The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

in the bathroom.

Wen Ran stood in front of the mirror in a daze for a while before entering the shower room.

The shower was turned on, and the 37-degree water fell from the top of the head, which was just warm and comfortable on the skin.

When she closed her eyes, her thoughts wandered away—

Fu Chenlie's intention to shield Jiang Wanning couldn't be more obvious, but why?

Is it to maintain Bai Yueguang's refined image in his heart, or is he afraid that her legal wife will cause trouble for such a small matter? !

Wen Ran was not happy.

However, his blatant partiality made her even lose interest in arguing about theories.

Forget it this time.

If it's New Year's Eve, he can watch the fireworks with her as promised, even if it's just a coincidence that Jiang Wanning didn't act as a monster that day, she will forgive him.

And tell him that they have a baby.

This opportunity is for Fu Chenlie, as well as for her and her children.

……

in the bedroom.

Fu Chenlie leaned against the head of the bed, flipping through financial magazines boredly.

When the bathroom door was pushed open, he turned his head and looked over.

Wen Ran came out wearing a silk pajamas. Her black hair had already been blown dry, fluffy and soft on her shoulders, and her fair face was reddened by the water vapor, making her look very attractive.

She came towards the bed.

The man slightly hooked his lips: "Why is it taking so long to take a bath today?"

Wen Ran pursed her lips: "I washed my hair twice."

He stared at her from top to bottom and looked at her, and asked inexplicably: "Washed clean?"

She didn't know whether he was talking about the body or the hair, and the red lips opened and closed: "The hair is washed and dried."

Fu Chenlie gave a low "hmm".

He pulled back the quilt beside him and looked at her with an "inviting" look.

Wen Ran was going to go to sleep, but now he felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him.

She took off her shoes, and as soon as her legs were put on the bed, she was pushed down. On the handsome face above her head, a pair of deep eyes stared at her, as if she was about to eat people, staring at her.

"You...what are you doing?" Wen Ran stammered a little.

The man lowered his head, and his thin lips stopped next to her ear: "Did you wash it there?"

"what?"

"Washed clean?"

Wen Ran pushed him: "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm going to sleep."

"Didn't it feel good last time?"

"I'm sleepy!"

Fu Chenlie chuckled, as if he didn't hear her at all, he lowered his head, and when his thin lips touched her delicate ears, when his dry lips touched, he felt Wen Ran's body shrink back nervously.

He said persuasively: "Don't be nervous, I will be very gentle."

"You shouldn't have had a good rest for a day and two nights, aren't you tired?"

"Compared to the visual and psychological impact of seeing Mrs. Fu hugging other men, in terms of physical strength, what is my tiredness?"

Wen Ran, "..."

That matter has already been clearly explained, so why mention it?

When his eyes were wandering, his jaw was suddenly pinched, and the man stared at her with deep eyes: "Madam, who am I?"

The latter frowned: "Fu Chenlie."

"What am I you?"

"Husband."

He frowned and asked, "Husband or what?"

Wen Ran looked at him in bewilderment, and finally answered the question: "...It's husband, are you sick?"

"I'm not sick, you answered correctly."

As he said that, the man rolled his Adam's apple, his deep eyes grew a little fierce, and said word by word: "Madam, since you have seen it clearly, remember it clearly for me tonight, okay?"

She asked impatiently: "What do you want me to remember clearly?"

"Remember clearly, who is your man." After saying these words loudly, he tore off her clothes, and kissed her lips aggressively...