The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

He also asked her to speak with a better attitude, but he didn't listen to his own tone? !

She imitated his tone and said "It's good to know", and immediately began to roll her eyes.

However, as soon as he rolled his eyes halfway, Fu Chenlie suddenly turned his head...

Wen Ran closed her eyes in time, and smiled with a guilty face: "Honey, what's wrong?"

Fu Chenlie reminded her expressionlessly: "I asked you where the appointment is, but you haven't answered yet."

"Jiangcheng Shopping Center, Ah Yan said that there is a new hot pot restaurant there, and I want to try it."

"Ah."

After the words fell, he turned around again and walked towards the living room.

Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and made up the white eyes that had been rolled back just now.

What's wrong?

Don't get to the bottom of it.

Why was he so curious about her whereabouts?

After changing the shoes, Wen Ran closed the door and entered the living room. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, the man asked unhurriedly, "What's for dinner?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"You can't cook what I want to eat, why, forgot?"

Wen Ran, "..."

After she was speechless, she asked, "Then do you want noodles or stir-fried vegetables?"

"casual."

"Then can I cook noodles?"

Fu Chenlie sat lazily, and when he raised his eyes to look at her, he revealed a question that seemed to Wen Ran to be deliberately provocative: "Why don't you cook?"

Because the noodles are cooked faster, at least three stir-fries are required for cooking, and porridge must be cooked.

But how could she tell the truth?

Wen Ran smiled: "Because...the noodles made by grandma at noon are so delicious, I still want to eat noodles at night. Although I don't know how to make stewed noodles, we can eat dried noodles. So husband, we can eat noodles at night. ?"

"it's up to you."

"Oh."

Then make the noodles.

He said "hmm" lightly, took out a cigarette, took out the lighter, and went to light the cigarette.

Seeing that the lighter in his hand was the one he gave her, Wen Ran couldn't help but take a second look, thinking——

Is the lighter useful?

Why since she gave Fu Chenlie the lighter, he abandoned the $[-] lighter and used the cheap one she gave him instead?

Could it be that the quality of domestically produced lighters is now comparable to antique lighters worth [-] dollars?

Wen Ran felt that he had to re-examine the word domestically produced. After all, many domestically produced products are of good quality, and imported ones are not necessarily good. In particular, I witnessed today that a $300 lighter was sold for [-] yuan. A certain treasure lighter pk went down.

Thinking about it, it's really incredible.

After Fu Chenlie lit a cigarette, he raised his eyes and glanced at her, just in time to bump into those apricot eyes staring straight at him, raised his lips and sneered: "What are you looking at?"

Wen Ran's face was uncomfortable, but his mouth was hard: "How do you know I'm watching you if you don't look at me?"

He snorted and reminded her: "When I saw you, you were looking at me."

"Oh, then there are just the two of us in this family. If I don't look at you, who do you look at? Besides, don't you look good? I look at you, which means that you are attractive, and it is a kind of recognition for you."

"I need your approval?"

Wen Ran, "..."

I really want to ask, is he a barbie?

But she dared not.

In the end, Wen Ran said calmly: "Then I won't watch it, can I go upstairs?"

After saying that, she got up, turned her head and walked towards the stairs.

A man's voice sounded behind him: "Stop."

She turned her head to look at him, with helplessness written all over her fair little face, and when she opened her mouth, she even revealed her impatience, "What's wrong?"