The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of his eye, and raised his head subconsciously.

Seeing him approaching her step by step, finally sat down beside her, looked at him blankly and asked, "You...why are you sitting here?"

The latter did not answer but asked instead: "Is there a problem?"

"Your seat is opposite."

"I want to sit closer to my wife today, I don't want to go across from each other."

Wen Ran sneered, looked away, and continued cooking.

Is it necessary to sit so close?

Weirdly uncomfortable.

She forced herself to calm down, thinking that there is nothing to be nervous about, men and women are just that, and they are husband and wife, so there is nothing embarrassing, so she persuaded herself to be more frank, and don't act like someone who has never seen a big girl. The scene is the same.

however--

Just when the mental construction was a bit complete, a hand suddenly appeared on the thigh.

Wen Ran turned his head for the first time, almost staring at Fu Chenlie's eyeballs: "You...what are you doing?"

He glanced at her legs, then looked at her face, and asked without answering, "Is it cold if you wear such thin clothes?"

"There is heating in the house, it's not cold."

"It's cold outside, after dinner, change into thicker clothes, huh?"

She patiently said: "I work in the driver's lounge at work, I hardly go out, and it's not cold."

"Really?"

"Ah."

The man nodded seriously, then raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then why don't you wear a skirt?"

Wen Ran was stunned: "Huh?"

He had a handsome look on his handsome face, and he was even more casual when he spoke: "It's more convenient to wear a skirt."

At first she didn't understand what he meant by convenience.

Until, a three-point smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

Wen Ran's face turned red after a "rub".

She immediately knocked off his hand, and was so nervous that she stammered: "I... I have eaten."

After the words fell, he moved the stool aside, and even the movement of eating became faster.

Wen Ran was so nervous that she was dying.

In the past, she always thought that Fu Chenlie was a gentleman. Although he occasionally teased her with jokes, at least he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. But now, after the qualitative leap in their relationship, his face has become so thick Yes, even if you say that kind of ambiguous words, your face will not blush and your heart will not beat.

I really don't know what kind of temper he has in his bones.

Wen Ran thought, she probably had some profound misunderstanding about men.

……

After dinner, the two left the villa together.

In the yard, Wen Ran was going to get into the driver's seat and drive, but just as he was about to go around the rear of the car, Fu Chenlie's voice came from behind him: "Mrs. Fu, open the door."

She glanced back at him, said "Oh", and obediently walked to the side of the co-pilot.

After standing still, Wen Ran was about to stretch out his hand to pull the car door, when suddenly a broad chest was stuck behind him, and his waist was also embraced by two powerful arms. The man's clear breathing sound gradually amplified in his ears.

She shrunk her neck subconsciously: "What are you doing?"

"Hugs and kisses every day, not today."

"It was in the morning."

"When?"

"While in...the bed."

"That doesn't count, it's me pleasing you, aren't you happy?"

Wen Ran, "..."

He knew that he was playing a scoundrel, but for some reason, he couldn't hate him no matter what.

She tilted her head and looked deeply at the man's handsome face: "Honey, you seem to have become a little clingy."

"Stick to you."

"You are clinging to me, then if Miss Jiang comes back, will you still cling to me?"