Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Gu Mohan’s gaze was on her face, it was passionate to the point it was bordering perverted. Tang Mo’er quickly averted her eyes away, she didn’t know or want to know what was in his dirty mind.

In the end, she did not get any medicine for the pain and just left after thanking the doctor.

“Mo’er, let’s head back now.” Gu Mohan took her hand.

Tang Mo’er instantly retracted her hand, she didn’t want him to hold her hand.

Gu Mohan’s gaze riveted onto her chest. She had been dressed in loose dresses ever since she discovered her pregnancy. The fabric in front of her chest was a little wet. “Mo’er, you…”

Tang Mo’er lowered her eyes and her face instantly flushed red. She hurriedly covered up her chest with her arms.

She was only 22 years old and the sudden change from being a maiden to a soon-to-be mother was too much for her. What was she going to do?

…

Returning to the room, Tang Mo’er wanted to close the door but a leather shoe appeared and stopped the door. Gu Mohan’s hand was on the door and he easily pushed it open.

Rolling her eyes, Tang Mo’er just about had enough of him. Her chest was hurting and she couldn’t be bothered dealing with him any longer. Letting go of the door, she walked inside the bathroom.

But he followed her from behind and lifted her up, placing her on the bed.

“Gu Mohan, what are you doing?”

“Mo’er, be good and just lie here. I’ll help you with a hot compress.”

Help her with… a hot compress?

Before she had time to register his words, Gu Mohan had already brought over a basin with hot water in it. He wrung the cloth out and tried to lift her dress.

“No, I’ll do it myself!” Tang Mo’er held onto her dress, not allowing him to lift it up.

Gu Mohan sat on the side of the bed, glancing at her before he grasped her wrists, placing them above her head.

It was cold. Her dress had already been lifted up by him and she felt a warm sensation as he placed a hot towel on her chest.

There was no way Tang Mo’er could refuse any longer, she could only bury her face in a pillow. He had rolled his sleeves up, revealing the luxury watch that adorned his wrist. No matter what he did, he looked just like royalty with his distinguished aura.

But he was also annoying at the same time.

“Gu Mohan, let go of me, I can do it myself!” She struggled again.

“Stop moving!” He added, “Mo’er, haven’t you heard of the idiom, swift as a hare [1. As nimble as an escaping hare when going into action]?”

Swift as a hare?

Tang Mo’er took a few seconds to figure out what he was saying, before she stretched out her legs to kick him after realizing what he meant.

Shameless!

Gu Mohan didn’t avoid her kicks and just let her continue.

He bent down, kissing her lightly on the cheek. “Mo’er, you’re not allowed to go out without wearing a bra, okay? Don’t you know men are easily seduced when they see your chest like that? Men are not as innocent as you think. If I can tell that you’re not wearing one, other men are also able to tell. They’ll all look at your chest.

“It’s a messy situation right now, don’t assume that Lu Jinwen has really left. The influence left behind by him is undeniable.”

Tang Mo’er lowered her eyelashes, she knew for sure that Lu Jinwen would never leave. Even the way he had left so quickly was totally abnormal. But she just couldn’t figure out where he was hiding at and what he was planning to do.

The man was an enigma.

“Other men are not as lecherous as you, only you would stare at my chest!” She replied indignantly.

Gu Mohan smiled. “Oh? I don’t agree with your statement. For one, Meng Che doesn’t seem to be any less lecherous than me. But I’d be even more lecherous than him, if it was you we were talking about.”

“… Gu Mohan, why are you so proud? Being lecherous is nothing to be proud of!”

Gu Mohan raised his brows, not saying a word. He then crouched down and whispered in her ear, “Mo’er, after you give birth to the baby, is our baby going to… feed on those breasts of yours?”