Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

With a dull hum, a smile finally appeared on the man's tight face in the dark.

The dim moonlight outside the window reflected Xue he's painful face. The air pressure in the house was extremely low and full of oppression.

The frightening breath suddenly rose, which made Xue he feel that even breathing was a sin. Her body subconsciously retreated, but Han Qichen pinched her cheek.

Xue he was in pain. Two beautiful distant eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together. A pair of clear eyes looked at Han Qichen in fear.

"Hurt you?" Han Qichen's tone was cold and his expression was cold. He could hardly see a trace of tenderness. He narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and his strength was even more cruel, "but your expression just now was very satisfied. I didn't expect that your Kung Fu in bed hasn't retreated in the past three years. It's still the same as in those years. "

Mingming has not been insulted for the first time, but Xue he's heart still trembled when he heard this kind of words from his mouth, and his eyes gradually darkened.

"It's a pity that your usual tactics of Miss Xue have failed here. You'd better save your skill in front of me. "

Xue he raised his trembling eyes and said, "what's the matter? Am I so unbearable in your eyes? "

"No. It doesn't seem to be enough to describe you, Miss Xue. It should be said that... People do everything. "

It was such a relaxed tone, but it was like a sharp blade to gouge out Xue he's heart and erase her only poor dignity.

She was unwilling to look at Han Qichen. For a moment, she even had a glimmer of hope that he still loved himself. But what he saw with his own eyes was his cynical and ruthless face in the dark.

She loved him for six years and married him for three years, but in the end she got the four bloody characters' people do their best '.

Xue he took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions. Enduring the pain of * * in his lower body, he quickly sorted out his clothes pulled crooked by Han Qichen, and hurriedly stuffed some important items into his bag.

Han Qichen looked handsome and cold. His black eyes like midnight cold stars looked at Xue he who suddenly changed his attitude.

Even without saying a word, the smell of danger still emanated from him. He wanted to see what tricks she could make.

Xue he's still self-centered behavior was like a provocation in Han Qichen's eyes. He tightened his muscles and pulled her out of bed, almost throwing her out of bed.

The air pressure dropped suddenly. Han Qichen put it in her ear word by word. His tone was full of hot and cold warnings: "why do you want to run away from home?"

"It's been three years. Haven't you let go of your anger and tortured enough?" Xue he's voice choked and forced to disperse the fog at the bottom of his eyes. She clenched her hands and let her nails print rows of blood red crescent moon teeth in her palm. It was the first time in three years that she dared to resist him.

"Leave? Can you leave and go to the Xue family? Don't forget, you asked for your humiliation and wanted to marry me. " Han Qichen's tone was understated. While sorting out his clothes at will, he looked down at Xue he as if he were watching a homeless stray dog.

Self humiliation?

Xue he's pupils contracted violently, his heart twitched violently, and endless sadness surged up.