The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran, "..."

She just couldn't communicate with him.

But if she doesn't communicate with him, she will always maintain this posture with him, and her legs will go numb.

The woman said patiently, "What do you want?"

Fu Chenlie looked at him greedily, and his handsome face was full of lust: "Since you've already touched me, why don't you kiss me too, once you kiss me, I'll let you go."

"You are dreaming."

"Okay, I'm dreaming, so let's do it like this. After all, I enjoy it when you lean on me."

Wen Ran was out of breath: "You..."

"how?"

"Do you still want to be shameless?"

He Ling Chi: "In front of you, when am I going to show my face?"

Wen Ran, "..."

This man doesn't like oil and salt.

She really didn't know what to do.

They are now in Fu's underground parking lot, what would they think if someone came over and saw their posture?

She gritted her teeth and said, "Fu Chenlie, if you don't let me go, don't blame me for being rude."

The man pursed his lips, with a beating expression: "How can you be so rude? I'm really looking forward to it?"

"Are you sure you're looking forward to it?"

"of course."

"Okay, then you can look forward to it."

After the words fell, the woman's knees suddenly bent and pushed toward his crotch.

however--

Fu Chenlie seemed to have expected her actions a long time ago.

He reached out to hold her knee in time, and looked at her with pursed lips: "If I'm useless, you won't be able to enjoy happiness for the rest of your life."

Wen Ran took advantage of the loose hands behind his waist and pushed him away.

The man watched her get up, his eyes changed suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to her without thinking.

thump—

Wen Ran's head hit Fu Chenlie's hand.

And Fu Chenlie's hand hit the roof of the car.

She saw him wrinkle his eyebrows in pain, but when he met her eyes, his eyes were full of worry for her: "What are you panicking? What if you hit your head?"

Wen Ran pursed her lips, and the anger she had just turned into worry instantly turned into worry.

She said a little uncomfortably, "Are you... all right?"

"Not good, it hurts."

"Who told you to reach out?"

The man snorted slightly, and asked instead: "Didn't you say I'm useless at all? Protecting your head from being bumped today can be regarded as playing a negligible role."

Her face changed slightly, and she didn't know what to say.

Glancing at his hand again: "It seems a little red, but you should be fine if you have rough skin and thick flesh, but thank you, Mr. Fu, for helping me avoid disaster just now."

"Thank you?"

"Can't I be grateful?"

Fu Chenlie sneered coldly, and said unceremoniously, "Thank you, invisible and intangible, what do I want it for?"

Wen Ran really didn't know how to answer these words.

She pursed her lips: "I've sent you back to the company, now I'm leaving, Mr. Fu goodbye."

"My hand hurts, don't you care?"

"It can't be destroyed, and you don't even need to apply medicine, just bear with it."

He looked like a rogue: "Some things can be tolerated, but some things can't."

"What do you mean?"

"I need you, but we are divorced, I can bear it, but you hurt my hand, I can't bear it."

Wen Ran watched him say obscene words without changing his face, and just wanted to leave as quickly as possible.

However, thinking that he suffered because of her, he still asked: "... So, what do you want to do?"

The man leaned on the back of the chair and stretched out his hand: "It hurts, rub it for me."