Page 442 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran was just about to speak, trying to lighten the ambiguous atmosphere between herself and Gu Mochen.

The next moment... The man’s words made her drop her jaw... her little face blushed so intensely it seemed as if blood would drip out.

"Being so outstanding... makes me want to sleep even more..."

Jian Ran: "..."

Clearly... Gu Mochen was saying something risqué, but he showed no vulgar demeanor at all.

Instead, he looked utterly righteous.

Jian Ran was so shy she couldn’t stand it, but because of the man’s frank words, she couldn’t help but lift her foot to kick Gu Mochen...

However, just as she thought about raising her leg, she was firmly pinned against the wall by the man.

"Ranran... today... I miss you, and no one can stop me, you... can’t escape."

Jian Ran: "..."

Upon hearing his words, Jian Ran couldn’t help but retort: "You... don’t you have work tomorrow? You... Gu Mochen, you can’t today..."

"Didn’t Secretary Zhou tell you? I compressed 7 days of work into 2, but I stayed in Rome for 3 days... because... during one of those days, I’ve scheduled the entire time... for you, Mrs. Gu."

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran exploded inside when she heard Gu Mochen’s words.

Originally, she had thought it was shortened to 3 days, but unexpectedly, it was actually 2 days.

Gu Mochen had... set aside an entire day for her.

With just the two of them...

What to do...

It was obviously unspoken.

So, Gu Mochen is free now?

Jian Ran’s complexion turned incredibly red. If she wasn’t mistaken, Gu Mochen must have not slept at all last night.

To be exact, at least 48 hours without rest.

Isn’t he tired?

Is he really made of iron?

Jian Ran felt her scalp tingling... she couldn’t help but say: "Gu Mochen... can we talk about this?"

"Sorry, we can’t."

Jian Ran: "..."

"Ranran, for you, I have been restraining myself for a long time. You know, a man’s endurance is limited. If it goes on like this, it’s going to cause damage..."

After a pause, Gu Mochen added, "We still need to give Tang Bao a little brother."

Jian Ran was in turmoil.

A little brother, my foot.

Jian Ran was extremely awkward.

"Gu Mochen! You have delusions..."

"Sorry, I believe that practice is the sole criterion for testing truth."

Having said that, Gu Mochen picked up Jian Ran and headed toward the big bed.

Jian Ran: "..."

Jian Ran exclaimed in shock, the man’s vision seemed extraordinarily keen, navigating through the darkness without tripping at all.

By the time Jian Ran was brought to the big bed by Gu Mochen, her beautiful eyes trembled...

It seemed...

She understood.

The reason Gu Mochen did not choose to turn on the lights was because... the ceiling of this presidential suite was made of transparent glass.

The sparkling stars poured directly over the two of them.

It was stunningly beautiful.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes paused slightly, subconsciously trying to get up and escape, but was quickly pressed down forcefully by Gu Mochen, faster than a bolt of lightning.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes trembled once more.