Page 580 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

So after the two of them entered, the bathroom was already filled with steam.

The atmosphere also became incredibly seductive.

Gu Mochen directly stripped off his suit pants and shirt...

Jian Ran’s face inexplicably flushed with heat.

Gu Mochen...

Was he tempting her?

Or was he bewitching her?

Did he really have to do this?

Jian Ran was utterly disheveled, looking at the man’s masterful dark eyes, her heart skipped half a beat... allowing the man’s thin lips to land on her cherry lips... The sound of water in the bathroom... accompanied by the murmurs of the man and woman... was very pleasant to hear.

...

Because Gu Mochen was restrained, and afterwards even took the initiative to apply medicine for Jian Ran, she did not feel so exhausted when she woke up the next day.

Beside her... it was cold and empty, no longer was Gu Mochen’s figure there.

Jian Ran couldn’t help but stretch out her small hand to rub her brow, then she went to the bathroom to wash up, changed into a clean business suit, and went downstairs.

Gu Mochen had already prepared a hearty breakfast in the kitchen.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes paused...

Actually, when they first met, Gu Mochen would deliberately have her prepare lunch.

But now...

Now that they were truly living together, most of the time, it was the man who took the initiative to cook.

There’s a saying that if a man is willing to cook for a woman, then you must be as important to him as his mother.

As Gu Mochen brought over the fried potato pancakes, he saw Jian Ran looking somewhat absentmindedly in his direction, as if she was contemplating something, and his thin lips curved up.

"Good morning, I wonder what Mrs. Gu is thinking about?"

"I was thinking... the internet says that if a man cooks for a woman, then that woman is as important to him as his mother."

Upon hearing Gu Mochen’s words, Jian Ran subconsciously voiced her inner thoughts.

Gu Mochen’s dark eyes shone with a fleeting luster as he stared at the woman before him and spoke earnestly.

"Then, do you think that statement is true?"

Jian Ran did not expect Gu Mochen to toss the ball back into her court.

The mornings without Tang Bao were somewhat quieter.

So quiet that, as the two of them locked eyes... it seemed the silence around was filled only with their breathing and heartbeat.

A strange, ambiguous atmosphere spread between them.

Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes flickered, then her lips curved into a radiant smile as she spoke brightly.

"Of course it’s not true... chefs have to cook for so many women every day... and these women are just his customers."

Gu Mochen: "..."

Quite the witty Jian Ran.

Gu Mochen’s dark eyes sparkled with approval, and upon hearing Jian Ran’s words, his thin lips curved up in satisfaction.

"Stop quibbling and come over for breakfast."

"Okay."

Jian Ran was gradually getting used to the way she and Gu Mochen interacted at home, back and forth, matching wits, yet she no longer had the fear of Gu Mochen that she had at the company.