Contracted Husband: Doting on His Wife to the Bone

Feng Ranran's feet suddenly jumped into the air, and she instinctively screamed. When she recovered, she realized that she was being picked up by someone.

"Where are you going?"

It turned out that An Haoran came back from the phone call and listened to the other party's questions, but Feng Ranran still hesitated and couldn't understand.

Seeing her look like this, An Haoran seemed to understand, and then he took her directly to the toilet without listening to her nonsense.

"How did you know I wanted to come to the bathroom?"

Feng Ranran's eyes dodge and she doesn't dare to look at anyone.

"You made it so obvious, how could I not know."

These words reminded Feng Ranran of the time when she was in the hospital. Qinqin was absent because she had something to do. She also wanted to go to the toilet. An Haoran happened to push the door open and bumped into her. Of course, An Haoran came over to help, but it was just a girl who went to the toilet. Why do you have the nerve to ask a boy for help with this matter?

Therefore, Feng Ranran also ignored other things and refused to say anything. However, how could she be An Haoran's opponent? Under the calm guidance of the other party, she quickly revealed everything.

"You, you go out."

She was a little ashamed. The last time she was in the hospital, the man didn't go out because he was afraid of her falling. Even though the man kept his promise and turned his back to her, she was still ashamed for a long time and wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

Perhaps knowing that her mental endurance was not strong at this time, An Haoran waited for her outside the door, and dutifully took her back after she went to the toilet.

At night, Feng Ranran wanted to go back to her room to sleep.

However, it was dismissed.

The reason is that she cannot take care of herself alone.

Feng Ranran couldn't refute, she could only watch helplessly as the man carried her to his bed, and was teased verbally by the serious-looking man.

"We are a legal couple, and it is normal for us to sleep together."

Okay, it's just that the word 'legal couple' is a little bit ambiguous. Both of them know how the identity of this legal couple came about, but when he said it, this matter is not an unpleasant beginning. , as if it were some sweet memory.

Feng Ranran was ashamed and angry.

In the end, due to a leg injury, I had no choice but to let others arrange it.

Although it was not the first time that the two of them slept together in the same bed, there were still some differences.

For example, the identities of the two changed. An Haoran was no longer her boss, but her boyfriend.

Like every couple sleeping together for the first time, Feng Ranran was a little nervous at this time. Even the slightest scraping sound of clothes behind her could attract her full attention.

She was like a lamb waiting for the slaughter, waiting for her next fate.

But her knife never fell.

After she waited for a few more minutes, there was no movement on the bed behind her. She could only open her eyes and look behind her.

The man spread cushions on the sofa, as well as pillows and quilts.

At this moment, Feng Ranran felt ashamed for the ambiguous scene in her mind just now.

She felt a little aggrieved and also felt a little unknown: "What are you doing?"

Just after saying that, she regretted it. Isn't it obvious what he was doing?Asking like this not only makes you look stupid, but also seems like a different kind of invitation.

But she didn't open her mouth to explain. Instead, she hugged the quilt on her body and looked at the busy man beside the sofa in the distance with her clear eyes.

She didn't know that her face was already blushing with embarrassment, and even her eyes were filled with mist from the heat on her face. She looked beautiful and coquettish, like a seductive fairy in the mountains.

An Haoran couldn't help but move his Adam's apple.

The voice was low and dumb: "Put down the quilt."

Feng Ranran was a little annoyed about what she said, but when she got the answer, she pretended that it was nothing and nodded calmly: "Yeah, then you can do your business. I'll go to bed first." When she lay down, she seemed a little uncomfortable. Tai assured: "It's cold tonight, please cover me more."

After all, the space on the sofa is obviously not enough for An Haoran, a 1.8-meter tall guy. Not only is it crowded, but he may not even be able to turn over.

The corners of An Haoran's lips curled up, and he chuckled as if he was in a good mood: "Yeah."

Feng Ranran didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt a little uncomfortable when she saw that the other party was still calm and ready to sleep on the sofa.

She could only tell herself that it was because she felt sorry for him.

With such a mood, she finally fell asleep among her messy thoughts.

Of course, she didn't know that after she fell asleep, the man held her face cherishingly, kissed her forehead gently, and whispered good night to her.

When Feng Ranran got up the next day, An Haoran had already gotten up.

Then the two of them had breakfast and tidied up, and the customized wheelchair finally arrived, delivered by Special Assistant Qin.

Because she was moving, An Haoran pushed her into the car first, settled her down, and took her to the villa first.

All other subsequent moving matters were left to Special Assistant Qin to arrange.

The place we arrived was a villa area, and the distance between each villa was just right, neither too far apart nor too close to each other.

When entering, because there was a steep slope, Feng Ranran pushed the wheelchair in by herself, while An Haoran went to park the car.

The nanny who came to greet her at the door was the nanny who had been notified. Seeing the owner's wife coming, she hurried forward and pushed Feng Ranran into the house.

The furnishings in the house still continue An Haoran's style as always, but with a touch of low-key luxury. The design and materials of the whole house, although simple and elegant, are also very exquisite.

Feng Ranran didn't stay long before An Haoran came back.

The nanny had already started preparing lunch. Feng Ranran pushed the wheelchair onto the elevator and went to the second and third floors. She looked at them all. Because she didn't get permission, she didn't go into the room. She just went to the room prepared for her on the second floor.

Next door is An Haoran's room, and the nanny had just told her about it.

When An Haoran came to find her, she just walked around and found that the styles were all the same. There was no difference in her room. If there was any difference, the bedding would be more feminine.

It can also be seen from this that An Haoran did take her over to live on a temporary basis.

"How is it?" An Haoran asked.

"good."

Feng Ranran really doesn't like such a style with cooler tones, which may be related to her childhood experience. Instead, she prefers warmer tones, which makes her feel warm.

"Well, look here, Mrs. Chen made a mistake just now. Your room is next door."

After An Haoran finished speaking, he stepped forward and pushed her to the next room. It was An Haoran's room that the nanny Chen said.

She was a little confused, and when the door opened, she was indeed a little surprised.

Because the decoration style inside was obviously based on her preferences, and it smelled like something new. It looked like it had been re-decorated recently, and many things inside were new.

"I have been preparing it since you were on a business trip. I plan to bring you here to stay for a while occasionally."

This can be regarded as an explanation for why the rooms are all according to her preferences, and they are still in such a new condition.

"Like it?"

Now that we’ve reached this point, how can we still say we don’t like it?

Feng Ranran nodded, unable to hide the smile on his lips.

The last chapter was blocked. I don’t know when it will be lifted. Please forgive me for the bad reading experience. And thank you for your recommendation votes. Thank you for your support. Although the data is very poor, I will still insist on finishing it.