So most of the decoration style still maintains the original refreshing and grand feel; the children’s room and the bridal chamber, Gu Mochen hadn’t set them up beforehand.
Jian Ran nodded upon hearing Gu Mochen’s indifferent tone. Although the man’s voice was plain, his words were exceptionally gentle, like warm water flowing, almost reaching her heart.
The three-story villa, with the first floor as the lobby and entertainnt area, the second floor as the bedroom and study, and the third floor being guest rooms and a private pool.
In short, you could see a beautiful European style in every corner.
Jian Ran quickly grew fond of this place.
"If Tang Bao cos here, she will definitely want to swim here. She often nags dad to teach her to swim, so you must teach her when we get back."
"Okay."
Gu Mochen nodded, the corners of his mouth lifting, as the two stood by the shimring pool...
Jian Ran’s lips curled up a little because of the man’s actions.
"When Cubao grows up, we should teach him too..."
"Mm, as you say."
"Alright..."
It was a rare mont of solitude, extrely quiet.
Jian Ran looked at the starlit sky, then at the large pool outside the window and softly said, "Mochen, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? I’ll make sothing delicious for you..."
Although Gu Mochen had been cooking himself these days, Jian Ran still wanted to show off her cooking skills from ti to ti.
As Gu Mochen heard Jian Ran’s words, his deep eyes glead with charm, turning the woman in his arms around, then looking at her affectionately.
"Mm? But what I want to eat most is..."
Jian Ran: "..."
Actually counting the days...
It should be okay.
Jian Ran swallowed, eting the man’s profound eyes, as if they were the ocean trying to engulf her being.
Jian Ran blinked her sly eyes, then smilingly said, "Well... the son is downstairs."
"What do you an?"
Jian Ran: "..."
That devious Gu Mochen.
That’s clearly not what she ant.
Jian Ran looked at Gu Mochen’s deep eyes, swallowed, and then whispered, "Gu Mochen... you know that’s not what I ant."
Gu Mochen chuckled upon hearing the woman’s coy words. Clearly already a mother of two, Jian Ran still couldn’t help blushing when discussing such a topic, looking so adorably.
"Ranran... are you really that heartless?"
Jian Ran: "..."
To be honest... no, not heartless.
It’s just... it feels a bit weird, in a foreign land, at this mont...
Jian Ran t the man’s deep eyes, looking at the well-proportioned features, especially the handso face that beca even more charming the closer it got.
A mont later, Jian Ran lifted her lips, hoarsely saying, "Mm, heartless."
Seeing the woman struggling to hold back her smile, it was clear her response was deliberate. Gu Mochen lifted a hand to pinch her cheek, then leaned closer to her delicate earlobe, murmuring.
"It’s fine if you’re heartless... But back then... to have a son, I put in a lot of effort, didn’t I? Now that the son is here, don’t just dust off your hands and refuse to acknowledge it, it wouldn’t be reasonable."
Jian Ran: "..."
And now he’s boasting about his efforts?
Though full of disdain internally, she was entranced by the man’s magnetic voice.
Jian Ran quickly found herself in a daze...
As if realizing sothing, Gu Mochen swiftly picked up Jian Ran and walked inside, then took out his phone to remotely control the air conditioning, turning on the heating to seal off and warm the entire balcony.
The high-tech decoration style...
Moreover, Gu Mochen was so thoughtful, Jian Ran wouldn’t catch a cold.
"Mochen..."
Missing you.
Been worried ever since while in our country.
Finally, in France today, seeing the man... my heart found its ho, knowing the hardships he’s been through here all these days.
"Mm?"
"Oh, nothing... I just wanted to call you husband, what’s wrong? I can’t even call my husband now..."
Gu Mochen looked at her childish manner, lips curling up, leaning close to her delicate ear.
"Mm, you’ll have plenty of chances to call for later."
Jian Ran chuckled softly.
"Mm... husband... will you still get jealous with Little Cubao?"
Rember, before Gu Mochen ca to France, he was quite jealous for a while.
Bringing up the old topic, Gu Mochen’s handso face flushed with a bit of unnatural redness, mischievously tickling Jian Ran’s waist.
"Then tell ... between and our son, who is more important?"
Jian Ran: "..."
This... do you even need to ask?
Are you aware of your importance?
Clearly the son.
"Of course, it’s the husband."
Hearing her words, Gu Mochen satisfied, curled his lips, knowing full well she spoke dishonestly.
"Alright."
The next mont, he leaned closer to her.
Jian Ran chuckled silently, just preparing for the next step... when suddenly, Little Cubao’s clear cry sounded from downstairs.
Jian Ran imdiately sprang to action, quickly pushing the man beside her away, then hurriedly slipping on Gu Mochen’s suit jacket.
"The son is crying, I’ll go check!"
Gu Mochen: "..."
Who... just said... the husband is more important than the son?
Gu Mochen’s handso face turned dark, but as they say, won... are all liars.
"Ranran... between the son and the husband, who’s really more important?"
As Jian Ran walked downstairs, she could be heard saying in exasperation, "Then between the wife and the daughter, who’s more important?"
Gu Mochen: "..."
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