Chapter 371: Love Is Inevitable, and She Becomes a Demon (10)

His head felt like it had been split open by an axe. It hurt. This kind of pain was beyond the limit that humans could bear.

The picture in his mind was flashing, that charming little face was about to disappear. As soon as she disappeared, the headache stopped.

But he didn't want her to disappear, so he desperately tried to catch her, Mo'er!

At this time, two voices sounded in my ears - Gu Mohan, don't insist, just forget about her and you won't be in pain.

---No, no, I want to remember Mo'er!

---What's so good about this Tang Mo'er? She makes you hurt, she threatens your life, I'll get rid of her for you.

---you dare!

He split two men, who were fighting.

At this moment, there was a "plop" and he fell to the ground. The pain of landing made him suddenly open his deep narrow eyes.

"President!" Yan Dong exclaimed.

"Mr. Gu, how are you?"

Gu Mohan broke out in a cold sweat, and the sweat beads had wet his clothes. The wet bangs on his forehead covered his deep phoenix eyes, and he slowly raised his eyes.

Yan Dong looked into the man's eyes. At this moment, the man's eyes were like splashing ink, so cold and noble that they had no warmth at all.

This was the first time Yan Dong saw Gu Mohan like this. He was very unfamiliar. He was startled and said, "President."

At this time, Gu Mohan quickly closed his eyes, his muscular chest rising and falling. When he opened his eyes again, his narrow eyes returned to normal.

"President, what's wrong with you? Have you recovered your memory?" Yan Dong asked with concern.

Gu Mohan didn't say anything. He put a big hand with clear joints on the ground and stood up slowly.

The Miao master saw everything clearly and shook his head, "Mr. Gu, congratulations, you have recovered your memory."

Yan Dong looked overjoyed, great, the president has regained his memory.

"But," the Miao master changed the topic, "when the poison of love and the poison of Xiangsizi collided just now, in order to survive the pain and survive, you had an extra part of yourself."

You have an extra self.

Yan Dong didn't understand what this sentence meant, so he looked at Gu Mohan blankly.

There was no expression on Gu Mohan's handsome face, but the outline of his facial features was tense, and even his resolute jaw was extremely cold and hard.

A few seconds later, he spoke in a low voice, "Master, thank you for your hard work."

…

The door to the room opened, and Gu Mohan stretched out his long legs and walked in.

On the soft big bed, Tang Moer and An An slept together, both of them fell asleep.

At this time, a bodyguard in black came over and took the sleeping An An away, leaving Tang Moer alone on the bed.

Her black hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, and two blushes appeared on Tang Moer's delicate face. She was breathing sweetly and dreaming of something sweet.

Gu Mohan went to bed and lay next to her, as if he hadn't seen her for a long time, his Mrs. Gu.

He stretched out his big knuckled hand and held her little index finger in his palm, just like he did when he was a child, his little bride.

Mo'er, your Mr. Gu is back.

Gu Mohan's big palm covered her flat belly. During this time without him, she became pregnant.

His big palm circled back and forth on her belly, where he and her baby were conceived. He couldn't help it and patted her belly gently.

At this time, Tang Moer moved in his sleep, and a soft whisper escaped from his red lips, "Mr. Gu..."

She is calling Mr. Gu.

His heart was filled with ripples, and Gu Mohan lowered his eyes and kissed her red lips.

…

The next morning.

Yu Jie's densely combed body trembled, and Tang Mo'er slowly opened her eyes. She found that she was sleeping in a broad and warm embrace.

So comfortable.

She moved lazily like a kitten, and buried her little face in the man's muscular chest.

At this moment, a deep magnetic voice sounded above the head, "Are you awake?"

Tang Moer froze for a moment, this voice?

She raised her head, and Gu Mohan's handsome face magnified in her sight.

He hugged her with one of his strong arms, letting her little head rest on it. Now her delicate body was nestled in his muscular arms. The man had just opened his eyes, and there was still a look of awakening in his handsome features. Wandering and lazy, unusually young and sexy.

It makes people's hearts beat faster.

Tang Moer's little head suddenly exploded. Who is she? Where is she? Wait a minute. Didn't she sleep with An An?

"Gu Mohan, you are shameless. You sneaked into my bed at night. Where is An An?" She said with a blushing face.

Gu Mohan looked at her cute angry look, then stretched out his slender fingers to pinch her little face, "Can you let go of me first, and then talk?"

Tang Moer froze again, because only then did she notice that she was wrapped around the man like an octopus.

Her sleeping position was not very good, and the man's body was warm, so she clung to him while she slept.

Tang Moer quickly let go of him and stood up.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and An An's voice came from outside the door, "Sister-in-law, are you awake?"

Tang Mo'er quickly pushed Gu Mohan away, "An'an, I'm awake."

…

When it was breakfast time, everyone was eating in the restaurant.

Lu Jinwen and Lin Siyu were the last to arrive. Lu Jinwen wore a dark blue shirt and black trousers. The clothes were ironed without any wrinkles, and there was a deep and cold air in his eyes.

Jun Mosheng raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Jinwen. Lu Jinwen was not different today, but he looked a little different and seemed much more refreshed.

"Master Lu, it seems that Miss Lin served you well last night. You are so proud of yourself." Jun Mosheng said with a smile.

spring breeze.

Lin Siyu's face froze when she heard these two words. She remembered that she was given to Meng Che by him.

At this time, a strong arm was strapped to the waist, and a low and sweet voice sounded in the ear, "Young Master Jun, you have not been married for so many years. Of course you don't know... what it's like to be a woman."

Lin Siyu looked sideways at the man, and Lu Jinwen also glanced sideways at her. The corners of his cold lips curved into a pleasant arc, and he looked at her with a smile.

Lin Siyu suddenly felt that his smile was creepy. He obviously gave her to Meng Che last night, but now he was acting calmly here.

This man's thoughts are hidden so deeply that no one can see them clearly.

He came back early in the morning. At dawn, he returned to the room covered in frost and went into the shower room to take a shower.

He went to the altar to see Lin Xuanji, but no one knew what he did to Lin Xuanji.

He seemed to be in a good mood, and when he raised his eyebrows, he smelled fishy, ​​like a cat that finally ate the small fish he caught.

Such a man was much younger and more handsome, and he vaguely recalled the romantic look of the Lu family's crown prince back then. The maids here couldn't help but glance at him secretly several times.

Lin Siyu pulled the corner of his mouth forcefully, revealing a smile that was even uglier than crying.

Jun Mosheng narrowed his warm phoenix eyes and suddenly felt that the man opposite him was very different today.

He was suspicious in his heart, but there was no change on his face, "Mr. Lu, if you change female companions frequently, you should pay attention to your health and be careful of getting sick."

Lu Jinwen curled her thin lips faintly and replied with a half-smile, "Put your heart back in your stomach, I won't get sick."

Jun Mosheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Tang Mo'er beside him, "Mo'er, I had another conversation with High Priest Meng. Although he still doesn't agree with us taking Xuanji back, he gave us a chance."

"What opportunity?" Tang Mo'er asked.

"As long as we wake Xuanji up, we can take Xuanji away."

"Really? But my mother has been sleeping for so many years. How can I wake her up?"

"We invited a Miao master to open your mother's dream."

"Open mom's dream?"

"Yes, Xuanji has been sleeping for so many years. She is trapped in her own dream. As long as she is allowed to come out of the dream, she will wake up."

So, what is Lin Xuanji dreaming about?

After so many years, what dream made her unwilling to wake up?

Who is in her dreams?

…

Everyone came to the outside of the altar again. Meng Che opened the altar door, and the Miao master walked in alone.

Lin Xuanji was still lying in the crystal coffin, looking unchanged.

The Miao master took out his pocket watch and then gently closed his eyes.

Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng were both standing outside the French window. They were actually curious, who was in Lin Xuanji's dream?

Tick ​​tock.

Tick ​​tock.

There is no sound here, except for the ticking sound of the pocket watch, which is quiet and mysterious.

Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng gently closed their eyes, and everyone entered Lin Xuanji's dream together.

The dream is not black, but colorful and warm, with dandelions floating all over the sky.

In the small bungalow with a sea view, all the maids were standing in the living room. Everyone was trembling with fear, and they didn't dare to breathe out.

Unlike the warmth outside, this small bungalow with sea view was as cold as hell on earth.

"Sir, Mrs. Xuanji is about to give birth. Should we send her to the hospital or call the doctor to deliver the baby?" Butler Ye asked.

There was a man sitting on the sofa in the living room, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He was holding a newspaper in his slender fingers and looking down at it.

He didn't speak.

At this time, a maid upstairs screamed, "Sir, it's not good. The baby's head is coming out, but it's stuck. Why hasn't the doctor come yet? Madam is bleeding. If there is a hemorrhagic collapse, Madam's life is in danger. One corpse and two lives!"

Butler Ye looked at the man on the sofa. The man was always reading the newspaper. He looked elegant and noble, and was born to be a king.

The scene changed to the room upstairs.

The room was dark, the curtains were not opened, they were all sealed. There was a woman lying on the soft big bed. Her black hair had been wet with sweat and was all tangled in her soft little face. She was holding it with her two little hands. The sheets were tightly pulled into folds.

"Sir, please say something. The baby's head is stuck there and it will kill him!" The maid outside was still talking.