Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 72 - Hoping to Allow You to Grow up

Chapter 72: Hoping to Allow You to Grow up

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The fierceness of his kiss made her legs buckle and her heart tremble. She bit her lower lip and his powerful tongue forced its way through her widened lips and into her delicate mouth.

Ah!

Tang Mo’er slipped downwards. She could not stand such an intimate kiss, it overloaded her senses with a kaleidoscope of lights and fireworks and ignited a fire inside. It took her breath away, filling her instead with his intoxicating scent.

Gu Mohan kissed her for a while, he was addicted to those teasing lips, they were soft and fragrant, begging him for more. She started to pull away slightly, he opened his eyes to see her face flushed and enticing. Her eyes were dazed and unfocused, “What do you want, huh?”

Tang Mo’er mustered up her courage and flipped him around, pinning him to the wall. They had switched positions and she looked at him in determination. “You. As my male prostitute.”

Seeing this wild cat offering herself so solemnly, Gu Mohan smirked his eyes glittering dangerously, “Have you saved enough money?”

Tang Mo’er pressed onto his sleeves and plucked out the loose strings from his shirt. She said provocatively, “I don’t have any!”

As the pain alleviated, Tang Mo’er hugged herself tightly and cried as though she had suffered many grievances under his hand.

Gu Mohan rasped impatiently in a low voice as he crossed his arms, “Tang Mo’er, why are you still crying, who are acting pitiful for?”

Tang Mo’er could not hear clearly what he had said. She felt uncomfortable. Her body was hot and it hurt like she has been torn to shreds. She felt like she was going to explode. Fat tears continued to stream down her face as she hugged herself.

Gu Mohan got off the bed. He stretched out his long fingers into his suit. He needed a smoke.

...

Huo Beichen’s voice could be heard from the door.

“Second Brother, do you and Beauty Tang still need the antidote?”

‘Bang!’ The room door slammed open and Gu Mohan stood at the door.

The man was messy and disheveled, his shirt was loose and his trousers crumpled. His brows were furrowed and sullen, exuding a silent and unrestrained demeanour. He looked extremely unsatisfied.

Huo Beichen had never seen his second brother so disheveled before as he was so used to his clean and handsome appearance.

“Second Brother, you look like you just came back from war. It must have been exciting!”