225 Gu Mohan, Will I Die? (2/2)

Gu Mohan felt something though he was behaving calmly, he looked at the woman on his lap with a loving gaze. He wanted to hug her so tightly that she would fuse into his blood and bones. He wanted to become one with her.

”Go to sleep, Mo'er. I'll just finish this cigarette. After you wake up, I'll carry you to the bathroom to have a shower.” Gu Mohan leaned forward and kissed her tiny face.

Tang Mo'er was really sleepy, she closed her eyes.

Gu Mohan hugged her delicate body with one hand while he smoked a cigarette with his other hand, his deep and narrow eyes gave away a sharp gaze amongst the smoke.

…

Lu Yan had brought An'an back to his apartment and went inside the master bedroom. After some time, the sound of water stopped and the bathroom door opened, letting in a cold draught of air. Lu Yan walked out confidently with a black silky bathrobe draped over his body.

The strap of the bathrobe was loosely tied, exposing his muscular chest. He had perfectly tanned skin and unlike Gu Mohan's lean, muscular figure, Lu Yan was considerably more bulky and his strong muscles were extremely defined even without much flexing. A firm eight pack defined his abdomen, framed by a narrow, defined waist. His black trunks could be seen underneath and all in all, he was an extremely sexy feast for the eyes.

Here was a man who would easily satisfy others' sexually.

Taking his phone from the counter, he dialed a phone number. ”Hello, Qi'er.”

”Hello, brother.” Lu Qi'er's sweet voice was on the other end of the line.

”Gu Mohan has promised to be engaged to you.”

”Really, brother?! That's great, you're the best!”

With a smirk on his lips, Lu Yan stood beside the counter with his tall build, holding up a limited edition bottle of French red wine and poured some inside a wine glass. As he swirled the decadent liquid around the crystal glass, his voice was lazy and languid. ”Did you instruct for Tang Mo'er to be kidnapped and sent out onto Long Er's yacht?”