Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

"Well, you go out quickly." Han Qichen stopped in time. He didn't know what was going on inside. If the two bodyguards saw something they shouldn't see, he might dig their eyes.

At the moment of opening the door, Han Qichen's hanging heart finally fell down.

Xue he was lying in the bathtub intact, covered by a white bubble bath.

It turned out that the little woman just fell asleep. How tired is she? She can sleep in the bathtub.

Aunt Cui sees this and tries to wake Xue he up.

But before aunt Cui came forward, Han Qichen immediately stopped her.

"What's the matter? Why is she sleeping here?" A black line appeared in front of his eyes and his face was gloomy.

"Madam nearly fainted when she came back. She said she didn't eat much all afternoon. I think she should be too tired."

Aunt Cui silently looked down and thought that Xue he hadn't eaten anything all afternoon. She couldn't help complaining. However, she only dared to complain quietly in her heart and dared not say it in front of Han Qichen.

Listening to Aunt Cui's words, Han Qichen's face became more and more gloomy, and his whole body exuded a strong chill, as if he would be frozen as long as he was a little closer.

Han Qichen suddenly reacted now. Xue he basically didn't eat anything since he left.

That stupid woman is hungry and doesn't know how to eat. Doesn't she know what's going on with her body now.

"You go down first, aunt Cui. I'll take over here."

Aunt Li looked at Han Qichen suspiciously. She hadn't forgotten the words that Chu Han told her before leaving. What if something happened to this gentleman and his wife.

"Sir, leave it to me. You'd better go first..."

Before aunt Cui finished speaking, Han Qichen waved impatiently, "just give it to me."

Aunt Cui looked back step by step and sighed helplessly.

Han Qichen squatted down slowly and tried the water temperature with his hand. It had begun to get cold slowly.

If they don't find out, is the little woman going to live directly in the bathtub tonight.

Han Qichen's slender fingers gently rubbed Xue he's white face. It may be because she had been lying in the bathtub for too long. Her face was suffused with lovely pink.

The long eyelashes drooped slowly, and even the sound of breathing had a sweet taste.

Han Qichen looked a little out of his mind for a moment. Maybe only when she was asleep, he could stay by her side so quietly.

His hands quietly soaked in the bathtub, and his hand accurately dragged Xue he's waist. The other hand pulled up her leg and lifted her whole person from the bathtub, regardless of the fact that the water on her soaked his suit.

Xue he's body exudes a faint smell of shower gel, which smells good. It seems that his head doesn't hurt so much in an instant.

With a wave of his palm, he quickly pulled a bath towel and wrapped Xue he tightly.

Xue he felt as if he had suddenly vacated in his sleep. A burst of shock made her quickly open her eyes.

What comes into view is an almost perfect chin. From this point of view, how can anyone's chin grow so perfect, as if it was carefully polished by a powerful sculptor.

The man with such a perfect chin is Han Qichen, her husband.