Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

At the thought of this, Han Qichen's eyebrows wrinkled tighter. He knew that Xue he had some strange ideas in her head. Why didn't she hope for her own good.

Han Qichen's lips raised a trace of evil charm, and a small conspiracy suddenly gathered in his mind.

He lowered his head and deliberately pretended to be deeply sad. His voice was so low that he didn't look like, "the doctor said..."

"Stop talking." Before Han Qichen finished, Xue he directly interrupted him. She was worried that she would not bear the news“ No matter how much time you have left, I will stay with you. As long as you receive treatment, I believe it will get better. If domestic hospitals can't see well, we will go abroad. I believe there is always a place to see well... "

Only at this moment did she fully understand that she had no way to leave Han Qichen, and she didn't even dare to imagine what she would do without him in the future. She vowed that if time could go back, she would not understand this until now. She will always be with Han Qichen. Even if he drives himself, she won't go.

She sucked her nose fiercely and firmly grasped Han Qichen's hand“ Shall I accompany you? No matter what you do in the future, I will accompany you. "

He wanted to tease Xue he, but he didn't expect the little woman to take it seriously. Looking at her sincere face now, his heart suddenly felt guilty.

However, seeing that Xue he was in high spirits, he couldn't directly interrupt her.

But knowing that Xue he could compromise so easily, I'm afraid he would have used this move long ago. While thinking, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a radian.

Xue he raised his eyes. "What are you laughing at?"

Han Qichen raised his hand and gently flicked Xue he's forehead, "who told you I had a terminal illness."

Xue he looked at Han Qichen in a daze. From beginning to end, he didn't seem to have said anything about the incurable disease“ But... "But he just showed a look of grief.

Looking at the successful smile on Han Qichen's face, Xue he seemed to suddenly realize something. She glared at him, "you lied to me."

"I didn't say anything from beginning to end. You don't know what you're thinking all day."

"I..." he didn't say anything just now, but she didn't explain it to herself at the first time.

Xue he looked around and suddenly took back his hand. She stopped her head and wiped the tears on her face. Her straight back suddenly stiffened and remembered what she had just said to Han Qichen.

She pursed her lips and pressed her forehead tightly. If she could, she would rather choose amnesia or Han Qichen amnesia.

She brushed her hair in front of her forehead and said, "it's getting late. If there's nothing wrong, I'll go first."

She got up and was about to leave, but Han Qichen grabbed her. "I just heard someone say that I should always be with me."

Xue he glared at him angrily, "you... You heard wrong..." anyway, his illness is also false. Why can't what she just said be false.

Han Qichen frowned and covered his stomach with his other hand.

"Terminal illness is false, but stomach disease is true." If he knew that the little woman's compassion was so rampant, he must have told her early in the morning.

Xue he looked back and found that Han Qichen's face was still very pale.

"Why does your stomach hurt again?" She turned around, her face full of worries, and had long forgotten what Han Qichen had just lied to her.

Han Qichen grabbed her hand and refused to release it. "Just stay for a while, don't move..." his stomach has always been very bad, but he hasn't been ill for a long time. Recently, he may have been ill again because he didn't eat breakfast.

As soon as the stomach disease breaks out, he feels as painful as a needle in his stomach, and the whole person will become irritable. But this is the first time. He feels that this stomach disease is also very good.

After relaxing for a while, Han Qichen gradually recovered his strength, loosened Xue he's hand and straightened up slowly.

"Are you better? Are you sure you don't have to go to the hospital?" Xue he is still a little uncertain.

Han Qichen shook his head. "Don't worry, you can't die."

Xue he's face immediately became gloomy. "Can you stop saying such unlucky words? Your requirements for your survival are too low. Just can't die." She complained unhappily that others treat their lives very precious, but he doesn't cherish his body at all.

"Did you have dinner?" She knew that Han Qichen had this problem, but as long as he ate on time and recuperated well, the disease would not happen.

Han Qichen pinched his eyebrows. "I'm not hungry." He really didn't seem to have eaten anything except a cup of coffee this morning. Although he went to a meal at noon, he felt that he had no appetite, so he just drank two salivas and didn't eat anything.