Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Anze looked at this scene and felt angry. He immediately rushed up and helped Xue he up, then raised his head and looked at Han Qichen fiercely, "you're crazy! How can you do this to her? She's your wife! "

Xue he was helped up by Anze. She felt dizzy for a moment. Without strength, she had to lean on Anze and wait for the dizziness to pass.

Anze's words and the picture in front of him deeply hurt Han Qichen's heart. What is the behavior of these two people? Openly provoke him? In front of him, all this chattering, will there be a more intimate posture where he can't see?

Just thinking so, Han Qichen felt his blood running angrily. He just wanted to lift the knife and rush up to break up the man protecting Xue he.

He smiled coldly, and a fierce and bloodthirsty flashed in his ruthless eyes. He looked at Anze, his eyes full of anger and disdain, and a trace of jealousy he didn't notice.

"You know she's my wife! She's married, and you're still chasing her. You don't know whether an Shao is infatuated or cheap! " Han Qichen said gnashing his teeth.

It was not easy for me to slow down from dizziness. After a while, I heard such hurtful words. Shame and sadness rushed up. She even had no time to think, so she stood up neatly.

Pop!

After a loud sound, everyone was stunned, and the air suddenly became as silent as death.

Han Qichen's eyes sank, gently licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue, and an iron fishy smell spread in his mouth. He raised his head, looked at Xue he, who was standing there with a dementia on his face, and walked forward slowly.

Xue he actually regretted after playing. Looking at the slight redness and swelling on Han Qichen's face, he felt a pain in his heart, both regret and worry.

His eyes looked very ruthless. He was looking at the expression of a dead object and couldn't help but step back.

"You... What are you doing?" Her lips trembled and she looked at him deeply with a bit of vigilance in her eyes.

Han Qichen suddenly jumped in his heart. The vigilance in his clear eyes turned into a sharp blade and was inserted into his heart. Infinite sadness came.

What for? She asked herself what she wanted to do?! She slapped herself for other men, but in the end, she looked at him warily as if she were going to eat her.

The faint smell of blood in her mouth reminded Han Qichen that this woman not only didn't have herself in her heart, but also didn't pay attention to herself at all.

Thinking of this, the temperature of his long and narrow eyes was a little cold again.

"What do you think I will do?" His cold voice sounded, looked at the scattered hair in her ear, and then gently carried her on his back.

Xue he is really afraid this time. If Han Qichen is angry with her or satirizes her as before, she won't feel much fear. However, the more calm Han Qichen is, the more uncertain Xue he is.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you!" Han Qishan's low dumb voice sounded without a trace of warmth.

Then Xue he saw him take a step back, took out his mobile phone from his bag and called assistant Jiang.

"Drive here right away and take your wife back!" Neat words seem to describe today's weather.

Xue he was stunned. Then Han Qichen asked someone to come and take him away.

"You..." she couldn't speak. She just felt that her throat was stuck by something.

Anze couldn't see it. He stepped forward and stood up and stared at Han Qichen.

"Han Qichen! Don't go too far! "

Han Qichen sneered. Looking at Anze's eyes, he was not so light. His eyes seemed to have a thick darkness that could not be melted, and a matching smell of danger, "too much? Mr. ANN, be reasonable! There is no injustice or hatred between us. Why do you say such words? "

He is like a machine, a ceremonial Messenger, very polite every word, but it makes people feel despised and disdained.