The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran met his gaze, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Why do we have to be entangled in addressing? Just because I call you husband doesn't mean we are a harmonious couple, and just because I call you Mr. Fu doesn't affect the relationship between you and me when you give orders. Class relationship, isn't it?"

Fu Chenlie was not convinced by her words, but instead frowned, asking the bottom line: "What's the matter with you?"

"Didn't you say everything is fine?"

After saying that, Wen Ran glanced at him and held his hand: "Mr. Fu, it's because my hand is too soft and easy to pull. Are you reluctant to let go?"

The man let go of his hand: "Don't be too sentimental."

She twitched the corners of her mouth and said nothing. She turned around and walked to the co-pilot. After Fu Chenlie unlocked the car, she opened the door and got in the car, putting her head down and fastening her seat belt.

Fu Chenlie frowned and watched her series of actions. After she got into the car, he regained consciousness and opened the driver's door, and got in the car.

The car quickly drove out of the villa around the island, entered the main road, and merged into the traffic flow.

After driving for about 10 minutes, Fu Chenlie stopped the car.

Wen Ran glanced at him, but said nothing.

The man unbuttoned his seat belt and threw two words to her when he got out of the car: "Wait."

Wen Ran saw the man enter a supermarket through the car window.

About 10 minutes later, he came out with a few things, put them in the trunk, and got back into the car.

She couldn't help asking, "What did you buy?"

"gift."

"My grandma doesn't eat those."

He snorted coldly, and asked in disdain, "So what?"

"There's no need to waste money."

"I have money to waste, you don't care."

Wen Ran stopped talking.

Whatever he wants, they've already bought them anyway.

Regardless of whether grandma eats or not, seeing him bring so many gifts, she should feel that he knows how to be polite.

It's just that she didn't expect him to be so careful and know how to bring gifts when he went to see her grandma.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the intersection of the town.

The two got out of the car.

Fu Chenlie opened the trunk, ready to take things.

Wen Ran also walked over and leaned over to get it.

I don't know if the two of them are too tacit understanding or what, but when they met the same gift bag, Fu Chenlie's big palm still stuck to Wen Ran's hand.

She staggered away in a panic, and said, "Take it."

He didn't take it, but stood up straight and looked at her: "Wen Ran, what's the matter with you today?"

The latter said perfunctorily, "Why do you ask this again? I told you it's all right."

"Really?" He asked inexplicably, after speaking, he took a step closer to her and leaned over to hold her hand.

She put her hands behind her back for the first time, and looked at him nonchalantly: "Didn't you want to take the gift to see grandma? Why didn't you take it? Do you have something to say to me?"

"You've been avoiding physical contact with me, thinking I can't see it?"

"You think too much."

Fu Chenlie suddenly took a step towards her, then grabbed her hand violently, and squeezed it deliberately to play with it.

This was not enough, he still stared at her eyes with provocation, then slowly raised her hand, and kept pulling towards his lips.

Wen Ran realized what he was going to do, and retreated desperately.

But with her little energy, she was nothing compared to the big witch in front of him.

He succeeded, and easily put her hand on his lips and kissed it. During this process, An Mou kept staring at her eyes, as if to observe the subtle changes of every expression on her face.

When the warm touch of the man's thin lips spread to his fingers, Wen Ran subconsciously wanted to shrink back.

But Fu Chenlie seemed to be trying to compete with her on purpose, pulling him very tightly.

For a moment, her heart beat inexplicably accelerated.