My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 130: Take the Initiative to Kiss Him

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Take the Initiative to Kiss Him

Wen Ran sat on Fu Chenlie’s lap, nervously staring into his deep, beguiling eyes, and for a moment, she felt her heart race so fast it almost leapt out of her throat, "Wha... what’s the most basic thing?"

He didn’t speak, but his left hand rose, gently touching her face; the calloused tips of his fingers caressed her right cheek in a dangerous and lingering gesture...

Wen Ran could distinctly feel the warmth of his fingertips, staring blankly at him, forgetting even to speak.

Fu Chenlie leaned in, inching closer to her.

Even if she was naive, she knew what he intended to do and, without thinking, reached up to grab his large hand to move it away.

But the man effortlessly captured her hand, his deep and magnetic voice carrying a hint of seductive persuasion, "Mrs. Fu, there are some things you can avoid temporarily but can’t escape forever. Be a good girl, and maybe the process will even be enjoyable, right?"

"But we agreed last time, first to develop feelings, to wait until I fall in love with you before we do that kind of thing."

"Did we agree? As I recall, I reneged that very night, and didn’t you wound me with a wireless charger? What’s wrong, does Mrs. Fu only remember the first part and conveniently forget everything that followed?"

Wen Ran, "..."

She was at a loss for words.

Fu Chenlie slightly curled his lips, resuming his previous actions.

Wen Ran watched him draw nearer to her, gritting her teeth. Just as the man’s lips were about to touch hers within the next minute, she suddenly turned her head.

His lips landed on her cheek.

At the same time, Wen Ran’s resistant demeanor also caught Fu Chenlie’s attention.

His brows furrowed instantly and when he spoke again, his restrained voice carried an undertone of frustration, "Wen Ran, do you really find me so unappealing?"

"It’s you who doesn’t really like me; you just want to have a child with me," she retorted bravely.

Yet the man said, "Aren’t I trying to like you?"

Wen Ran turned back to look into his dark, profound eyes, her face full of confusion, "Where are you making an effort?"

Fu Chenlie stared intently at her with deep-set eyes, saying in a deep voice, "Don’t you know that a man can develop love through sex? How can I develop love if you won’t let me touch you?"

"But I believe that liking someone shouldn’t be superficially limited to the physical."

"Then why don’t you show me your interesting soul?"

She lowered her innocent eyes, "I need time..."

From above her came the man’s scoffing voice, "How much time do you need? A month, or two? Don’t forget, our marriage contract is only a year long."

"Do you really have to pressure me like this?"

"Pressure you?"

Fu Chenlie let out a cold laugh, his tone growing heavier, "Wen Ran, this is your duty."

Wen Ran clenched her teeth and unconsciously tightened her hands. After a brief psychological struggle, she suddenly looked up, taking the initiative to kiss his lips and lifting her hands to wrap around the man’s neck.

Fu Chenlie was taken aback by the forceful kiss.

But when he saw her painfully furrowed brow, a nameless anger ignited within his chest.

Was being with him that excruciating for her?!

The man roughly pulled Wen Ran from himself and pushed her aside, suppressing the anger about to erupt, and threw a single word at her, "Leave."

"You don’t mean..."

"I told you to leave."

Wen Ran stood to the side, biting her lip, "Fu Chenlie, if you want to sleep, sleep. Why freak out after I agreed? This is the last time I will initiate, there won’t be a next time. Are you sure you don’t want it?"