The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran walked with him to the door of the children's room, knocked on the door lightly before pushing it open.

She went ahead and went in.

The man followed.

Little Lemon was lying on the bed, and when she saw Fu Chenlie coming, she sat up immediately, and said in surprise, "Uncle Fu, why are you here?"

Wen Ran said that Little Lemon already knew he was her father, but she still called him Uncle Fu.

But it doesn't matter, she grew up to five years old, he has never fulfilled the responsibility of being a father, now that his background has just been revealed, it is too reluctant to ask her to change his words.

The man walked to the bed, looked at her and said, "I want to tell you a bedtime story."

"Really?" Little Lemon asked back, looked at Wen Ran again, and said with a smile: "But when Uncle Fu and Mom hadn't broken up, they lived with us and didn't tell me a bedtime story. Moving away from here, you suddenly want to tell me a bedtime story?"

Fu Chenlie, "..."

why?

Because she thought about it suddenly, why did she think it was?

Little Lemon added strangely: "Uncle Fu, do you miss my mother?"

Fu Chenlie, "..."

He glanced at Wen Ran, and then turned his gaze back to Little Lemon: "I missed you, why, Little Lemon doesn't want to hear Uncle Fu tell bedtime stories?"

"Think about it." She replied, pointing to the stool beside the bed: "Uncle Fu, sit on the stool and tell me stories."

After arranging him, Little Lemon looked at Wen Ran again: "Mom, sit on my bed. I want Mom and Uncle Fu to stay with me. You can leave after I fall asleep, okay?"

Wen Ran nodded: "Okay."

After responding, she sat down beside the bed.

Fu Chenlie also sat down on the stool.

Little Lemon took Wen Ran's hand and looked at the man: "Uncle Fu, you can tell me a story now, I'm going to sleep."

The latter said "OK".

After finishing the words, he picked up the story book on the bedside, flipped through a few pages, and looked at the childish and unfounded fairy tales on it. He just felt that these things were all deceptive, and he couldn't tell them.

Little Lemon urged: "Uncle Fu, why don't you tell me, I'm going to fall asleep."

"immediately."

"Uh-huh!"

Fu Chenlie frowned and said, "Is it okay to tell the story about the big bad wolf and Little Red Riding Hood?"

"The big bad wolf?"

"Ah."

Little Lemon looked at him and said, "Uncle Fu, Mom also told me the story of the big bad wolf last time, but it was about the little white rabbit."

"There is this fairy tale?"

"Mom told me, Uncle Fu asked Mom."

Wen Ran, "..."

She didn't know how to answer, so she glanced at the man indifferently, and pretended to be calm and said: "It's time for her to go to bed, and she has to go to school tomorrow, so hurry up and tell a story."

He said "hmm" and began to tell stories to Little Lemon.

Wen Ran sat aside, passively listening.

In the process of listening to the story, she suddenly discovered that Fu Chenlie's voice is so pleasant, deep and magnetic, it is easy to attract people to listen to it attentively, especially, his voice sounds like he has learned broadcasting.

Just by listening to his voice, it seems that it is not difficult to guess what a delicate face a man with such a voice would have.

Wen Ran's thoughts went away, and she couldn't help raising her eyes to look at him.

Fu Chenlie was still reading the story, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Youdao's gaze falling on him, the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction, and he became more focused on reading the storybook.