Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 95: President Gu, Don’t Tell Me You’re Jealous

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Tang Mo’er’s skin was delicate and soft. Having been jabbed at by the man, her face quickly reddened. The cold water trickled down her cheeks to her neckline, causing her red collar to become wet. It was embarrassing and she felt her ears flame up.

She immediately raised her eyebrows, her two small hands forcefully pushing at the man’s strong chest. “President Gu, are you crazy?”

Gu Mohan’s walked forward and pinned her against the jade wall. His three slender fingers pressed on her forehead. He stared at her and said, “You looked happy when your ex-fiancé kissed you. Why are you so unwilling for me to touch you?”

He saw Su Zhe kissing her?

Tang Mo’er licked her red lips nervously. She could not feel his anger in the pub earlier, but it was hard to ignore, now that they were alone in one room. This man was very well-cultured and would never show his temper towards a woman in public and embarrass her. However, behind doors, it was a different story. She would not be able to escape his vengeance. His eyes were deep and foreboding, he looked angry enough to rip her to shreds.

Tang Mo’er smirked. She looked at him in a charming manner. “President Gu, don’t tell me you’re... jealous?”

Looking at the smirk that was hanging on her face, Gu Mohan pupils darkened. He immediately leaned over and covered her crimson lips with his.

Ah!

Tang Mo’er’s bright and clear eyes dilated as he completely obstructed her line of sight. All she could see was him. All she could feel was him pressing his strong body against her. His black shirt was wrapped around his broad shoulders and chiselled chest. His torso was thick and his arms were toned and she was encompassed by all of him. Light from the crystal chandelier in the bathroom shone onto his hair, giving him a dazzling gold halo. Such men would move women easily and she was no different.

He contained her soft lips and applied a forceful pressure, easing her petal-like lips apart. His mature aura had become more significant and he held her slender waist firmly within his grasp. Lifting his eyebrows, he forced his tongue into her mouth. There was the embarrassing sound of water sloshing but she couldn’t bring herself to care.

Tang Mo’er turned numb, but her body was soft and she felt weak. She had no energy left. His overbearing hot kiss had robbed her of her senses and she was pulled along by him and swallowed by his entirety.

At this moment, Gu Mohan lifted her by her hips and placed her on the counter in a relaxed manner. His lips never left hers as his body squeezed between her legs. His large hands started to caress her feminine curves with wandering intent and he groaned against her body.

Tang Mo’er quivered in anticipation, her body heated and irrational, when she suddenly woke up like the flick of a switch, at the sound of his voice. She turned her head to avoid his kiss. “No, I don’t want this!”

Gu Mohan frowned as she broke the kiss. His blood started to boil and his two hands pinched her small face as he said unhappily, “What are you playing at? You’re still not happy with the price and want to increase the fee?”

As he said this, he patted her face and continued, “50 million for a night, it’s not cheap, is it?”

Tang Mo’er scowled at him. Her delicate body has been forced into a small corner by him, just like a white rabbit who was struggling against a wolf.

Her knees went together and kicked out at his six pack to push him away. She screamed, “Get out!”

Gu Mohan did not move. His two large palms were still on her body and he continued to caress it, ignoring her fury. “I’ll give you your nomination. Just spread your legs apart for me and show me a perfect split. I want to see.”

Tang Mo’er was at a loss, she had no words.

Although she had been in the entertainment industry for a long time, she had never accepted sexual favors, however she had heard plenty of stories. It was said that many rich men would pick up girls at high end clubs and throw them insane amounts of cash in return. All they had to do was to aim for a ‘perfect split’.

The wider they opened their legs, the more they would expose. In doing this, they would satisfy the perverted desires of those sleazy men.

Tang Mo’er looked at the man in front of her and suddenly realized that although this man had never played a woman before, it didn’t mean he didn’t know how to do so.