Gu Mohan pressed onto Tang Mo’er.
“Gu Mohan, you can’t!” A red-faced Tang Mo’er quickly pushed his wandering hand away.
Gu Mohan frowned unhappily, fixing her with his deep and fiery gaze. “Mo’er, don’t tell me you were just teasing me? I was ready to take it off.”
Tang Mo’er looked down. His black belt was already undone.
How fast!
“We need to go over to Young Master Fu’s place. It’s Little Lemon’s birthday, how can we be late?”
“How much time do we need?”
“An hour, but we need half an hour to drive there. Is half an hour enough for you?” Tang Mo’er raised her beautiful brows as she asked him. She seemed to be half-teasing and half-provoking him. Gu Mohan pinched her cheeks and swore.
“F*ck, it’s been a month since I touched you. I’m about to explode.”
Tang Mo’er stayed quiet.
Then she smacked his hand away. “It’s better that you put your belt on now rather than have to put your pants back on halfway, right?”
“Whose fault is this, hm? My dear wife, is this how you treat your husband?”
Tang Mo’er batted her long lashes, feeling a little guilty. It was true she had been neglecting him for a while. She had been so busy with King-back and the new show. As her husband, he had been nothing but supportive.
He hadn’t given her any pressure or burden, and would even bring Niuniu over to see her at work sometimes. Mr Gu had been good all this time.
But Xiao Zhu’s appearance warned her that something was wrong. Shiyu was right. Men like Mr Gu drew women to him naturally, so she had to keep an eye on him.
This was happening because she had neglected her duties.
“Darling,” Tang Mo’er said as she hugged his masculine torso. She was sitting down as he leaned forward with one leg on the sofa. She buried her face in his stomach easily and said coyly, “It’s been hard on you. Once I’m done with this busy period, I promise to make it up to you.”
Gu Mohan looked down at her raven black hair, and reached out to stroke the silky strands. “I can wait, but someone can’t wait anymore.”
Tang Mo’er released him quickly, her gaze landing on his black trousers. Her small face heated up. “Go and take a cold shower quickly. We need to go to Castle Guding soon. There’ll be many pretty ladies there later, so don’t you dare flirt with them!”
He was wealthy beyond belief and attracted attention just by standing there.
Looking at her coy act, Gu Mohan slowly lifted his hands and took off his tie, throwing it back into the bin. “Now you know why Xiao Zhu has her eyes on me. You couldn’t satisfy me properly, so I can’t hide this little buddy in my pants.”
Tang Mo’er blood rushed to her head. Was he showing off now?
She raised her slim legs to kick him.
Gu Mohan bent down and kissed her red lips. He said huskily with a smile, “You’re mine tonight! I’ve reserved you!”
With that line, he strode to the bathroom.
Tang Mo’er lifted her hand and rubbed her lips. Her skin was burning up after being teased by him.
Tonight…
But she had to film tonight.
…
At Castle Guding.
Little Lemon’s birthday party had started. Tang Mo’er and Lin Shiyu headed over to the toilet.
The two of them stood in the corridor and Lin Shiyu asked, “Mo’er, is An’an coming today?”
“I don’t think she canmake it. But An’an is already in Mexico, carrying out a mission.”
Lin Shiyu nodded, indicating that she understood.
“Shiyu, where are we?” At this moment, Tang Mo’er pushed open a door.
Lin Shiyu looked around. “I’m not sure as well. This castle is too big, I haven’t been here many times.”
“Shiyu, I don’t think the issue is with you being here too little, but that you were always doing something naughty with Young Master Fu whenever you came.”
Lin Shiyu froze a while before replying, “I think the one’s doing naughty things isn’t us, but you and President Gu, no?”
Tang Mo’er remained quiet.
Tang Mo’er had absolutely no comeback for that. She quickly sighed and said, “Our naughty times are always interrupted by Xiao Zhu. She even ran into Gu Mohan’s room and was caught by me.”
Lin Shiyu’s lashes quivered. Xiao Zhu had gone to Gu Mohan?
Her eggs had been successfully harvested today, shouldn’t Xiao Zhu be with Sikong right now?
She felt like something was wrong. Her sixth sense had always been really accurate.
At this moment, she heard Tang Mo’er’s surprised exclamation. “Wa, Shi’shi, what’s this? How beautiful.”
Lin Shiyu raised her eyes. In the next second, her footsteps halted as well. A beautiful chaplet and a robe embroidered with phoenixes hung in front of her.
Most weddings were western nowadays, with a wedding dress and a church, where they made a promise in front of God.
But as the Guding Family was Mexico’s oldest and most mysterious family, Fu Qinglun’s grand wedding would be held with miles of red carpet and traditional robes. The robe shimmered and glowed, like a luminescent pearl, so beautiful it took people’s breath away.
“Wow, it’s so beautiful.”
At this moment, several people entered as well. Everyone was stunned.
Tang Mo’er looked back. Enemies really tended to meet often. Qiu Cici and her other cronies were here as well. Within moments, they had spotted Lin Shiyu and Tang Mo’er and started mouthing off about them.
One of them said, “Cici, you’re the one Young Master promised to be his fiancee. You’re the owner of this robe. On your wedding day, Mexico will be draped in red. How many people will be jealous of you!”
Qiu Cici raised her head arrogantly and looked toward Lin Shiyu. “That’s right, I’ll be marrying Young Master. I know this woman can’t take it and wants to seduce Young Master. She covets my wedding robe as well, but I’m warning her to stop daydreaming.. Soon enough, I’ll be the Young Madam of Castle Guding.
Lin Shiyu’s beautiful face was emotionless. Tang Mo’er pulled her hand and smiled lightly. “Miss, if I had to guess the size of your chest, I would say it’s around 34D?”
What did she mean?
Qiu Cici froze for a second, before quickly turning arrogant. Her body was voluptuous and curvy and her chest was full. Her cup size really was 34D.
Which guy didn’t like a busty girl?
Qiu Cici looked at Lin Shiyu, her tone sarcastic. “Lin Shiyu, you’re probably only a 34C, am I right? Young Master will definitely like me more.”
Tang Mo’er scoffed. “But I estimate the bust size of this robe to be around 34C. It fits our Shiyu perfectly, don’t you think?”
What?
Qiu Cici’s expression contorted and became extremely ugly. She looked at the robes. Her figure was much fuller than Shiyu’s and Tang Mo’er was right. The robe seemed to have been made especially for Lin Shiyu.
“Shiyu,” Tang Mo’er said with a light laugh as she pinched Lin Shiyu’s soft hands, “Will you wait to ask for my hand when the time is right, and ask to marry me after you’ve come of age? Shiyu, how much of Young Master Fu’s heart has touched you? The chaplet, the robes and the town is all painted red. He is definitely here to ask for your hand in marriage.”
