Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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In the apartment.

The doctor in a white coat walked out of the room and whispered to Jun Chulin, "Master Jun, I have bandaged the wound on the knee of the patient. There is no major problem, just a bruise. It's intense, she needs to rest. "

"I see." Jun Chulin nodded.

The doctor left the apartment, Jun Chulin walked into the room, a dim light was on the bedside table, Tang Moer was lying on the bed, her small slap was pale and there was no trace of blood.

The comb-like Yu Jie trembled twice, and she slowly opened her eyes. The blank clear eyes slowly looked in the direction of Jun Chulin, "Jun Shao."

Jun Chulin bent down, "Mo Er, can I get you a glass of water?"

"No need." Tang Moer held out his soft white hand and grabbed his horn. "Can I ask you to help me?"

"You said." Jun Chulin softened his voice.

"Gu Mohan is in the bar. Can you help me find him?"

Gu Mohan again.

Jun Chulin's handsome face did not show any emotions, "You just ran out yourself just to find Gu Mohan?"

Tang Moer nodded his head, "Well."

"Since you are so reluctant, then tell him clearly that you are hurting yourself and torturing Gu Mohan like this."

Tang Mo'er's eyes were red, even Xiu Qiong's little nose was red. "Actually, I'm afraid of death. I'm really afraid of death. I'm even more afraid that I'm dead. What should Gu Mohan do to let him? I was driven out of Gu's house for nothing, but how far can I go with him. "

Jun Chulin felt ripples in his heart. Two people who love each other always think more about each other. Maybe this is not necessarily the best.

He can judge from a sane perspective, but she cannot.

How happy it is to be loved by her.

"Okay, I promise you, I'll go to him now, but you also promise me, don't run away and sleep at ease, okay?"

...

Jun Chulin took the car key and Maybach was galloping on the road. He went to CC Bar to find Gu Mohan.

At a traffic light, Maybach and the Rolls-Royce Phantom passing by passed by.

In the Rolls-Royce Phantom Car, the beauty was sitting in the front passenger seat, she was shaking, she couldn't help but want to scream, because the car was too fast.

She glanced at the man next to her, Gu Mohan was expressionless, because his expression was too expressionless, his handsome and mature outline was full of infiltrating cold, his boned palm was pressed on the steering wheel, and he stepped on the throttle. At its maximum, Rolls-Royce Phantom is on the road.

The girl is dizzy and wants to vomit, feeling that she may float out at any time.

An hour has passed, and the woman the man was waiting for didn't come. Slowly, the whole man was wrong.

"Sir, could you stop first, I want to get off!"

Gu Mohan didn't seem to hear anyone talking, his deep narrow eyes stared forward without squinting, and his sturdy chest began to pant up and down.

She didn't come.

He went to bed with other women-she didn't care, she never came.

Gu Mohan really looked down on himself, he must have been drunk before thinking of calling her and asking her to come.

He sent himself to trample her again.

Ten minutes later, the Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped downstairs in the apartment. He glanced coldly at the beauty, "Go!"

The beauty opened the car door and fled.

Gu Mohan drew a pack of cigarettes, drew a cigarette, and then ignited the flames. He clenched his sword eyebrows and began to swallow clouds and fog. His smokey eyes fell on her through the window. On the apartment.