"Gu Mochen... you're acting very strange today."
"Hmm..."
Before Jian Ran could say anything more, the man's thin lips quickly landed on hers, swallowing all the words she hadn't had the chance to speak.
It wasn't until Gu Mochen's lips left hers that his deep eyes gazed at her, and then slowly he lifted his hand to her lips, his hoarse voice saying, "Jian Ran... I'm sorry."
Jian Ran: "..."
Jian Ran was surprised not only that Gu Mochen had apologized but also that he slowly crouched down, then pressed his thin lips to her abdomen.
Although it had been three years since her cesarean section, the scar on her abdomen was still there... The wound had shrunk, but it was still centipede-like and somewhat fierce, lying on Jian Ran's fair abdomen.
It greatly affected the overall aesthetic.
They say mothers are the greatest people in the world...
For their children, they can do anything.
"Does it hurt?"