The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran couldn't believe what he heard.

Can cultivating feelings be said that way?

Isn't cultivating feelings in the common life of two people, getting to know each other slowly and developing feelings imperceptibly?

Fu Chenlie really refreshed her cognition again and again.

Although she complained a lot in her heart, but because she lived under the same roof as him, she still had to do as he did and walked over obediently.

After standing still in front of the man, she said, "Boss, how do you want to cultivate your relationship?"

Fu Chenlie leaned on the sofa and said grandly: "In order to prevent you from living too boring with me here, we will kiss and hug every day from now on, kiss when we go out in the morning, and hug when we come back at night."

No need!

Wen Ran stared at a face that almost dropped his jaw in shock: "Isn't that appropriate?"

"Where is it inappropriate?"

"It just... feels awkward, don't you think so?"

He stared at her face full of resistance and her posture ready to retreat at any time, and slightly curled his lips: "Come here."

"...It's already here."

"Come closer, come to me."

Wen Ran, "..."

Is it really good to say everything so clearly?

She figured it out—

Fu Chenlie really wanted to develop a relationship with her.

I don't know, I thought he liked her very much.

But she knew that the purpose of his cultivating relationship was only to have children, and it had nothing to do with liking.

When Wen Ran's thoughts drifted away, he had already urged impatiently: "What are you still dawdling about?"

"Boss, I want to go to the bathroom."

Fu Chenlie, "..."

He frowned and looked at her: "Really or fake?"

"Really, why don't you follow me to the toilet door?"

"roll."

Wen Ran, "..."

When she was speechless, the man added: "I'll wait for you in the living room, and come over as soon as it's over."

She added: "I'm going for a long time."

Hearing this, Fu Chenlie smiled instead of anger.

Looking at his expression, Wen Ran knew that nothing was good.

Sure enough, he slowly got up from the sofa, and Jin Gui said, "Okay, I'm going to the study to deal with temporary work now, after you take a shower at night, come and find me."

Wen Ran, "..."

After taking a bath, she must put on pajamas.

If you want to hug, will it be too intimate?

She was really afraid that the plot of cultivating feelings would accidentally go off when the plot was developing.

At that point, she has no place to cry.

Wen Ran looked at Fu Chenlie, and changed his words with a smile: "Boss, I seem to be hallucinating just now. I don't want to go to the bathroom anymore. Let's cultivate our relationship first. After that, I'll take a shower and go to sleep."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you sure?"

She nodded desperately: "Sure."

Fu Chenlie sat down on the sofa again with a rare ease of talking.

Just as Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief, he saw him pat her thigh twice, stared at her and said, "Sit."

The latter suddenly widened his eyes.

isn't it?

This... let her sit on his lap?

Wen Ran felt his legs go weak for a moment.

She waved her hand and refused cautiously: "Boss, you don't need to do this. Just stand up and we can hug you. Didn't you say that I am fat before? I also feel that I am really heavy. I am afraid that sitting on your lap will weigh me down." Your leg hurts, then I deserve everything..."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Fu Chenlie interrupted her impatiently, with irresistible domineering and resolute eyes: "I'll let you sit."