Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Yes, it was he who asked for his own humiliation that didn't listen to people's advice. He wanted to be with him and marry him without hesitation.

The pain and suffering he has brought to himself in the past three years are all self seeking. Xue he has long been full of holes, both physically and mentally.

Because from the beginning, all this was just his own wishful thinking. In his heart, there was no woman named Xue he from beginning to end.

And now, it's time to end this bad relationship

The clear eyebrows and eyes were gradually covered with sadness. Xue he slowly closed his eyes and calmly opened his mouth, "Han Qichen, let me go."

"What are you talking about?"

Han Qichen's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of complex emotion quickly flew in the cold star's eyes, but he recovered his calm in the blink of an eye. He followed Xue he's direction and found the divorce agreement lying there when he entered the bedroom door.

His thin lips closed into a white line, his jaw tightened into sharp lines, and the temperature in the dark room suddenly dropped, giving people a creepy cold.

Xue he knew that this was a sign of his anger. But she still handed the divorce agreement to Han Qichen. Her arm trembled uncontrollably, but her tone was still very firm.

"Han Qichen... Let's divorce. I have been married to you for three years and tortured by you for three years. Haven't I paid off what I owe you? "

The second he spoke, everything seemed to be at a standstill,.

Xue he didn't even know how he had the courage to speak just now. His mind was blank for a moment. But it was done, and her words could not be taken back. She could only endure the suffocating depression and the dense pain in her heart.

"When will it be your turn to order me?"

After a while, his magnetic voice came overbearing.

The man looked like a cold sharp blade. His thin lips pulled gently, revealing a sneer like cold ice, and pulled the agreement out of Xue he's hand. Staring at Xue he like an eagle, he tore the agreement in half and threw it on the ground.

"Xue he, you owe me all my life."

The words of judgment slowly spit out and fall on Xue he's chest like a kilogram of boulder.

Looking at the white paper falling on the ground, just like her mind at the moment, all she can feel is endless despair.

"Why..."

Before he finished, Han Qichen suddenly shot and pressed Xue he on the bed. His long body pressed tightly on her, and his hot breath blew on her neck. The feeling of crispness made her stiff and almost out of breath. His hands gripped her slender arms, his eyes cold and deep, without pity.

Suddenly, he was afraid of his anger, and Xue he tried to push him away. But the more she struggled, the harder he tortured.

The intertwined oppression of contradictions in his chest made him angry into crazy demands, completely ignoring her pleas.

Xue he had already been tossed by him without any strength, and the severe tearing pain made her faint.

I don't know how many times he asked for it before he left her body contentedly. Xue he was like a broken doll, lying there in confusion.

"You are just my plaything. As long as I haven't had enough, you can't leave! "

Han Qichen's words were like ice, ruthlessly nailed to her cold spine.