In the dimly lit private room of the bar:
Han Siming was already feeling a bit dizzy, and for some reason, whenever he felt dizzy, his thoughts would drift to Jian Ran.
And now was no exception...
More so because the woman beneath him bore a resemblance to Jian Ran's features.
Plus, the woman beneath him... fully admitted that she was the Ranran Han Siming referred to.
Therefore... it was like dry tinder meeting a fierce flame, ready to ignite at a moment's notice.
Soon, the room was filled with a romantic atmosphere... along with the ambiguous and entangled sounds of a man and a woman.
...
Linhai Villa:
On nights without Gu Mochen... Jian Ran was restless and slept fitfully.
She placed her hand gently on her belly; ever since she got pregnant, she felt overall discomfort.
In any case... she was a bit irritable.
She couldn't figure out if it was physical discomfort or emotional restlessness.
