Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

"What?" Xue he twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth and thought there was something wrong with his ears.

At the moment she took the umbrella, Han Qichen fiercely held her in his arms.

He greedily smelled the unique fragrance belonging to her and slowly closed his eyes.

Xue he frowned and struggled twice.

"Don't move." Han Qichen's low voice was charming, like a cello.

Xue he gave up his struggle. Why is he so tired? Is something wrong. Is it because of Anqian? Is he sad because Anqian can't have a baby.

Xue he raised another free hand to pat him on the back, but suddenly stopped in mid air.

Han Qichen's strength is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that he wants to knead Xue he into his own body.

Xue he was trembling slightly. She still lost her resistance to Han Qichen.

Han Qichen didn't move too much. He tried to restrain himself. After a long time, Han Qichen slowly released Xue he.

Xue he relaxed and gasped slightly. If he didn't let go of himself just now, Xue he was really worried that he would strangle him.

After taking a deep breath, Xue he said in a hoarse voice, "what can I do for you?"

Han Qichen frowned. "I can't come to you if I'm fine."

"President Han takes care of everything every day. Even if he is free, he should accompany miss an in the hospital. How can he come to me."

Han Qichen's face suddenly became gloomy. "If you mention other people in front of me next time, don't blame me for being rude."

He stood downstairs waiting for her for two hours, not to listen to her angry words.

Xue he realized that Han Qichen was really angry. She was interested and closed her mouth. She knew the consequences of angering him better than anyone else.

The rain continues and seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

This umbrella can barely cover one person, let alone add Xue he.

Most of Han Qichen's body was exposed outside, and most of his clothes were wet. Xue he consciously put his umbrella towards him. She was not worried about him, but felt that if he caught a cold in the rain, the responsibility must be on his own head.

"Just cover it yourself." Han Qichen gave a strong order.

I don't know when Han Qichen suddenly had a gift box in his hand.

"Here you are." He opened his mouth with an expressionless touch.

He doesn't look like giving gifts. He looks more like asking for debt.

Before Xue he could react, he grabbed the umbrella in Xue he's hand with one hand and stuffed the box into her arms with the other hand.

Xue he looked suspicious and thought of what Han Qichen said a few days ago. There shouldn't be any explosives in it. He wants to die with himself.

Xue he's face twitched twice, and his eyes showed a complex look.

"Why, don't you open it?"

Xue he coughed twice. "I'd better go back and see it."

"Look now."

Isn't this a gift for her? Shouldn't it be what she wants to see? How can she force others to open the gift.

Xue he watched the expression on Han Qichen's face warily, but he didn't see anything wrong from his face.

She opened the box and lying inside was a brooch.

But this brooch

Isn't this the $6 million Brooch at the auction, but shouldn't this brooch be in Anqian's hands now? Why is it here.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at Han Qichen, "this is..."

"Happy birthday." Han Qichen opened his mouth before Xue he finished talking.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and the expression on her face was intriguing.

Did he take this brooch that day just to give it to himself.

"This is not..."

"I robbed it from ye Zihan." Han Qichen interrupted Xue he again and deliberately added the words "Ye Zihan".