My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 195: Do you want to... go further?

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Do you want to... go further?

Wen Ran’s education in kissing had come from Fu Chenlie.

Their first kiss was with him, and the second and third too.

The kiss she was experiencing right now was what she imagined kissing a man should feel like, before having any kissing experience.

She felt her heart race inexplicably fast as he kissed her. She didn’t know whether it was panic or something else that made her subconsciously close her eyes, but her brows also knotted, showing her tension and anxiety.

Gradually, Wen Ran felt Fu Chenlie losing control.

His breathing grew heavier, and his body slowly began to change.

When Wen Ran realized the man holding her was starting to change, her mind exploded with a buzz, and she subconsciously turned her head, attempting to end the kiss, to jump down from him, to put distance between them.

But the man was still immersed in it.

The moment she turned her head, his burning kiss landed on her cheek.

Fu Chenlie opened his eyes slightly and, catching sight of her flustered state, let out a soft chuckle amidst the kisses, the disruption doing nothing to spoil his mood.

The man continued to kiss her cheek and, as his lips lingered to her ear, his bewitching and deep voice followed, "Mrs. Fu, do you believe me now that I am truly interested in you?"

His sensually attractive voice carried a lethal seduction like never before, assaulting Wen Ran’s auditory system, demolishing her rationality.

She was so nervous she didn’t know what to do and stammered, "You... put me down..."

"I haven’t held you enough yet."

"But... mmm..."

Wen Ran was kissed by Fu Chenlie once again.

This time, his kiss was much more urgent, and the arms that held her tightened even more.

Breaths entwined, she even thought that maybe he did like her a bit.

At least he was greedy for her beauty and figure.

Otherwise, why would he, always so cold, become so emotional while kissing her?

At some point, Wen Ran’s hands, clasping the man’s neck, had clenched tightly onto the shirt on his back, palms sweating.

While enduring his kiss, her heart thumped wildly, completely devoid of the rationality and clarity she had just moments ago during their confrontation.

Fu Chenlie savored her soft sweetness, finding it unexpectedly addictive, constantly wanting to take more.

But he feared scaring her off and restrained himself until the grip on her shoulders gradually tightened in an extreme effort to control himself, hurting her...

"Hiss—"

Wen Ran felt like her shoulder was being crushed, and in pain, she let out an involuntary sound.

That’s when he let go of her.

The air grew warmer, the ambiguity intensified, and after the abrupt pause, their gazes met with newfound complexity.

Wen Ran’s hands were still tightly gripping his shirt.

Fu Chenlie curved his lips into a smile, "Mrs. Fu, are you trying to take off my clothes or strangle me?"

Hearing this, she released her hands abruptly.

He rolled his Adam’s apple, his voice low and hoarse as he spoke, "I never realized that kissing Mrs. Fu could be so addictive. It seems that some things can’t be fully appreciated by just skimming the surface. Would you like to... go further?"

His voice was full of temptation.

Wen Ran controlled her wildly beating heart and shook her head dazedly, "No... I don’t want to."

Being rejected, Fu Chenlie wasn’t angry but instead patiently asked, "Why?"

"I’m scared..."

"I won’t be violent, nor will I be rough, alright?"

Wen Ran cautiously looked at his expression and discovered that the way Fu Chenlie was looking at her right now was very different...