The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran looked at Fu Chenlie's handsome and gentle face, only to realize that he seemed unable to resist the visual impact of such a face.

Especially, he also talked to her in a flattering tone, with a bit of coaxing in his persuasion.

Wen Ran's subconscious self-strategy——

She has made it clear to Qin Zeyu that she didn't send the message, so it shouldn't be embarrassing even if she meets him next time?

The car that hit Qin Zeyu was finally paid, so it was cleared.

As for Fu Chenlie, although he did not apologize on the surface, he was patient with her and gave her a gift. In fact, the meaning of the apology was already obvious.

Forget it, just accept it when you see it.

Wen Ran looked at him, gave a low "um", and stretched out his hand to take the gift in the man's hand, but just as he was about to touch it, his hand suddenly withdrew and she missed it.

Wen Ran suddenly became angry from embarrassment and glared at him.

The latter took a step closer to her, with a smile on his thin lips, and a helpless and doting voice: "Are you angry again?"

"No."

"It's fine if you don't have one. I just want to put the necklace on for you with my own hands."

Hearing this, Wen Ran couldn't help softening her heart.

Sometimes I really feel that Fu Chenlie is good at handling people's hearts.

Her heart was up and down, all thanks to him.

He had already taken the necklace out of the box, and he also went around behind her, wrapped the necklace around her neck and took it to the back, controlled the necklace with one hand, and took her hair aside with the other hand, bowed his head and fastened it carefully buckle.

Wen Ran felt the breath hit her neck when the man leaned over to help her put on the necklace, it was itchy, and her heart beat inexplicably faster.

After putting on the necklace, Fu Chenlie walked up to her and nodded seriously: "Very beautiful."

She met his gaze: "necklace?"

"you."

"……Oh."

Wen Ran's heart moved uncontrollably.

This was the first time he said seriously that she was beautiful, whether it was true or false, she couldn't bear it.

The man lifted her chin with his hand, and slowly approached her with a handsome face: "Mrs. Fu, I went abroad the day before yesterday. You are at home. Do you miss me?"

Wen Ran's eyes dodged: "I just have something to think about for a day."

"Why can't I think about it for a day? Before that, we were inseparable every day. Except for sleeping, we never separated for more than an hour."

"Oh."

Fu Chenlie pressed her forehead, and with a bewitching voice, he asked again: "So you miss me?"

Wen Ran pursed her lips: "Don't ask."

"why?"

"If you ask, there is no."

He chuckled softly: "So, if you don't ask, you have it?"

Hearing his deep voice, Wen Ran's heart felt like a drum beating for a moment.

Her heart beat really fast, so fast that she felt as if she really liked the man in front of her.

But they still want to divorce, she better not like him!

When Wen Ran reminded himself like this, his lips were suddenly caught.

Fu Chenlie kissed him without warning, his movements were gentle, patient and gentlemanly, tracing the shape of her lips bit by bit, as if he was tasting something beautiful.

She grasped the clothes around his waist tightly with her hands, tilted her head slightly, and accepted the deep kiss that gradually became emotional with him, and even... stuck out her tongue for the first time to respond to him.

At that moment, the man's heart seemed to stop beating for a second, and his whole body became stiff.

When Wen Ran realized it, when she responded to him, she hugged him even tighter and kissed him more impulsively and presumptuously.

The breath tangled and the air heated up.

Wen Ran's whole body was limp in Fu Chenlie's arms, holding him tighter and tighter, smelling the clean and clean manly scent from his body between breaths, a thought came to his mind to get into his body ...