Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Xue he's words stopped Han Qichen, but it was only a few seconds.

His kisses were so fanatical and overbearing that Xue he had no power to parry.

Her slender arm tried to break free from his shackles, but she couldn't resist her strength in the end.

She can't even think about what she should do if someone suddenly passes by.

Her mother is still waiting for her in the hospital bed, and what is she doing now.

She slowly closed her eyes, and a tear fell down the corners of her eyes.

The kiss seemed to last for a century.

Until Han Qichen felt a sudden salty taste in his mouth, which stimulated his brain and made him stop suddenly.

The man in front of her had messy hair and tears on her face. Her neck and wrist were all dazzling red.

Han Qichen looked at her in a daze, and his brain suddenly woke up a lot.

What the hell did he do just now.

Xue he took Han Qichen's hand and bit it hard. She regarded it as Han Qichen owed herself. If she didn't bite him, she would be uncomfortable.

"You..." Han Qichen immediately stopped and took back his hand.

Xue he pulled the torn clothes off his shoulder, "is that enough?"

Han Qichen opened his mouth but made no sound. This was the first time he felt so embarrassed in front of a woman.

The man who drugged himself was Gu Qian, but why did he sprinkle his anger on the woman.

Seeing that Han Qichen didn't speak, Xue he continued, "if enough, can I go?"

His concentration is always good. Even when he is drugged, he is confident that he can restrain himself. But after seeing this woman, everything failed.

Xue he stooped to pick up the things on the ground and turned to leave. She stubbornly wiped away the tears on her face. Keep telling yourself that if you have nothing to cry, you will be bitten by a dog. Anyway, there is no difference between one bite and two bites.

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That night, Han Qichen did not know how he got back to the mansion.

When he opened his eyes again, he had a splitting headache, like being run over by a car.

He rubbed his head and felt that everything that happened last night was so unreal.

If it weren't for the bite mark on his hand, he really thought he had an illusion.

Got up and went to the bathroom.

When he went downstairs, he found Gu Qian and Han's mother sitting neatly in the middle of the living room. It seems that they have been waiting for themselves here for a long time.

His legs overlap gracefully, and his Obsidian eyes are the light that has been precipitated for a long time. Slender fingers lightly touched his thighs. He seemed to be waiting for Gu Qian to take the initiative to explain all this.

Gu Qian gave Han's mother a look for help. Besides, she didn't do it alone.

Han's mother coughed twice and frowned, "Qichen, don't you have to go to work today."

Han Qichen took a pen and played with it.

He knew that Gu Qian alone had no courage to do it, so there must be Han's mother's share.

If this thing is done on someone else, I'm afraid that person will have no life.

"Aren't you going to tell me what happened last night?"

Han's mother smiled calmly, pretending not to know why. She glanced at Gu Qian, "what happened last night, what happened last night."

Han Qichen repeatedly opened the pen cover, then covered it again, and kept repeating the action on his hand.

All that was quiet in the living room was the sound of the pen cover opening and closing. Gu Qian couldn't help straightening his hair without a sound.

Han Qichen exuded a lazy smell from head to foot. His gray knitted coat was open, revealing the white shirt inside.

At a fierce look, there was no public hazard.

But as long as you get a little closer, you can clearly feel the murderous spirit emanating from him.

"Someone drugged my wine. I think you two should know about it." What he hates most is deception, and he hates the deception of others around him.