"Mmm."
Jian Ran's beautiful eyes widened, feeling the man's thin lips descend from her lips to her neck, the musk scent emanating from his body enveloping her, his breath scalding hot.
Realizing the man's lips were trending downward, Jian Ran steeled her heart and hoarsely said, "Gu Mochen, I'm not convenient today."
Because of Jian Ran's words, Gu Mochen's dark eyes narrowed slightly, her skin fairer than snow, delicate and exquisite, her beautiful, black jade-like eyes brimming with a watery sheen.
"Hmm? Not convenient?"
"Yes, I..."
Worried about being straightened out on the spot by the man for telling lies, Jian Ran thought carefully for a moment and softly said.
"My leg hurts! I went straight to the Han Family from the company this morning... I'm so hungry..."
Jian Ran's eyes were normally sly or strictly businesslike, calm as water.
It was rare to see her looking so childishly frightened, cautious, and pitiful!