils contracted violently.
His domineering actions made Tang Mo 'er's heart skip a beat. She immediately closed her shirt. "President Gu, are you done?"
But Gu Mohan didn't allow it. He held the cigarette in his mouth and as he spoke, ashes fell from his cigarette. "You're still lacking a gaze."
In that scene, the look in her eyes when she was wearing a red dudou seemed like she wanted to say something.
"President Gu, what kind of look do you want?"
"You were f * cked by a man, but you still want to seduce other men."
"…"
How could a man with such a handsome and noble appearance say such straightforward words?
Tang Mo 'er's delicate face suddenly turned cold. She struggled free from him and wanted to leave.
But the man held her svelte waist with one arm and pressed her into his arms. He took out the cigarette butt with the other hand and threw it on the carpet. He bent over and kissed her red lips.
He kissed her very forcefully, biting her delicate lips like a wild beast. Soon, she was bleeding.
The faint taste of blood filled his mouth and he wanted to stick his tongue in.
But Tang Mo 'er gritted her teeth and refused.
Gu Mohan let go of her and said in a low voice, "Open your mouth."
"President Gu, you're going back on your words. You said that I only need to wear a red dudou for you to see."
"You're only responsible for wearing the dudou. I'll do the rest."
"…"
Hooligan!
If she had known earlier, she would have let those two shadows teach him a lesson in the underground carpark.
Tang Mo 'er opened her red lips and wanted to scold him, but the man pressed his body down again and kissed her red lips. He took the opportunity to stick his long tongue in.
He ravaged her sweet mouth like a thunderstorm, sucking the sweet juice from it. He vented the dissatisfaction in his heart.
But after all, she was too sweet and soft. He couldn't bear to break her, so he used less force and hooked the tip of her tongue, as if he was eating a delicious sweetheart.
Tang Mo 'er didn't close her eyes, she just looked at him.
Two fair hands pressed against his broad chest, wanting to push him away. But his body was like a wall, she couldn't move him no matter how hard she pushed.
Gu Mohan was aware of her struggle. He tightened his arms and hugged her delicate body in his strong arms and warm embrace. His soft lips moved from her face to her fragrant hair and kissed her forcefully. "You called me Big Baby just now and now you don't like me anymore?"
He mentioned 'Big Baby' again …
Their bodies were pressed together and their breaths were entwined. It was a very intimate position. Tang Mo 'er's delicate face blushed and her fingers gripped his black shirt tightly. "President Gu, please have some self-respect."
"I'm already having self-respect. If not, I would have done it with you long ago. Tang Mo 'er, do you like me?"
Tang Mo 'er, do you like me?
The man's voice was husky and magnetic as he said those words. His voice drifted into her ears and she felt goosebumps all over her body.
His handsome face was right in front of her, and at such a close distance, he looked so handsome and elegant. His eyes were like a brush brushing against her delicate skin, and her breath was filled with his clean, masculine scent.
Did she like him?
Tang Mo 'er hadn't thought about it, but her heart was beating a little faster now.
He looked at her with a burning gaze. He was waiting for her answer.
"I …"
At this moment, a melodious ringtone sounded. Tang Mo 'er had an incoming phone call.
Her cell phone was placed on the counter behind her. She stretched her hand out to take the cell phone, but a large hand reached for it before she could.
Gu Mohan glanced at the screen. It was an unknown number.
"President Gu, give me the cell phone."
Gu Mohan raised his arm and didn't let her take it. "What's so shameful about it?"
"President Gu, do you know that you're like a resentful husband checking on me?"
Gu Mohan held her down and didn't let her move. His deep and narrow eyes were fixed on her face. He pressed the button to answer the call.
A magnetic and pleasing male voice was heard on the other end. "Hello, Little Momo."
Little Momo?
Such an intimate way of addressing him made Gu Mohan's gaze harden. He moved his thin lips and said, "Your Little Momo has gone to take a shower."
Upon hearing such a male voice, the person on the other end was startled and quickly said, "You're my Little Momo's gigolo?"
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