"Gu Mochen... you've been acting strange today."
"Hmm..."
Jian Ran wanted to say more, but the man's thin lips swiftly descended upon her own, swallowing all the words she had yet to speak.
Not only that... the man's warm palm rested on her lower abdomen, and Jian Ran could distinctly feel the tender tips of his fingers tracing the scar left by her previous C-section.
Jian Ran was quickly confined by Gu Mochen's passionate kiss... her entire face blushed furiously, letting the man deepen the kiss even more.
It wasn't until Gu Mochen's lips left her own and his profound gaze met hers, that he slowly raised his hand to her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Jian Ran... I'm sorry."
Jian Ran: "..."
Jian Ran was surprised that Gu Mochen apologized, and even more surprised when he slowly squatted down and pressed his lips against her lower abdomen.