Page 186 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Gu Mochen watched Jian Ran’s restless demeanor, the corners of his thin lips slightly curling, before he directly pulled her entire body into his arms and moved towards the showerhead.

As Gu Mochen changed positions, the water, which had only been dampening them before, now practically poured straight onto Jian Ran and himself.

Jian Ran’s body was quickly drenched.

"Gu Mochen!"

"I’m soaked... It wouldn’t be fair if you weren’t soaked as well."

Jian Ran: "..."

Childish.

Feeling annoyed in the moment, Jian Ran questioned, "Gu Mochen, how old are you to still be this childish?"

Just like Tang Baobao.

The thing Tang Baobao liked to do the most was to splash water on himself while bathing in the tub, a child’s amusement.

Gu Mochen raised an eyebrow, casually saying, "30. Don’t you like Tfboys? How come... don’t you like men to be a bit childish?"

Gu Mochen’s response seemed only natural; his deep eyes gleamed, and the shimmering light faintly fell on Jian Ran’s chest.

Unexpectedly, this pale yellow dress, after being soaked by water, had its color fade.

In that way, the beauty of a woman’s chest could be completely exposed to his view.

Especially the woman’s fair neck, as smooth as jade.

The water flowed down her neck, trailing lower...

Gu Mochen’s deep eyes became even more intense.

Jian Ran could hear the counter-questioning, provocation, and even a subtle hint of jealousy in the man’s words, which again gave her a headache.

Usually, such behavior would only happen with Qin Mu.

Because it’s too childish...

Jian Ran’s mouth twitched slightly, her beautiful eyes looking at the man in front of her, who was now soaked by the hot water.

The inadvertent display of springtime beauty was no longer concealable.

Indeed, there was no need for her to be pretentious.

Looking at the man before her, Jian Ran paused, then spoke up, "I wonder if President Gu has ever heard a saying that women like fresh young meat."

As she said this, Jian Ran’s eyes lingered on Gu Mochen before she continued, "Fresh young meat generally refers to boys aged 12 to 30, who have a pure character, simple romantic history, little emotional experience, and handsome looks."

"First of all, Gu Mochen, you are 30 years old, not within the age range of fresh young meat, and you have already been eliminated because of that grave disparity. Secondly... Pure? That doesn’t seem to match your temperament. Lastly, handsome looks..."

At this point, Jian Ran just smiled, saying nothing.

Well, Gu Mochen is extremely handsome...

But handsome, that doesn’t seem to quite fit.

Gu Mochen: "..."

Women like fresh young meat, but he’s not in that category.

In other words, Jian Ran doesn’t like him.

After understanding Jian Ran’s entire logic, Gu Mochen’s thin lips slightly curved again, and he then extended his slender finger to her neck, following the direction of the water flow, slowly moving downward.

Jian Ran, because of the man’s flirtatious gesture, became rigid where she stood.

This was clearly flirting.

"Jian Ran, what you mean is, you think I’m old?"

Jian Ran was 22 years old, Gu Mochen 30...

An eight-year age gap.

Gu Mochen’s eyes blazed, having never felt old before.

A man stands at thirty, in essence just beginning to get his affairs in order.