My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 223: Did I... Take It off?

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Did I... Take It off?

Fu Chenlie watched her like a frightened little bird, his eyes filled with an even stronger sense of amusement.

He grabbed her hand and pulled it towards his abdomen, his deep voice carrying a hint of complaint, "I’ve never been touched by a woman on my abs before, the first time I’m offering it to you, and you refuse?"

Wen Ran mustered all her strength to pull her hand back, "I’m not worthy of such honor."

He was a man, and his strength was far too great.

Her full resistance seemed utterly futile.

As her hand was about to make contact with Fu Chenlie’s clothes, she heard him say, "You are my wife, no one is more deserving than you."

Wen Ran was on the verge of tears and could only look at him with a pitiful gaze, "Husband, please let me go!"

She had never seen a man force a woman to touch his abs before!

What was all this?

Fu Chenlie looked at her as if she was being coerced and reminded her, "This is a good thing, why are you so resistant, hmm?"

"I’ve never touched them before, I’m nervous, I don’t want to..."

"Everything has a first time, touch them once, and you can say you’ve done it, and you won’t be nervous in the future."

With those words, he arrogantly assured her, "Trust me, you’ll love the feeling!"

As he finished talking, the man pulled her hand even closer to his abs.

"Don’t!" Wen Ran cried out in panic.

In her uneasy nervousness, she suddenly realized that his pulling motion had stopped.

Wen Ran thought that it was finally all going to end.

But the next second, she heard the man speak, "The shirt might affect the feel somewhat if you mind, I... shall take it off?"

Wen Ran, "..."

So it wasn’t over, it hadn’t even truly begun!

Shocked, she also sneered inwardly.

Listen!

Listen to this man’s tone of voice, seeking her opinion!

He always gave others the illusion of being democratic when in fact he was acting unilaterally.

Fu Chenlie saw she was silent and raised an eyebrow, "Does no reply mean you consent, wanting me to take it off for you to touch?"

Wen Ran immediately snapped back to reality, "No need to take it off!"

He readily replied, "Okay, then we won’t take it off."

No sooner had he spoken than her hand was suddenly pulled forward, landing directly on the man’s stomach, or more accurately, on his abs.

Because of her nervousness, Wen Ran’s hand was clenched into a fist.

Even so, she still felt an overwhelming sense of nervousness.

But Fu Chenlie was not satisfied.

After her hand landed involuntarily on his abdomen, he stared intently at her with his dark eyes, observing every subtle expression on her face, his big palm forcibly unclenching her fist, spreading her small hand so that her entire palm was resting on his abs.

Having achieved his goal, the man looked her up and down, lifting his lips to pursue the question, "How does it feel?"

Wen Ran’s cheeks were already blazing red.

She had never touched a man’s abs so brazenly before.

As for how it felt?

Rock hard, very strong, a solid feeling.

It was not hard to guess that this was the result of Fu Chenlie’s years of consistent training.

His physique was already good, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, visible to the naked eye, but actually touching his abs revealed that a good body was not only pleasing to the eye, but also felt great to the touch.

As Wen Ran’s mind raced, her chin was suddenly lifted, and she found herself unexpectedly gazing into the man’s dark, profound eyes, with his voice softly coercing in her ear, "Mrs. Fu, I’m asking you a question, answer me, hmm?"