Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

With a dull hum, the man's movements in the dark finally stopped. A little pleasure finally appeared on the tight face.

The dim moonlight outside the window reflects Xue he's painful face. The air pressure inside the room is extremely low and full of pressure.

That kind of frightening breath suddenly rises, let Xue he produce an illusion that even breathing is sin. Her body subconsciously retreated, but was pinched by Han Qichen.

Xue he ate pain, two beautiful eyebrows tightly wrinkled together, a pair of clear eyes looked at Han Qichen in panic.

"Does it hurt you?" Han Qichen's tone was cold, his expression was cold, and he could hardly see a trace of warmth. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his strength in his hand was even fiercer, "but your expression just now is very satisfied. I didn't expect that in the past three years, your bed skills have not regressed at all. You are still the same, so coquettish. "

It was not the first time that he was insulted by this kind of insult. But when he heard this kind of words from his mouth, Xue he's heart still couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes gradually darkened.

"It's a pity that Miss Xue's usual tricks have failed to work with me. It's better to save your skilful skills in front of me. "

Xue he raised his trembling eyes? Am I in your eyes, so unbearable

"No. It doesn't seem to be enough to describe you, Miss Xue. It should be said that There are no more people. "

Obviously, she was so relaxed, but like a sharp blade, she gouged out Xue he's heart and wiped out her poor dignity.

She was unwilling to look at Han Qichen. For a moment, she even had a glimmer of hope that he still loved himself. But what he saw with his own eyes was his face, which was more scornful and merciless than ever in the dark.

She loved him for six years and married him for three years, but she finally got the four bloody characters "renjinkov".

Xue he took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions. Endure the pain of body * *, quickly tidy up the clothes that Han Qichen pulled on his body, and hurriedly put some important items into the bag.

Han Qichen looks handsome and cold, a pair of black eyes like midnight cold star, coldly looking at Xue he, who has suddenly changed his attitude.

Even without saying a word, the breath of danger still came from him, and he wanted to see what she could do.

Xue he's self-care behavior in Han Qichen's eyes is like a provocation. He can't bear to pull her away from the bed, and almost threw her out of bed.

The air pressure dropped suddenly. Han Qichen pasted every word in her ear. Her voice was full of hot and cold warning: "why do you want to run away from home?"

"It's been three years. Haven't you let out your anger and torture enough?" Xue he's voice is more pharyngeal, forcefully force to disperse the fog of the fundus. She clenched her hands tightly and let her nails print blood red crescent teeth in the palm of her hands. It was the first time in three years that she had defied him.

"Leave? Can you leave for the Xue family? Don't forget, it was you who asked for the humiliation and wanted to marry me Han Qichen's tone is understated. At the same time, he arranges the clothes at random, and looks at Xue he from a commanding position, just like watching a homeless stray dog.

Self humiliation?

Xue he's pupil shrinks violently, and his heart convulses violently for a moment, which brings endless sadness.