Chapter 1317 - Reunion (9) (1/2)

He waited and waited, but Tang Mo’er never came.

It was only then that he realized that she was really not coming.

Earlier that morning when they kissed, she had not turned him away at all and had even licked his lips. However, her attitude toward him completely changed when night came.

That Ron…

Gu Mohan refused to believe that this Ron could have such a major impact on their relationship.

So why had she suddenly turned so cold toward him?

Gu Mohan reached out and stroked his own face. Had he aged? Could it be that she was not as infatuated with him as before?

Yes, he was older than her by nine years. He was already 38, while she was 29, and she still had the youthful beauty of a young lady.

His daughter’s words echoed in his ears, ‘I’ll gather all the handsome men on earth to come and serve you…’

The words made him shudder all over. He shut his eyes and tried to sleep.

…

Gu Mohan had another wet dream.

He dreamed that the door to his room had opened and a long-anticipated, soft and gentle figure walked in.

She had come.

She came to the side of his bed and took off her slippers, before sitting down on the bed beside him. She was wearing a nightdress, and she reached out to undo his pants.

His mouth was very dry and his heart called out to her. He reached out his arms to hug her.

But he failed to touch her. She suddenly had some red silk sashes in her hands and she used them to tie up his hands.

Gu Mohan’s eyes quivered and his throat felt like it was on fire. He felt like his entire body was about to explode.

This dream… why did it feel so… real?

It felt like it was happening in real life.

Gu Mohan slowly opened his eyes. His pupils instantly narrowed.

It wasn’t a dream.

It was real.

Tang Mo’er was sitting on top of him…

Only she wasn’t wearing a nightdress, but a white gown. Her jet-black hair flowed freely down, mixing with her fragrant sweat across her delicate pink face and tender neck.

Her eyes were half-closed, while her brows and lips were full of radiant vitality.

Noticing that he was awake, she bit her lower lip with her pearl-white teeth and gazed at him alluringly. “Oh? Are you awake now?”

“Mo’er…”

He realized just how parched his throat was the moment he spoke. It felt very rough. He wanted to reach out and hug her, kiss her and press down on her body. But he couldn’t move as his hands were tied to the head of the bed.

It really wasn’t a dream!

She had used red silk sashes to tie him up!

“Mo’er, untie me!” He demanded hoarsely.

Tang Mo’er bent over. She held his neck and kissed his handsome face. “No way.”

Gu Mohan arched upward and locked his lips viciously with hers. In response, Tang Mo’er reached out with her petite hands and gave his robust chest a vigorous push. His strong body immediately fell back.

Slamming his eyes shut in barely concealed frustration, Gu Mohan cursed in a low voice. “Tang Mo’er, damn it. I will kill you!”

“Then Mr Gu, let us see which of us will kill the other first!”

…

By the time Gu Mohan opened his eyes again, it was already 8am in the morning. He had overslept and the crisp clear morning sun was already shining upon his bed.

Turning around, he reached out to hug that soft, fragrant body. He moved gently as he wished to hold her for a while as they slept.

A golden hairpin adorned her jet black hair and the spring breeze gently made the bedroom curtains dance in its midst.

The nights are too short as the sun rises high.

The gentleman will never again rise early.

This poem perfectly described his current state of mind.