The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

When the warm lips were pressed against his cheeks, the blood in Fu Chenlie's whole body boiled.

He raised his head from her neck, the eyes staring at her were deeply terrifying, and the lust in his eyes was even hotter.

The man held her face with his big palm and kissed her lips again.

In the room, the ambiguity continued to heat up.

Wen Ran was in Fu Chenlie's arms, being teased out of control by his superb flirting methods.

She was even a little hard to tell, who drank the wrong thing, who played the role of the antidote in this love that didn't go to the end?

When the love was strong, Fu Chenlie brought a pair of Wen Ran's weak and boneless little hands to bring an end to this intercourse that shouldn't have happened so quickly.

Wen Ran's face, which was buried in the man's chest, was uncomfortably red.

She knew that she should get up and go back to her bedroom now, but she felt very tired again, and she was too tired to get up and get dressed again.

After a brief silence, Fu Chenlie played with her hair and said in a deep voice, "Are you still worried about getting pregnant?"

Wen Ran managed to regain normal heartbeat and instantly accelerated.

She closed her eyes shyly and said nothing.

"Asleep?" he asked again.

The woman responded: "No, I'm too tired, I'll lie down for a while and then go back to my room, is that okay?"

"No."

"Then I'm leaving now."

After saying that, Wen Ran pushed him to get up, but as soon as his arms were raised, he was pushed back.

Then Fu Chenlie's loud voice sounded: "I mean, I'll sleep here tonight, and I'll sleep here from now on."

"This...isn't it right?"

"Why is it inappropriate? We are husband and wife, and sharing the same bed is a normal thing."

She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "You said you slept in separate rooms."

He said without changing his face: "That was before, I regret it now."

Wen Ran, "..."

Are slaps in the face so righteous now? !

She stopped talking.

The man's chin rested on the top of her head, sniffing the fragrance of her hair greedily, and his low and ambiguous voice sounded slowly: "You are very comfortable to hold, soft and boneless."

Hearing these words, Wen Ran's heart softened.

In fact, she also felt that his embrace was very warm and gave her a sense of security, as if hugging him, she didn't have to be afraid of anything.

She is greedy.

It's just that this greed is accompanied by a bit of uneasiness.

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing that she was silent for a long time, Fu Chenlie couldn't help asking.

Wen Ran said lightly, "You want to hear what I have to say?"

He looked at the small face the size of a palm in his arms, and chuckled slightly between his breaths: "Do you dislike doing intimate things with me?"

"If you resent it, you won't be allowed to be unscrupulous."

"I've been very restrained."

Her cheeks were slightly hot: "... Oh."

After the words fell, the man suddenly raised his chin.

Wen Ran was forced to raise his face to meet his gaze, and all the intimacy between the two when they were in love just now appeared in his mind, and a blush inevitably appeared on his face.

She wanted to stagger her gaze to avoid it.

But the man's hands were domineeringly straightening her face, as if he wanted to meet her gaze.

Wen Ran couldn't bear it, so she had to look at him: "What are you doing?"

The latter's eyes were dark, and he asked in an unclear manner: "If you drank something unclean today, would you ask me for help?"

She frowned: "What's the problem?"

"It's a very simple question." After answering, Fu Chenlie patiently added: "If you don't understand, I can ask more bluntly. If you need a man, will you come to me?"