887 Little Sister (1/2)

What? Help him change?

Tang Mo'er lifted her eyes to look at the man on the bed. His black shirt and black trousers were plastered to his body, the thin material revealing his firm muscles underneath. Helping him to change would require taking off his clothes.

Tang Mo'er shook her head. ”I'm not helping him change.”

Niuniu looked at her innocently. ”Mommy, why?”

”My hand hurts,” Tang Mo'er replied abruptly.

”Why does Mommy's hand hurt? Let Niuniu blow on it.” Little Munchkin quickly flipped Tang Mo'er's palms over, tiptoed and blew on his mom's palms.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door and pushed it open. A maid walked in. ”Mrs Gu, Mr Lu sent me to help President Gu change his clothes.”

Tang Mo'er lifted her eyes to take a look. This maid was beautiful. She was in a long dress and her voice was sweet.

More importantly, her gaze was glued to Gu Mohan, and she seemed interested in him. Her dad Lu Jinwen was the one who sent this maid.

”Then help my Daddy change his clothes soon, or he's going to catch a cold!” Little Munchkin was really worried about his daddy!

Hearing Little Master's words, the maid immediately walked forward to the side of the bed.

The maid rejoiced silently as she gazed at Gu Mohan's handsome face. Water vapor rose from his body, making him look unruly and attractive. She bent down and started unbuttoning his black shirt.

The buttons were loosened one by one, revealing his toned body. The maid's eyes lit up and her hands slid under his shirt, wanting to touch his muscular chest.

Tang Mo'er saw all of this. Her expression turned cold, and she stepped forward quickly.

Reaching out with her slender wrists, she pulled his shirt together and admonished the maid unhappily, ”Where are you from? Why are you in such a hurry to climb into the Master's bed?”

The maid's face paled. ”Mrs Gu, I… I only admire President Gー”

”Enough!” Tang Mo'er interrupted her coldly, her gaze chilly as she spoke. ”How dare you! Get out!”

”Y-Yes, Mrs Gu,” the maid stammered pathetically and left.

Tang Mo'er looked at the maid's retreating figure. She had no idea where her dad had found this daring maid!

…

The maid had left.

Tang Mo'er looked at the man on her bed. He was still in a stupor. He had almost been taken advantage of and didn't even know!

She reached out and parted his black shirt, revealing his sculpted chest, tight waist line and six pack. His merman lines dipped below his black trousers. He was an exquisite specimen of the male species, and left people speechless.

She didn't blame the maid for wanting to touch him!

Women loved this kind of man.

She was done with his shirt and was going to take off his pants now. Tang Mo'er bit her red lip with her white teeth, hesitating a little before she reached out to undo his belt.

But she couldn't undo it. It was stuck somewhere.

What was happening?

Tang Mo'er lowered her head to inspect his belt, but at this moment, her sight wandered unintentionally below his belt. In such a swift amount of time, it was bulging out.

Her long lashes quivered and blood rushed to her head. She took a look at him. ”Gu Mohan, you'd better wake up. Stop pretending!”