Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Han Qichen raised his eyebrows. The expression on his face was incomprehensible. He couldn't see what he was thinking.

Xue he seemed to think of something suddenly, and his pupils tightened suddenly“ I have something to ask you. "

Han Qichen's expression was a little confused, "say it, what's the matter."

"Anqian... Is she all right now..." before, she heard that Anqian's mood was very unstable. If she knew she was with Han Qichen now, she wouldn't be stimulated.

Han Qichen's eyes flickered. He thought Xue he had forgotten it long ago. Unexpectedly, she still remembered it now“ What's the matter? I'm jealous. "

Xue Hebai glanced at Han Qichen and said angrily, "I'm seriously asking you now. I'm not kidding you."

Han Qichen raised his arms and took Xue he into his arms. "I was seriously replying to you just now. I didn't joke with you."

The body paused slightly and slowly broke away from Han Qichen's arms“ You don't have to hide it from me. I heard that Anqian's situation is very unstable. "

Han Qichen narrowed his eyes and slowly looked at Xue he, "who told you." He knows that the matter about an Qian has always been an inextricable knot in Xue he's heart, so he tries to hide it from Xue he.

Xiao Ke called her a while ago and asked her how she was recently. I had nothing to talk about. Xiao Ke accidentally leaked his mouth.

"You don't care how I know. Anyway, I just know."

Han Qichen gently put his hands on Xue he's shoulder. "I'll handle this matter, so you don't have to worry."

She was a little tangled and didn't know how to answer Han Qichen. Even if she said she wasn't worried now, it was all false. Ann Qian is crazy and out of control. She hasn't seen it before. What if she really can't figure out what to do.

"Did you hear that? Don't worry about it or think about it. I'll take care of everything."

After a moment of silence, she slowly nodded. Maybe she should choose to trust Han Qichen and believe that he will handle everything. Shouldn't two people trust each other when they get along.

She pressed close to Han Qichen's chest and felt his beating heart, "well, I heard it."

"But promise me first. Don't let an Qian know about it. I'm afraid she can't stand it."

Han Qichen patted Xue he's head, "I'll handle it." They hugged each other for a moment and slowly loosened Xue he, "accompany me to a party this weekend."

Xue Heyang raised his eyebrows, and a bad feeling flashed in his heart, "can I refuse?"

Han Qichen turned black and stared at Xue he's face. "I'll pick you up at the weekend." He won't attend ordinary occasions easily, but this time the other party has some friendship with the Han family, so he has to sell people's face. And he can also take this opportunity to let everyone recognize Xue he's face and let others know that this is his person.

And he knew that Xue he had nothing to do on Sunday, so she had no reason to refuse herself.

Xue he glanced at his mouth. He didn't ask himself whether he wanted it or not.

That night, Xue he was lying in bed and couldn't sleep again. But in the past, she couldn't sleep because of worry. This time, she couldn't sleep because of her inner excitement.

She lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Have they really made up now? This feeling is not very true.

The pink lips involuntarily raised a radian, and today's scene constantly appeared in my mind. I hope every day in the future can be as happy as today.

......

Two more days passed in a twinkling of an eye.

Xue he looked at the calendar on his desk. It was three days before Sunday. Bright eyes slowly turned a circle. It should be a better dress to accompany Han Qichen to the banquet.

But he didn't say what party he was going to, but she didn't think it would be wrong to choose the blue dress in the studio.

She has designed clothes for many people, but she has never designed clothes for herself. So she wanted to design one for herself, and then she made the blue dress. She was worried about what occasion to wear, but now she doesn't have to worry.

She looked up at the wall clock. It was already twelve o'clock. She said how could she be so hungry.

Put down the pencil and slowly twisted his neck.

By the way, Xiao Ke called that day to ask about her painting. She was busy working that day and didn't have time to tell Xiao Ke in detail. She also wanted to ask about an Qian. She didn't know if she was in a better mood.

The telephone was not connected until it rang for a long time.

"Xiao Ke, what are you busy with? Why did you take so long to answer the phone?" Xue he got up and walked to the window.

There was no direct voice from the other end of the phone, but a quick gasp.