The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran glanced at the ring on his hand, and then at Fu Chenlie.

He took her hand and kissed her gently on his lips, his eyes were deep and complicated, and he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Mrs. Fu, do you like it?"

"Fortunately."

"So reluctantly?"

She closed her eyes and remained silent.

The ring is a thing outside of the body, and she and Fu Chenlie are not a perfect couple, how happy can they be?

To put it bluntly, if Tan Qiming hadn't openly expressed his affection for her "Mrs. Fu" in Fu Chenlie's office, she would not have such a ring on her ring finger today to represent being married.

Seeing that she was silent, Fu Chenlie didn't investigate further.

He turned her palm over and put the men's ring in her palm: "Mine, you wear it for me too."

Wen Ran glanced at him: "Why don't you wear it yourself?"

"I wear it for you, and you have to wear it for me. This is called reciprocity."

"……Oh."

She responded casually, took his bony hand, and put the ring on the ring finger.

The task was completed, and when Wen Ran was about to withdraw his hand, Fu Chenlie suddenly pulled her, and the unsuspecting woman slammed into his arms head-on, and at the same time, her chin was picked up as she pressed her waist and palmed her.

Wen Ran frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

"I have something to ask you."

"What?"

Fu Chenlie's eyes darkened, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "If that Liu Jing just now didn't change his mind and asked for my mobile phone number, would you kiss Qin Zeyu?"

Wen Ran stared at him, her thoughts wandering for a moment.

Although she hated Liu Jing's big risky approach in her heart, according to the rules of the game, she had to kiss Qin Zeyu.

But in front of Fu Chenlie, how dare she?

"No." After Wen Ran regained consciousness, she said two words.

Fu Chenlie snorted, and rubbed his callused fingertips back and forth on his chin inexplicably: "Did you say no after thinking about it for so long? Is it your truth? Or... because you were afraid of me, you gave me An answer that you think is correct?"

She frowned: "Have you always liked to get to the bottom of things so much?"

His eyes moved slightly: "What do you mean?"

There was a very shallow smile on the corner of Wen Ran's mouth: "You just ask others questions and others answer them. Why do you have to find out what the other person is thinking?"

"Know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles. You don't understand such a simple truth?"

"This is at home, not in the mall. We are husband and wife, not enemies. You should believe every word I say unconditionally, instead of trying to figure out each other's psychology like you are negotiating business with others. You don't need to win because I am not in to fight you."

After she finished speaking, the man's hand holding her chin stopped slightly.

Being taught to do things for the first time, I didn't feel disgusted, let alone angry, and even felt that there was some reason.

Fu Chenlie stared at Wen Ran's delicate face as big as a palm, and slightly curled his lips: "I can't tell, but Mrs. Fu's theories are all the same."

"I'm just telling the truth, you've been walking around the mall for a long time, plus..." She hesitated for a while before continuing: "I've been out for two years, and I don't deal with women very much, so I'm lacking in the way of getting along as a couple. , it's normal."

"Really? Then Mrs. Fu knows so well, is she rich in experience?"

Wen Ran immediately denied it: "No."

The man sneered: "What is that?"

She didn't change her face: "It may be the gender advantage of being a woman."