Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Xue he didn't say anything, but went straight to the water bottle and poured himself a glass of water.

With a full glass of water, she drank it all in three or two bites.

Han Qichen's breath just now relaxed slowly. He thought the little woman was going out.

After drinking the water, Xue he felt better and went back to bed.

After sitting for a while, she simply lay down and turned away from looking at Han Qichen.

In the ward, Han Qichen was concentrating on his work, listening to Xue he's gentle breathing, but he felt unusually secure.

Listening to the "rustling" voice behind him, Xue he didn't think it was noisy, but it was still pleasant.

Is he accompanying himself

Xue he sighed deeply, but he couldn't help laughing at himself. Because of the child, she and Han Qichen had an impassable barrier.

She can't pass her own level. She can't forgive Han Qichen, let alone herself.

Thinking, Xue he gradually fell asleep.

After Han Qichen finished his work, it was already more than 12 o'clock at night. His tall and straight figure shrouded the people lying on the bed and walked to the bedside with his slender legs.

He bent down gently and sent out a faint smell of mint from Xue he.

Looking at Xue he's thin body, there was another dull pain in his heart.

He didn't take good care of Xue he. He finally understood the meaning of the call Xue he made to himself. She must have been helpless and scared at that time, but he wasn't with her. He deserved to die!

......

"Dong Dong Dong..."

Early in the morning, Xue's father got up together and knocked on Xue Ke's door.

Anyway, Xue he is still her sister. Now Xue he has an accident and is hospitalized. As a sister, she hasn't even revealed her face.

"Xue Ke, come out quickly." There was still no movement in the house, and Xue Fu shouted.

The curtains in Xue Ke's room were closed. It was clear that it was just dawn, but her room was dark.

She curled up in a corner of the bed and tightly blocked her ears. Why can't she be alone. Why should everyone revolve around Xue he when something happens? Why doesn't anyone care about her mood.

"Do you hear me? Come out quickly." Xue Fu is still reluctant.

Xue's mother really couldn't listen. "Since she doesn't want to come out, don't call her again. Let her stay alone."

Xue Fu Si ignored it and still knocked hard at the door. He would never allow his children to be so cold-blooded.

Finally, Xue Ke couldn't help it anymore. She got out of bed full of resentment. He opened the door fiercely. If Xue Fu hadn't stopped in time, I'm afraid the punch would have hit Xue Ke.

Xue Ke hasn't changed his clothes for several days. His hair is messy, as if he had just experienced something.

Her scarlet eyes and reason had disappeared bit by bit when Xue Fu knocked on the door just now. "What do you want to do? I said I'm uncomfortable. Can't I stay alone." She almost yelled out this sentence.

Xue Fu was stunned. He didn't expect Xue Ke's mood to be so fierce, nor did he expect her to talk to herself as a father in this tone.

"Look what you've become now. You've kept yourself at home all day and don't go to work in the company. Your sister has been hospitalized for so many days, and you don't go to see her."

Xue Ke snorted coldly and looked at Xue Fu's eyes as if he were looking at a clown.