Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

If such a person doesn't become the president and goes to be a model, he should be able to mix well!

Xue he sighed in his heart and said that his mobile phone followed up.

Due to the agreement between the two, Xue he must eat every meal with Han Qichen in the next three months.

After leaving the company, Xue he thought a driver would take her home with Han Qichen. But he was surprised to see Han Qichen take out a car key from his bag.

"No driver today?" Xue he couldn't help asking questions.

"Yes." Han Qichen said only one word, then opened the car lock and got on the car directly.

Xue he thought about this simple word, um, and always felt that Han Qichen didn't seem to be in a very good mood. But she couldn't figure out why.

This person was in a good mood a few minutes ago. Why did he suddenly change?

Is a man's heart also a submarine needle?

Xue he didn't understand and didn't want to think more. She followed the car with her bag and sat on the co pilot.

Han Qichen quickly started the car, but driving, Xue he found that the car was not driving in the direction of home.

"Don't you go home?" Xue he turned his head and looked at Han Qichen.

He was driving seriously. At this time, Xue Ke could only see his side face perfectly outlined by the curve.

"Don't go back to eat today!" Han Qichen replied. Then he blinked slightly, looked at the road ahead, then turned the steering wheel and turned a corner.

Xue he suddenly turned his head and patted himself on the chest.

Just now, she only glanced at Han Qichen and turned sideways. She unexpectedly found that she had a feeling of palpitation. There is still a deer bumping in my heart, making my heart pounding!

The car drove for about ten minutes. On the way, I didn't dare to turn my head to see him. I could only look at the similar and boring scenery of the rapid retrogression outside the window all the way.

Finally, Han Qichen parked his car at the door of an inconspicuous courtyard.

It seems to be a courtyard, but it doesn't look like decoration. Xue he looked carefully and didn't feel strange.

After all, many rich people go to clubs or private restaurants. The decoration is very strange, so it's not strange to be unusual here.

Xue he thought that Han Qichen should take himself out for dinner as western food or more formal Chinese food. However, she never thought that this was a porridge restaurant!

Looking at the pictures on the menu that make people have an appetite at a glance, Xue he finally silently ordered a vegetable chicken porridge.

She didn't order anything else. After Han Qichen took the menu, he ordered several. But Xue he found that all the dishes were light and nutritious.

"Have you... A bad stomach recently?" Xue he tentatively opened his mouth and looked at Han Qichen.

If not because of stomach problems, why come out to drink porridge?

However, Han Qichen looked puzzled as if he couldn't understand her.

"Did you come out for porridge because your stomach was uncomfortable?" Xue he added.

Han Qichen reacted. He caught some concern on the face of the woman opposite, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly in an instant.

"No problem, you don't have to worry!" He said: "recently, I suddenly realized that I'm not young and should keep in good health!"

With that, he picked up the red jujube medlar tea on the table and poured a cup for Xue he.

Three question marks floated in Xue he's mind.

health preservation? Did she hear right?!

Hehe, it doesn't matter. Just like it!

Xue he didn't say anything more. She took out her mobile phone and began to brush the circle of friends. Soon she found another new message in the circle of friends.

It turned out that Han Qichen praised the photos she had just taken at work.

Xue he instantly had a strange sense of absurdity. She couldn't help looking up at Han Qichen.

"What? Is there anything on my face? " Han Qichen looked at her.

He stared at her quietly, his eyes flashing slightly, as if filled with starlight.

"Nothing... Nothing!" Xue he found his heart beating uncontrollably for the second time today, so he quickly picked up the red jujube medlar tea on the table and took a sip.