Page 444 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Jian Ran finally realized...

How wild a thirty-year-old man could be.

He was practically...transforming into a wolf.

Devouring her without leaving any scraps.

Jian Ran gasped for air, taking deep breaths.

Her gaze shifted to the starry sky overhead, how beautiful.

Though Gu Mochen was wild, he was also gentle.

After, Gu Mochen stretched out his large hand and scooped Jian Ran entirely into his embrace.

Jian Ran nestled in Gu Mochen’s arms.

She pursed her lips, a hint of dark light spreading from the bottom of her eyes.

They had agreed to be strangers in name only.

Yet now...

Now she truly was Mrs. Gu in every sense of the word.

Jian Ran pursed her lips, the rationality she had just lost was slowly returning...

But it wasn’t enough...

A tinge of sourness quietly burgeoned and spread in her heart.

Jian Ran...

You really can’t escape from the palm of Gu Mochen’s hand.

Jian Ran couldn’t help but whisper softly, "Gu Mochen... you’ve won."

In this game, Jian Ran lost.

But she lost willingly, wholeheartedly.

...

Upon hearing this, Gu Mochen’s thin lips tensed.

The taste of Jian Ran... was so enticing that all his self-control crumbled.

Gu Mochen reached out his large hand to pull Jian Ran entirely into his arms, closing in on the woman’s fair neck to observe all the marks he had just left on her white skin, frowning slightly.

Jian Ran’s skin was very fair, so once force was applied...

Red marks would immediately be left behind.

"Jian Ran... I think... we both won...sorry, I should say, Mrs. Gu."

Jian Ran: "..."

Marital relationship.

At these words, Jian Ran curled her lips slightly and sniffled, her voice hoarse.

"Mhm..."

Jian Ran was now completely drained of strength...

Moving even the slightest bit felt extraordinarily exhausting.

In her heart, Jian Ran was very discontent with Gu Mochen...

But... she didn’t want to say one more word amidst the lingering warmth.

The two of them just quietly cuddled together, which was already enough for her and Gu Mochen.

Gu Mochen observed Jian Ran’s coy demeanor, his lips curling slightly as he leaned into the woman’s cherry lips and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Sorry... I didn’t hold back just now, next time, I’ll be careful."