The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

After seeing off the old lady, Fu Chenlie went back upstairs.

He walked to the door of the master bedroom and was about to enter the room when Wen Ran pulled the bedroom door open from the inside.

For a time, their eyes met.

It was Wen Ran who spoke first: "Why did you lie to grandma just now?"

"What did you lie to her about?"

"It is said that the injury on your head was... when you rolled the bed sheet, it is obviously not."

The man chuckled and looked at her leisurely: "Don't say that, do you want me to tell grandma that you hurt me?"

She was stunned.

That definitely won't work.

Well, let's just assume that he said that to protect her.

But she just felt that what he said to grandma was a bit frivolous, and grandma was also very interesting, and he said something about customizing an oversized bed...

Wen Ran returned to her senses, and glanced at Fu Chenlie: "Grandma is gone, I'm going back to my room to change."

After the words fell, she lifted her foot.

however--

As soon as he took a step, he was picked up by the air.

She tilted her head in surprise, looked at a man who was hugged by the princess for the second time in the morning, and asked him stammeringly, "You...what are you doing?"

Fu Chenlie glanced at her, and said casually: "You are barefoot, if you catch a cold, grandma will scold me again, will I take you back, okay?"

Wen Ran looked at his perfect jawline: "I'm not that delicate, and I won't catch a cold after walking a few steps."

The latter said sternly and righteously: "Wen Ran can not be delicate, but Mrs. Fu can't."

She twitched the corners of her mouth, wondering if she should be happy because of the honor she received as "Mrs. Fu".

After a few seconds of silence, Wen Ran looked at the man holding her again.

He is very good-looking, with handsome features, noble and elegant temperament, he is the type who can make people's heart beat at first glance, of course, the premise is that he does not open his mouth and talk less.

Wen Ran didn't like him much because he had experienced his poisonous tongue.

But being hugged by a opposite sex like this, especially a rich and beautiful opposite sex, she really couldn't concentrate on anything else.

She is also distracted and cranky.

When he stepped into the second bedroom, Wen Ran reminded softly: "Actually, you have a girl you like, so you shouldn't embrace other opposite sexes. Such behavior...is a bit of a scumbag."

He glanced at her inexplicably: "Did I scum you?"

"...I can't talk about it. After all, you are forced to marry me by circumstances."

"So, stop talking nonsense."

She pursed her lips and asked: "But aren't you afraid that Miss Jiang will be angry with you when she comes back?"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Chenlie's calm and gentle expression immediately turned cold.

His steps stopped, and his terrifying eyes fell on her face.

Wen Ran raised her heart in an instant, and after a brief silence in the air, she dared to speak and assured him tactfully, "I'm sorry, I won't mention her anymore."

Fu Chenlie stared at her with dark eyes, and there was a strong sense of warning between his words: "You'd better remember that not everyone is worthy of mentioning her in front of me."

Her eyes flickered, her face froze.

Just now he was afraid that she would catch a cold while walking barefoot, so he hugged her. Now she is leaning against his arms, and the two of them are skin-to-skin. It is such an intimate and beautiful picture, but the words he said are so cruel and harsh. .

Wen Ran's soft heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp needle.

It felt like pantothenic acid on the tip of her nose.

She pursed her lips, lowered her eyes to avoid the man's gaze, and responded to him softly: "I see."

When she said this, Wen Ran's voice was already a bit wrong.

But Fu Chenlie didn't care, and was even angry because she mentioned his Bai Yueguang.

He didn't even carry Wen Ran to the bed or sofa, just put her on the floor of the bedroom, turned around without saying a word, and left without hesitation...