Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

But obviously, Xue he's wrong. Although Xu Zhouxing left, Xue's mother was still very embarrassed.

"Well... Don't ask!" Xue's mother looked at Xue he, "it's nothing big. It has nothing to do with you!"

The more Xue's mother did this, the more strange Xue he felt.

Family, what can't be said?

"Mom, just tell me! If you don't, I'll go up to her myself! " Xue he twisted Xue's mother's hand and said coquettishly.

Mother Xue looked at her spoiled little daughter and felt a warm feeling in her heart. Then I remembered the absurd things my eldest daughter had done, and my sadness surged up.

"You, don't ask!" Xue's mother looked at Xue he, "it's getting late today. Go back with Qichen!"

Xue he looked at his mother in surprise, as if he couldn't believe what she said.

I didn't say anything. I'm going to rush?

Xue Fu sat on the sofa with a serious expression. He sat upright, like a clock, but his face was too serious and his eyes showed his deep temperament.

Unknowingly, my father was old, with white hair on his temples, like snow on his head.

"Go and call the eldest lady down!" Xue Fu, who was as stable as Mount Tai, spoke in a clear voice, like a chime in the mountains.

The servant on one side did not dare to give a nod and trotted upstairs.

Xue he was surprised and took Xue's mother's hand. For a moment, he was at a loss.

Soon, Xue Ke appeared at the corner of the building.

She still looked so thin and haggard, too pale, like a patient who had been ill for a long time.

Xue he suddenly remembered that Xue Ke was also ill the last time he went home.

"Your sister goes home today. You two sisters... Talk for a while!" Xue Fu looked up at Xue Ke upstairs and said after a while.

A sarcastic smile flashed across Xue Ke's face. She stood high and raised her chin with a kind of arrogant spirit, but her excessive arrogance gave her a feeling of ferocity and weakness.

Xue Ke glanced at Xue he. His eyes seemed calm, but he stared at the ground. Xue he's scalp numb.

"Go up and have a look, you... Well advise your sister!" Xue's mother hesitated for a moment and said hard to Xue he. She patted her hand when she spoke, like encouragement and comfort.

Xue he was full of doubts. She looked around her parents and finally walked upstairs.

Xue Ke looks at Xue he who goes up the stairs and turns back to the room. Xue he follows her into the room.

Xue Ke's room is a simple European decoration style, which is very different from the general room of Princess Xue he's room.

The beige furniture and the beige curtains were originally warm and quiet, but the curtains were tightly closed, and there was still some suffocation in the bedroom, which deeply made people feel a kind of suffocation.

Xue he closed the door when she entered the house. She smelled the medicine in the house.

Although not strong, the faint bitter taste lingers on the tip of the nose.

"Sister, you..."

As soon as Xue Hegang spoke, Xue Ke sneered and interrupted her, "don't call me sister, I'm not your sister!"

Xue he was stunned. She looked at Xue Ke strangely.

This sounds like an angry remark, but Xue Ke's expression is too calm, calm... It's like explaining the facts.

Xue he bit his lip. "Sister, what are you talking about? Did I do something wrong? Are you angry? "