Su Mian was the prettiest junior in the dance department, soft and sweet as a freshly steamed soup dumpling. Everyone wanted a bite.
Gu Chenzhou was the capital’s infamous cold-blooded king of hell, ruthless in his methods and indifferent to women. Rumor had it he was a monster who’d sworn off desire.
Then the Su family fell into ruin, and Su Mian was forced to sign that unfair “body-for-hire contract,” becoming Gu Chenzhou’s contract lover.
Everyone waited to laugh, expecting to see this pampered darling have his wings clipped by the mighty Mr. Gu.
But on their wedding night…
Gu Chenzhou cornered Su Mian, who had curled up at the edge of the bed. His long-fingered hand gripped that slender waist, and his voice was low and husky. “Mianmian, the contract makes it perfectly clear: as my person, you’re not allowed to look at anyone else or think about anyone else.”
Su Mian’s eyes were red at the corners as he begged softly, “Mr. Gu, the contract doesn’t say we have to… have to do that…”
“Oh?” Gu Chenzhou arched a brow and leisurely tugged open his collar, revealing the striking red mole on his collarbone. “Then you didn’t read it carefully. Tonight, I’ll teach you how to ‘read’ it properly.”
Later, Su Mian complained through reddened eyes, “Gu Chenzhou, you’re a liar! You said this was only a fake marriage, so why are you trying to break every bone in my body and devour me whole?”
Gu Chenzhou pulled him into his arms and kissed away the tears at the corner of his eye, his gaze doting yet obsessive. “Be good. If I don’t devour you whole, how can we call this a real marriage?”
Nine-year age gap: mature, cunning top × sweet, soft bottom who’s easy to overwhelm
One-on-one, both are each other’s first and only
