My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 369: I Please You

Chapter 369: Chapter 369: I Please You

Wen Ran caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of her eye and instinctively looked up.

Watching him step closer and closer until he finally sat down next to her, she froze and asked, "Why... why are you sitting here?"

He didn’t answer but countered with a question, "Is there a problem?"

"Your seat is across from me."

"Today, I feel like sitting closer to my wife. I don’t want to be across from you."

Wen Ran gave a sheepish laugh, withdrew her gaze, and kept eating.

Did he really need to sit this close?

It felt strangely unsettling.

She forced herself to stay calm, telling herself there was nothing to be nervous about. After all, between men and women, these things were normal. And they were husband and wife, so there was nothing unreasonable about it. She tried hard to convince herself to be more natural, not to act like someone who had never dealt with such situations before.

However—

Just as she managed to build up some mental composure, a hand suddenly landed on her thigh.

Wen Ran immediately turned her head, glaring at Fu Chenlie so hard her eyes nearly popped out: "You... What are you doing?"

His gaze shifted from her leg to her face, and he didn’t answer, instead asking, "Your clothes are so thin. Are you cold?"

"There’s heating in the house. I’m not cold."

"It’s cold outside. After we finish eating, change into something thicker, alright?"

She replied patiently, "I stay in the driver’s lounge at work most of the time, rarely going out. I’m not cold."

"Really?"

"Hmm."

The man nodded seriously and then slightly raised his brow: "So why didn’t you wear a skirt?"

Wen Ran blinked in confusion: "Huh?"

His handsome face carried a composed, noble air, but his tone was utterly casual: "Wearing a skirt would be more convenient."

At first, she didn’t understand what he meant by "convenient."

It wasn’t until the corner of his mouth curved into a sly smile.

Wen Ran’s face turned beet red in an instant.

She swatted his hand away and, flustered, stammered, "I... I’m eating."

After her words, she shifted her chair slightly farther away and even started eating faster.

Wen Ran was so tense she could hardly think straight.

She had always believed Fu Chenlie to be a gentleman. While he occasionally teased her with jokes, he had never crossed the line before. But now, their relationship had undergone a qualitative change, and his shamelessness seemed to know no bounds—he could say such suggestive things without blushing or skipping a beat.

She truly had no idea what kind of temperament he had deep down.

Wen Ran thought to herself that she probably had some fundamental misunderstanding of men in general.

...

After the meal, the two of them left the villa together.

In the courtyard, Wen Ran originally intended to head straight to the driver’s seat and take the wheel. Just as she was about to circle around the rear of the car, Fu Chenlie’s voice called out from behind, "Mrs. Fu, open the door."

She turned to glance at him, murmured an "Oh," and obediently walked over to the passenger side.

Standing by the car, Wen Ran was about to reach for the door handle when suddenly, she felt a broad chest press against her back. Two strong arms wrapped around her waist, and the sound of the man’s breathing gradually grew louder in her ears.

She instinctively shrank her neck: "What are you doing?"

"We’re supposed to hug and kiss every day. We haven’t done that yet today."

"We already did this morning."

"When?"

"On... the bed."

"That doesn’t count. That was me pampering you. Weren’t you happy?"

Wen Ran: "..."

She knew very well he was being shameless, but for some reason, she couldn’t bring herself to dislike it.

She tilted her head, her gaze locking deeply onto his handsome face: "Honey, you seem to have gotten a bit clingy lately."

"Clingy with you."

"Clingy with me? But if Ms. Wan Ning comes back, will you still be clingy with me?"

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