Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"What?" The corners of Xue he's mouth twitched a little, thinking it was his ear that had a problem.

At the moment when she took the umbrella, Han Qichen hugged her in his arms.

His greedy smell belongs to her body unique fragrance, slowly closed his eyes.

Xue he frowned and struggled twice.

"Don't move." Han Qichen's deep voice with a charm, like cello general beautiful.

Xue he gave up the struggle. Why was he so tired? What happened. Is it because of an Qian, he is sad because an qian can't have a baby.

Xue he raised another free hand to pat his back, but suddenly stopped in mid air.

Han Qichen's strength is getting bigger and bigger, as if to rub Xue he into his body.

His sexy thin lips slowly close to Xue he's neck socket. He knows that this is the most sensitive place for her. Xue he's body trembles slightly, as if the whole body is electrified.

After a long time, Han Qichen slowly released Xue he.

Xue he breathed heavily in his chest. If he didn't let himself go just now, Xue he was really worried that he would strangle him.

After taking a deep breath, Xue he opened his mouth with a hoarse voice, "do you have anything to do with me?"

Han Qichen was not happy to pick eyebrows, "I can't come to you if I'm ok."

"Mr. Han is always on top of everything. Even if he is free, he should accompany miss an in the hospital. How could he come to see me?"

Han Qichen's face suddenly darkened. "If you mention other people in front of me next time, don't blame me for being rude."

He stood downstairs waiting for her for two hours, not to hear her angry words.

Xue he realized that Han Qichen was really angry and shut his mouth. She knew the consequences of his anger better than anyone else.

The rain, still continues, seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

This umbrella can barely cover a person, let alone add Xue he.

Most of Han Qichen's body was exposed, and his clothes were wet. Xue he put the umbrella toward him consciously. She was not worried about him, but felt that if he caught a cold in the rain, the responsibility must be on her own head.

"You can cover it yourself." Han Qichen's strong command.

Don't know when, Han Qichen's hand suddenly more than a gift box.

"Here you are." He spoke with a dull expression.

He doesn't look like a gift. He looks more like a debt collector.

Not waiting for Xue he to react, he grabbed the umbrella in Xue he's hand with one hand, and put the box into her arms with the other hand.

Xue he's face is suspicious of the coagulation, think of Han Qichen said a few days ago. There's no explosives in it. He wants to die with himself.

Xue he's mouth and face were convulsed twice, and his eyes showed a complex look.

"Why, don't you open it?"

Xue he gently coughed twice, "I'd better go back to see it."

"Now."

Isn't this a gift for her? It shouldn't be what she wants to see. How can she force others to open the gift.

Xue he watched Han Qichen's face with vigilance, but he didn't see anything wrong from his face.

She opened the box and there was a brooch lying in it.

However, this brooch...

this is not the brooch worth 6 million yuan at the auction, but it should not be in the hands of an Qian now. How can it be here.

She slowly raised her eyes to Han Qichen, "this is...

" happy birthday. " Before Xue he finished speaking, Han Qichen opened his mouth first.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and the expression on her face was thought-provoking.

He took this brooch that day just to give it to himself.

"This is not..."

"I snatched it from ye Zihan." Han Qichen interrupted Xue he again, and specially added the three words "Ye Zihan".