Page 446 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

But... Gu Mochen insisted on being on top, reasoning that it would hurt less for the first time like this.

And then...

Jian Ran was bewildered.

So...

In short.

The two slept together.

They did the most intimate thing between husband and wife.

What happened to the agreement of being in name only, as if we were strangers?

What on earth is this all about?

Jian Ran inwardly cursed, realizing that now she truly was...

unsure of how to face Gu Mochen. Had their relationship, their "revolutionary friendship," evolved?

A helpless curve appeared on the corners of Jian Ran’s mouth, her beautiful eyes looking towards the ceiling... the carved latticework, including the clear glass, and the azure sky entered her sight, all very aesthetic.

Jian Ran curled up the corners of her lips...

She still remembered how, last night, the moonlight and starlight unrestrainedly showered over them both, extremely aesthetic.

Italy...

Truly is such a romantic country.

Jian Ran’s heart was a mess, and all she could do was bury her head in the blanket to come back to her senses.

Gu Mochen...

You’ve won...

A man conquering a woman, she was completely defeated.

She knew full well that this man was like a poppy, aware that... this man had other tender presences in his heart.

Yet she succumbed.

There absolutely cannot be a next time.

Jian Ran warned herself again...

...

Just as Jian Ran was smothering herself in annoyance under the blanket, she wondered where Gu Mochen had gone...

Was it a case of "after the passion fades, the zeal cools"?

Jian Ran’s lips curled into a mocking smile. With Gu Mochen, she really shouldn’t hold too much hope.

The next second... a crisp tinkling of bells echoed by her ear.

"Mommy!"

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes widened in shock...

She threw off the blanket and looked toward the source of the sound, only to see Gu Mochen walking slowly towards her with Tang Bao in his arms.

The man in his arms had changed into a set of grey loungewear, looking very elegant and exuding a handsome aura.

As for Tang Bao... she was wearing a pink dress, extremely beautiful, and her braided hairstyle made her look even more adorably soft and tender.

Jian Ran was a mess.

Could this be a dream?

Was that really little Tang Bao?

Having been separated for nearly three days, she was truly missing her terribly.

Every child is the apple of their mother’s eye.

Jian Ran was absolutely yearning for her little girl, almost unbearably so...

"Tang Baobao..."

Jian Ran spoke with difficulty, her voice hoarse and grave.

Yesterday...

She had really strained her voice too much.

"Mommy... Daddy, put me down quickly..."

"Alright."

Gu Mochen’s thin lips curled into an indulgent smile, and he set Tang Bao down. The little girl excitedly ran towards Jian Ran and then reached out her little hand to hold Jian Ran’s.

"Mommy! Why are you sleeping in... sigh... it seems I really need to be by your side to supervise you. Without me, look, you’ve become lazy."

Jian Ran: "..."

It took Jian Ran a good while to react and realize that Tang Bao really had come.

The little girl’s hand was still as incredibly soft as always.

"You... how did you suddenly get here."

Jian Ran’s eyes were red, and she couldn’t help feeling a bit of acidity in them.