The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Fu Chenlie looked at her with an unclear smile: "Guess?"

The latter said lightly: "Don't let me guess, I can't guess, if I could guess, I wouldn't ask you."

He chuckled: "Then I always tell you?"

"All ears."

"Actually, I already said the reason last night. I'm a little interested in you. I plan to be a normal couple with you. A normal couple. Isn't it the most basic thing for a husband to think about his wife?"

She looked into his secretive eyes and asked softly, "Are you serious?"

The latter raised his lips, and replied clearly, "I can't be more serious, especially, after kissing you last night, I feel that I know the taste."

Wen Ran blushed instantly.

She was only 22 years old and had never had a serious relationship, so every time she heard Fu Chenlie say something bluntly, she would always feel uncontrollably shy and embarrassed.

After returning to the room yesterday, she knew that the matter of kissing and hugging could not escape being brought up by him again.

really……

When his thoughts wandered, Fu Chenlie asked: "What do you think?"

"What do you think?"

"I want to be a normal couple with you, and I'm interested in you, shouldn't you feel honored?"

Wen Ran, "..."

Ha ha.

She smiled: "Boss, you are really narcissistic."

Fu Chenlie frowned slightly, stared at her and reminded: "Don't call me boss at home."

"……Oh."

"Let me hear you calling me boss at home again, and I'll kiss you."

Wen Ran, "..."

When she thought it was unnecessary, the corners of his lips curled into a deep and implied smile, staring at her with provocative naked eyes and added: "Kiss until you beg for mercy."

Wen Ran tightened her hands holding the chopsticks: "You... you should hurry up and eat, you'll be late for work later."

Omg.

In this life, she met such a cheeky and confident man as Fu Chenlie, what crime did she do?

……

After the meal, Wen Ran cleaned up the dishes.

After coming out of the kitchen, she walked to the sofa in the living room, looked at him and said, "I've packed everything, shall we go to work?"

"Talk to me?"

"correct."

"Why is there no title? If you are not allowed to call me the boss, you will not pay anything?"

"You know I'm just talking to you, the title doesn't matter."

"I think it's important."

"Husband... are you going to work now?"

"It's still early, don't worry, if I remember correctly, I said yesterday that I want to kiss when I go out in the morning?"

Wen Ran was taken aback.

He raised his eyebrows: "what, you forgot?"

"No... I didn't forget." She said.

Yesterday Fu Chenlie only said that he wanted to kiss when he went out in the morning, and he wanted to hug when he came back in the evening.

He didn't say who kissed whom, who hugged whom.

In order to avoid unnecessary breaking up, she bit the bullet and asked him: "Who kissed whom?"

With a smile on his brow, the latter threw the question back to her: "Then it depends on Mrs. Fu?"

Wen Ran didn't understand what he was up to, so he asked quietly: "What are you looking at me for? Aren't you the one who decides everything between us?"

"It's my decision, but I can ask for your opinion as a reference."

"Oh."

It's very democratic.

But Wen Ran knew that it didn't matter what she said.

This man is also real, and he pretends to be very respectful. In fact, he usually doesn't consider her feelings at all.

While Wen Ran was complaining and criticizing in his heart, Fu Chenlie got up.

He walked up to her, looked down at her, opened and closed his sexy thin lips: "So Mrs. Fu, do you like to kiss me or be kissed by me?"