The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Hearing this, Fu Chenlie subconsciously glanced at the two people on the sofa.

The old lady and Wen Ran were chatting and laughing, without him being in the way, they seemed to be having a good chat.

As for Cheng Cheng's question...

The man came back to his senses: "When is it your turn to ask about my affairs?"

Over there, Cheng Cheng said weakly: "That... I am talking too much, let's do it first, you are busy."

Fu Chenlie hung up the phone.

He glanced at the old lady and Wen Ran, and didn't stop when he walked to the sofa. While listening to the two of them talking about the New Year's greetings, he went upstairs and returned to his room in Fu's house.

Seeing him going upstairs, Wen Ran didn't say anything, and continued to chat with grandma.

But after a short chat, the old lady said that she was a little sleepy.

Wen Ran helped her to rest.

As soon as the old lady lay down, her cell phone rang.

Wen Ran took the phone out of the old lady's bedroom.

The message was from Fu Chenlie, asking where she was.

Wen Ran: [help grandma go to rest. 】

Fu Chenlie: [Well, come to my room when you come back, I have something to say to you. 】

Have something to say to her?

On the way to Fu Zhai just now, didn't the two of them talk to the point where they had nothing to say?

What else would he have to say now?

Even so, she put away her phone and went to find him.

After all, she was not familiar with Fu Zhai, and even less familiar with the people in Fu Zhai.

Now that grandma is asleep, if she doesn't go to Fu Chenlie, there is really no other place to go.

Going upstairs, Wen Ran pushed open the bedroom door.

The door opened slowly, and she also saw the man standing on the balcony.

He was smoking, and the movement of flicking the ash was elegant and crisp, which was inexplicably attractive.

Wen Ran collected her thoughts, entered the bedroom, and closed the door.

She looked at the back of the man: "What do you want from me?"

Fu Chenlie turned around, put out the cigarette, and walked towards her step by step with long legs.

For some reason, Wen Ran just felt that the way the man looked at him at this moment was not easy.

as predicted--

As soon as he walked in front of her, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, lifted her chin and kissed her.

This movement was so sudden that Wen Ran reached out and pushed him subconsciously.

However, there was a huge difference in physical strength between the two, and she was no match for him at all. The man subdued her with brute force and forced her to kiss him wantonly.

He was good at ridiculing and teasing.

When she cooperates, he withdraws so that she can't get it. When he attacks, he will force her to retreat again and again.

Wen Ran really felt that she was no match for him in every respect.

This kiss didn't end until he had had his fill.

When she was withdrawing, the man pressed her forehead, and his low and hoarse voice was inexplicably bewitching: "Are you still pricking?"

Wen Ran frowned, feeling a little surprised for a moment.

After two seconds of reaction, she realized that he was asking about Hu stubble.

It seems... not tied anymore.

Just thinking about this, Fu Chenlie's low voice came to his ears again: "I just came here to shave my beard."

Wen Ran, "..."

She pushed him away, frowned at him, and said nothing.

The man raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

There was no expression on Wen Ran's face, her red lips parted and closed, and a word came out: "Scum."

"Still stuck?"

Fu Chenlie seemed a little puzzled. After finishing his sentence, he raised his hand and touched his chin. When he found that the shave was quite clean, he said in a serious manner: "It's not quite smooth, how can it be pricked?"

"I don't mean the beard, I mean you."

"Me? How did I get stuck?"

She pursed her lips, avoided his gaze, and said solemnly, "Scumbag of a scumbag."