Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 292 - You’re Trying to Brush Me off That Easily?

Chapter 292: You’re Trying to Brush Me off That Easily?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Gu Mohan’s firm waist was instantly numb when he realized that she was merely teasing him!

He held onto her delicate waist and pushed her down, both of them toppling onto the huge couch.

With his strong body towering over Tang Mo’er, her long silky hair scattered all over the couch. Under the lights, her smooth skin glowed with a luminous radiance and Gu Mohan leaned forward, wanting to kiss her.

But a fair hand interrupted him, blocking his lips with the teasing tips of her fingers.

Tang Mo’er’s eyes were moist and clear. Reflecting a loving gaze, she pouted her red lips while whining, “Mr Gu, you’re injured, you’re not allowed to do anything stupid!”

Gu Mohan’s distinct, large palm held onto the back of her head, slowly pecking her palm. “Baby, you’re not understanding enough. I’ve already removed my pants and now you tell me you’re overly concerned about my injury? You don’t need to tell me anything else, just answer my question, did you miss me?”

He placed her tiny hand in his large palm and guided it down onto his trousers...

“...”

Tang Mo’er rolled over and leaned against his muscular chest, her voice lazy and sensual. “I miss you.”

Leaning towards him, she pressed her soft, fragrant lips against his.

Her silky black hair was brushing against Gu Mohan’s handsome face, making him feel ticklish and he stretched out his slender fingers to tuck her hair behind her ears. He raised his brows while continuing to kiss her. It was said that since the olden times, gentle men were bound to be heroes. This saying was clearly true.

After a heavy bout of intense kissing, Tang Mo’er felt her tongue going numb and she ended it, burying her blushing face in his chest. Mmm, his scent was clean, fragrant and masculine.

Gu Mohan’s Adam’s apple bobbed prominently in his throat as he held her tightly in his arms. “You’re trying to brush me off that easily with just a kiss?”

Tang Mo’er didn’t move, the kiss was sufficient to make her feel so comfortable that she was feeling too lazy to move. The only thought blossoming in her mind was that she wanted to stay in his arms forever. “Mr Gu, when your injuries get better, I’ll give you something even better.”

Gu Mohan smirked, his voice low and deep, “I’ll be returning to the Capital tomorrow morning and be there for around a week. The finals for the DHA Queen will begin two days later and the shoot will happen at the Jinhua palace. You can head there first. I’ll return soon, hm?”

The finals to determine the DHA Queen?

Tang Mo’er frowned, she had already been blacklisted by Gu Tianling.

Biting down on her soft lip, her teeth grazed down, almost drawing blood as she pondered how she should break the news.

Two slender fingers picked her tiny jaw up and she made eye contact with his deep and narrow eyes. When he opened his eyes, though they were fully bloodshot, his gaze was still sharp and incisive, he looked at her while asking with a calm tone, “What’s the matter, are you hiding something from me?”

Tang Mo’er stretched out her tiny hands and hugged him around his strong waist, answering instead, “When are you going to break up with Lu Qi’er? In the public eye, Lu Qi’er is still your fiancée, I’ll have to behave secretively with you. It’s like we’re having an extra-marital affair.”

In an instant the topic changed.

Gu Mohan’s facial expression instantly became more gentle as he kissed her on the forehead. “Mo’er, trust me, I’ll handle everything properly soon enough. Since you threw away half of the antidote, we’ll have to get the other half.”

Tang Mo’er nodded. “Okay. Good night, Mr Gu.”

...

Two days later.

Tang Mo’er brought Qi Xi alongside her to the Jinhua Palace. When she had woken up the next morning, Gu Mohan had already left and the DHA management released her name, officially beginning the finals.

Jinhua Palace was situated in a restricted corner of the palace, and the owner of that palace was Mr Meissen.

Unexpectedly, Tang Mo’er met a familiar figure once she entered the place.

“Shiyu, why are you here as well?”