Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

An Qian slowly took Han Qichen's arm. "OK, but I heard assistant Jiang say that you have been very busy recently. In fact, it doesn't matter if you really don't have time. "

"I can spare time when I'm busy with you."

Xue he's eyes are empty, and the whole person seems to have been hollowed out of his soul. Her slender shoulders trembled violently, and her legs were slowly raised, ready to go upstairs.

"Who allowed you to leave." His cold voice had no emotion.

She opened her lips slightly, and a sad smile crossed the corners of her mouth. Full of ridicule, she is not laughing at others, but at herself. The person who lost something was herself, but she still had to beg and see others' faces.

She turned around, and the desolation on her face became more and more dignified“ I wonder if President Han has anything else to say. "

Han Qichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his throat seemed to be choked by something. He couldn't say a word.

Xue he coughed twice, and his face was very pale. "If President Han has nothing to do, I'll go upstairs first." She turned and left straight away.

Han Qichen narrowed his eyes coldly, and the fundus of his eyes was deep and invisible.

"Mr. Han, shall we go to dinner later?"

"Mr. Han."

Han Qichen suddenly pulled back his thoughts, "I still have work to deal with upstairs. If you're hungry, let Xiao Ke go with you."

The hand originally tightly grasped Han Qichen's arm, and suddenly became empty.

She was the only one left in such a big living room.

Back in the room, Xue he fell directly on the bed. I don't know why she suddenly felt so tired and just wanted to have a good sleep, but she couldn't help crying again when she thought of the pendant her father gave her.

So important things are gone. What should she do.

She put her head tightly under the quilt, and her slender body twitched.

Han Qichen stuck outside the door and listened to every move inside. He suddenly raised his hand, suddenly stopped in mid air, turned and left straight away.

I don't know how long it took, the tears in my eyes finally didn't flow out.

"Dong Dong -"

"Miss, can I come in?" Xiaoke carefully tried.

In a trance, Xue he slowly sat up from the bed“ Come in. " Her voice was hoarse.

Xiaoke was also slightly frightened, "Miss, are you okay? What happened to your voice."

Xue he cleared his throat. "I'm fine. Why don't you come here and have a rest?"

Xiao Ke frowned and looked a little dignified on his face. "Miss, what's the matter with you? Are you okay?" She looked at Xue he with red eyes. She looked like she had just cried.

Xue he took a breath, "it's all right."

"I just went to the kitchen to heat a glass of milk for you. Drink it quickly."

Xue he waved his hand, turned and walked towards the bed, "you put it, I don't have an appetite yet."

"No, I have to drink the milk while it's hot. It'll be cold in a minute." Xiao Ke brought it directly to Xue he.

Xue he shook his head helplessly and drank it down. She has no idea now. She just wants to have a quiet sleep.

"OK, you go out first. I want to be alone for a while."

Xiao Ke stood still. Seeing Xue he's like this, she couldn't leave at ease. "Miss, if you have anything else, it's better to talk to me than to be bored in your heart."

Xue he pulled out a smile hard. "I'm really fine. Go and be busy." She lay in bed and pulled the quilt over her head.

Xiao Ke sighed helplessly, turned away and closed the door gently.

She knocked gently. Without waiting for a response, she pushed the door open and went in.

"Young master, I have sent the milk to you, and I watched Miss Xue finish it." A little dissatisfaction was written on a white little face, "young master, what did you do today? Miss Xue cried sadly. Her eyes were red when I went in." Although she doesn't know what happened today, she knows it must be the young master's fault.