Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"Do you live alone?"

Xue he took out a cotton swab and stained it with alcohol, "and my sister."

In the past, the house was still very lively. Now there are only two people left, she and her sister. Every time she is away, she feels that the room is quiet and can hear her own echo.

"Sister." Leaf slightly frowned. He had asked someone to investigate Xue he before. She did have a sister, but so far he had not seen her.

"Yes, my sister and I live here now." As she spoke, there was a faint sadness in her eyes.

Xue he carefully pastes the band aid on Ye Zihan's wound and pats his hands. "Yes, but it's better not to touch water for a short time."

Ye Zihan nodded and lowered his head as if he was thinking of something important.

Xue he raised his head and looked at the wall clock. "Mr. Ye, it's not early. I think you should go back." At this time, my sister should come back later. If she saw Ye Zihan, she would think a lot.

Ye Zihan frowned, and she hastened to go by herself.

"Hehe, I'm back."

It is true that Cao Cao is coming, and Xue Ke's voice comes from outside the door.

Xue Ke changed his shoes by the door and suddenly saw a pair of men's shoes beside the door. "Hehe, are there any guests at home?"

Xue he pulls Ye Zihan up from the sofa and pulls it out of the door.

Xue Ke's suspicious sight slowly moves to Ye Zihan's body. She looks at Ye Zihan's eyes and then looks at Xue he.

"Hehe, this is..."

"Oh, this is Mr. Ye Zihan, a partner of our studio." She added four words to her speech.

Recently, Xue Ke can't help asking questions as long as she sees Xue he walking with strange men. She firmly believes that the way to quickly forget one person is to plunge into the arms of another.

Xue Ke's eyes went back and forth in Ye Zihan's body for several times, as if he were searching for something.

The man's height is at least 183, with a stiff nose and a nearly perfect profile. Looking at his clothes, he is not an ordinary person. He has a modest and gentlemanly temperament.

People can't help but think of the ancient aristocratic childe.

"By the way, this is my sister Xue Ke."

Xue Ke nodded and laughed, "don't stand, sit down."

Ye Zihan just wanted to sit down and was pulled by Xue he, "elder sister, it's not early. It's time for others to go back." She glanced subconsciously at the wall clock.

Because she had already seen a malicious plot from Xue Ke's expression, she must be pulling people to ask questions. First of all, she is not familiar with Ye Zihan, so she seems to have no one to like.

"It doesn't matter. I don't have much to do when I go home." Ye Zihan laughed and said modestly, "excuse me."

Xue he patted the forehead, as if a pair of thunderstruck expression.

When did ye Zihan become so polite? How could she not know.

"Hehe, please let people sit down. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare some tea." Xue can finish and then look to Ye Zihan two eyes, "he he this wench before but never brought any male friends home."

Leaving such a sentence in a hurry, Xue Ke turned and went to the kitchen.

Xue he wrote four big characters on his white face.

"Hehe, come in and help me." Xue Ke's voice rings again.

Xue he murmured in a low voice, "elder sister, why do you want to leave him?"

Xue Ke holds his chest in both hands and probes his head. "Who is that man? He looks very good."

Xue he had no choice but to smile bitterly, "looking at is quite good." She admitted that a man like Ye Zihan, as long as he met people, would say it was very good. Even Shudan, the ghost girl, was cheated by his appearance.