464 Distancing Herself (2/2)

Tang Mo'er felt nervous and fearful about this man and wanted to distance herself away from him. She did not know why he seemed to exude a strong desire to possess her, and furthermore, the way he looked at her felt scorching. It seemed like he liked her a lot. No, it was beyond that. It was to the point of adoration.

But she already had Mr Gu, and so she subconsciously wanted to distance herself away from him.

The two little feet in Gu Mohan's vision were suddenly withdrawn. One foot was stepping on top of the other foot, and even her rounded toes were curled up, which looked adorable.

Gu Mohan's throat bobbed. He wanted to kiss those little feet.

He lifted his thick eyelashes and looked at the woman. Tang Mo'er was looking at him with revulsion in her eyes.

Gu Mohan's heart sank and quickly furrowed his good-looking brows.

Was she unhappy? Was she disgusted at him?

The man had knitted his brows so tightly that three deep lines were formed on his forehead. Tang Mo'er felt as though there was a needle deeply pierced into her heart, causing her to feel tiny pricks of pain. She wanted to stretch out her delicate finger to stroke his tightly knitted brows and help him to relieve the deep lines.

At this moment, Gu Mohan stood up and glanced at Auntie Wu.

Aunt Wu abruptly went forward. ”Young Madam, the carpet is cold. Quick, Auntie Wu will help you to put on your slippers.”

Hearing her words, Tang Mo'er was willing to lift her feet. ”Thank you.”

After wearing her shoes, Tang Mo'er looked at Jun Chulin. ”Mr Gu, I'm hungry. Can you cook for me?”

Jun Chulin nodded. ”Sure.”

…

Both of them went to the kitchen. Jun Chulin did not require Auntie Wu to help and was able to prepare three dishes and one soup within the hour.

In the living room, Tang Mo'er was stunned by the aromatic and delicious dishes. She looked at Jun Chulin in shock. ”Mr Gu, since when did your culinary skills become so good? I remember that… it seemed like… you only know how to cook noodles…”

Jun Chulin's culinary skills were impeccable. He was in the political sector and had become independent at a very young age. Hence, knowing how to cook was not a problem for him.

But, in Tang Mo'er's memories, she remembered that Mr Gu only knew how to cook noodles.

”Mo'er, so do you like the Mr Gu who did not know how to cook previously, or the Mr Gu who knows how to cook now?” Jun Chulin asked.

Men who had good culinary skills would get bonus points. A smile immediately played on Tang Mo'er's pretty lips. ”Of course I prefer the Mr Gu who knows how to cook now. Mr Gu is wonderful.”

Jun Chulin used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots and brought it to Tang Mo'er's lips. ”Take a bite and see if you like it?”

Tang Mo'er took a bite and her eyes lit up. ”It's delicious! I'll definitely eat two bowls of rice today.”

Gu Mohan leaned against the window as he observed the pair. Two buttons on his black shirt had already been undone, revealing his sexy collarbones and healthy bronze-colored skin. He was holding a cigarette with two long fingers in his right hand. He knitted his brows and puffed out some smoke.

The smoke swirled about him. His deep and narrow eyes landed on the two figures in the living room. Tang Mo'er ate two small bowls of rice, despite having little appetite for food all along. Her exquisite facial features, which looked like they had been drawn with ink, revealed a smiling expression. She was chatting and laughing together with Jun Chulin.

She liked Jun Chulin's stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots dish very much.

Gu Mohan's cold, thin lips curved slightly. He raised his head and puffed out a mouthful of smoke. 'I can cook stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots dish too,' he thought.

He had been busy with caring for her health and company matters, that he did not have the time to improve his culinary skills. Perhaps it was time for him to include culinary classes in his schedule.