The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Fu Chenlie accurately captured the essence of her words, narrowing his eyes: "Again?"

Wen Ran adjusted his tone: "Husband, if you have something to say, just tell me, what I did wrong, I must change it, okay?"

He withdrew his gaze from her face, took the cigarette from his lips, and flicked the ash on the ashtray.

Then, the man had just smoked a cigarette and said two words in his hoarse voice: "Come here."

This "come here" sounded three points tough and four points careless, in Wen Ran's ears, she felt that the aura of danger was getting stronger and stronger, and she didn't even know where she had provoked this man again.

She walked over weakly and stood beside him: "Husband, do you have something important to tell me?"

Fu Chenlie lifted his eyes to look at her, with an unclear light in his eyes.

She was a little flustered by his unpredictable eyes.

The man quickly said: "Living here with me, what do you think?"

This question made Wen Ran even more confused in an instant: "What...how?"

Fu Chenlie's thin lips moved slightly: "Are you happy?"

Isn't this a grading question?

Without even thinking about it, she replied, "Open..."

"Tell the truth." As soon as he said a word, Fu Chenlie gave her a cold look and interrupted her.

Wen Ran, "..."

How did he know she was going to tell a lie?

Wen Ran pursed her lips and thought about his question seriously.

After a few seconds, she said slowly: "It's not that I'm unhappy, but sometimes I think you are too serious and have a bad temper, and maybe you don't like me very much, so I always provoke you unknowingly." I'm angry, so living here, I feel a little bit trembling, and I feel like I'm walking on thin ice."

Fu Chenlie hooked the corners of his lips, and looked up at her sideways: "Only a little?"

"A little bit, anyway, very little, so little that it can be ignored, so husband, don't think too much about it, don't think I'm picking on you, I'm just telling the truth."

"It seems that I am kind to you."

Wen Ran was full of question marks.

At this moment, Fu Chenlie stood up from the sofa.

He was already a head taller than her, but as soon as he stood up, his aura instantly filled up. Coupled with his ice-cold complexion, Wen Ran instantly had a bad premonition.

At this moment, the chin was lifted.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart felt even more guilty. She stared at the man and asked, "Husband, what do you want to say, just say it?"

Playing tricks and playing ghosts, it's scary.

Fu Chenlie stared at her frightened eyes, and slightly curled his lips: "Before you told Qin Zeyu what kind of man you like?"

Wen Ran frowned, and suddenly became even more confused: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

He hooked his lower lip: "I'll try my best to get closer to the man you like."

She suddenly widened her eyes, and felt that the words from Fu Chenlie's mouth to get closer to the man she likes were scarier than seeing a ghost: "What... what? Did I hear correctly?"

"You heard me right." After he answered affirmatively, he repeated like an oath: "I will be the man you like."

"..."

There is no need, brother!

Wen Ran took away the man's hand in fear, and put his hand on his side very lightly, and said cautiously: "Honey, what are you kidding, how dare I ask you to move closer to the man I like Well, I'm not worthy, you better stop scaring me..."