The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran was in a daze for about two seconds, and was woken up by Fu Chenlie's shifting kiss.

He went all the way down, kissing every skin on her body.

Indoors, the ambiguity continued to heat up.

They are crazy hot, without restraint.

Deep in love, Wen Ran suddenly thought that the fact that she liked Fu Chenlie so much might have something to do with the extreme happiness she felt physically.

He always made her lose control, dragging her most difficult point to restrain, asking her to ask him before giving it to her.

But as long as you give, you will be very full and full.

She really liked him and wanted to hold him and lean in his arms all the time, even if she drowned in his ferocity and tenderness, she would have no complaints.

……

the next day.

When Wen Ran opened her eyes, she saw that Fu Chenlie was also awake.

She smiled, got into his arms without hesitation, put her arms around his waist, and rubbed her face against his chest, smelling the man's familiar smell, she was satisfied.

The woman softly called out: "Husband, good morning."

"morning."

He responded and asked again, "Did your wife sleep well?"

She said "hmm": "I slept well."

Fu Chenlie rubbed her hair: "That's good."

Wen Ran closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved: "I like to hold you like this, and I really want to hold you like this forever."

"You can hold it forever."

"No."

He raised his tone slightly: "Why not?"

"You're always getting up, you're always getting out of this bedroom, and you have so many other things to do."

"We'll lie down at night, and I'll hug you again, huh?"

Wen Ran said "hmm" in a very soft voice.

In fact, she was just afraid of losing him. Jiang Wanning's existence made her very insecure. She could wake up in the same bed with him in such a harmonious way today, maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.

But what about the day after tomorrow?

Is it...not necessarily?

"Ma'am, it's time to get up, huh?" Fu Chenlie said suddenly.

Wen Ran came back to her senses, and when she met his gaze, she suddenly felt confused for a moment.

She tugged on his pajamas reluctantly: "Can I sleep a little longer?"

"It's time for breakfast."

"I'm not hungry."

He fiddled with the broken hair on her forehead: "But I'm hungry."

"Isn't it okay to sleep for another 10 minutes?"

"Too cold breakfast is bad for your stomach, get up, huh?"

Wen Ran felt a sense of sadness inexplicably.

It seemed that when it was time to leave, no matter how much she insisted on staying, it was useless.

She didn't let go, but rubbed into his arms: "One minute, one minute is fine, and the food won't be cold or bad for the stomach in one minute."

Fu Chenlie was helpless and funny, and finally dropped the word "good".

Wen Ran closed her eyes, hugged him tightly, and felt his heartbeat, his temperature, and the strength of his arm on her body.

I really like it, I like it a lot.

It's also true...so sad.

……

Years ago, Fu Chenlie specially prepared a generous gift for the New Year. On the 27th day of the Lunar New Year, he took Wen Ran back to the small town and gave it to his grandma.

They stayed for lunch.

Before leaving, grandma took Wen Ran's hand and looked at Fu Chenlie with a smile on her face: "Little Fu, I didn't expect you to be so caring. I knew my wife wanted my granddaughter, and I even knew that I would bring her back a few years ago. Okay, okay, I feel relieved that Ran Ran will marry you."

He responded patiently: "Don't worry, grandma, I will always treat Ran Ran well, and I will honor you with her."

As he said that, the man looked at Wen Ran fondly, and said in a gentle voice: "I will bring her back on the second day of the new year to give you New Year's greetings."