Tmkoc Sex Stories Chapter 289 - You Were Having Dinner with Jun Chulin, How About Now, Do You Have Anything for Me to Eat?
Chapter 289 - You Were Having Dinner with Jun Chulin, How About Now, Do You Have Anything for Me to Eat?
Chapter 289: You Were Having Dinner with Jun Chulin, How About Now, Do You Have Anything for Me to Eat?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As Gu Mohan piggybacked Tang Mo’er with steady footsteps, he listened to her helpless sobbing and softly placated her, “Mo’er, I won’t get married to Lu Qi’er. I’ll get the antidote from her, I promise.”
Did he have a plan?
Tang Mo’er knew that if she made the choice to stay with him, she would place all the stress and burden on him. To be together, it would be an uphill battle for them.
But she didn’t want to let go of him anymore.
“Mo’er, I’ll be honest with you. When I got engaged to Lu Qi’er, yes, it’s true that I wanted to keep if from you. Growing up, I’ve always learned to deal with matters like this. My father wasn’t home most of the time, my mother is a... discontented woman. My grandfather only doted on me if I met his expectations. After all of these, I’ve become accustomed to being alone. This is how it always was. There was never anyone around to talk to, never anyone to share my burdens with and to lean on.
“You’re my woman and so I would like to protect you to the best of my abilities. This is why I hid the engagement plans from you. I didn’t want to worry you. I promise I’ll give you all my respect and be truthful to you in the future. Mo’er, it’s all my fault. I’m sorry.”
This was the first time ever Tang Mo’er had heard him mention about his family’s situation. Hearing his apology instantly made her tear up again.
She recalled the slap by Huo Yanmei. His mother hated her deep inside and she recalled that his father, Gu Tianling was trying to make her his mistress. At that moment, she didn’t feel bad for herself, she felt bad for him.
She couldn’t figure out how he would react once he learned about it?
He was a human with flesh and blood, his heart would definitely be in pain.
Gu Mohan chewed on it, instantly raising his brow, “What is it?”
Tang Mo’er held the rose in her hand and the tears resulted in her extra clear and glistening eyes. “Chocolate, do you like it?”
“I don’t like it.”
He didn’t like sweet stuff at all.
Tang Mo’er was speechless for a moment at his bluntness.
“Even if you don’t like it, you’ll have to eat it. Didn’t you complain about your hunger just now, have some chocolate to replenish your energy levels.”
Gu Mohan looked meaningfully at her tiny face. “You’re concerned about my hunger? Weren’t you having a good time with Jun Chulin at dinner just now.”
“...”
He was clearly starting to settle their past scores.
This petty man.
“Mr Gu, I’ll cook you some noodles when we head home?” Tang Mo’er intelligently shifted the topic.
Looking into her eyes, Gu Mohan pushed her shoulder against the chair with three slender fingers. “You were only just having dinner with Jun Chulin. Don’t you have anything for me to eat?”
What did he want to eat?
Gu Mohan leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, pushing his long tongue inside her sweet mouth, delving in and making sure her tongue was twisted in his.