Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Xue he clenched his lips, "since you have friends, I'd better leave first." She turned to leave, but was held by an Qian.

"Mr. Han, he is not an outsider. It doesn't matter." Regardless of Xue he's unwillingness, an Qian just dragged her into the house.

Han Qichen's face was so gloomy that his newspaper was crumpled.

"Sit here first, Xue he. I'll find a vase to put this bunch of flowers in." After a pause, she said, "Mr. Han, please help me to entertain Xue he." Without waiting for Han Qichen to speak, an Qian turned and went to the kitchen.

Xue he stood stiffly in place, the whole person was like to be fixed.

His sexy thin lips are slowly lifted up, and his eyes are full of indescribable meaning.

Xue he has a feeling that she has stripped off her clothes and been put on the street. If she knew that Han Qichen was also there, she would not come even if she paid her money.

The air made her suffocate.

Han Qichen glanced coldly, suddenly got up and took Xue he's wrist and walked outside the door.

He pressed her wrist against the wall and her heavy body pressed against it.

"Why are you here?" His deep voice slowly sounded, and a hot air came to his face.

Xue he's wrist was pinched by him. She didn't dare to struggle. She was worried that an Qian would see them now.

She has some moving features on Han Qichen's line of sight, with some confusion in her dark eyes.

I don't know he'll be here, but he thinks he's disturbing them.

"You let me go. I'll just leave now."

Last night, she received a message from Anqian. She didn't know how to refuse her, so she agreed to come to the appointment. She thought that an Qian only invited herself to come, otherwise she would not come.

Two people four eyes opposite, lip and lip distance is no more than three centimeters.

"Answer my question."

Her subconscious bite lip, the body unconsciously back, but her back has been pasted on the wall, where to retreat.

"Anqian invited me." Her clear eyes burned bright red, "you can let me go now."

He leaned down and his lips moved forward a centimeter. "You're jealous."

Xue he excitedly raised his head, and his cold lips gently rubbed Han Qichen's lips. She looked at with consternation, which of his eyes could see that she was jealous.

"I'm not jealous." After that, Xue he began to regret it. The more she said this, the more she meant that there was no silver.

"Mr. Han, Xue he, where are you?" An Qian's voice suddenly came from the living room.

Xue he suddenly forced a struggle, "you quickly let me go."

Man's warm breath accompanied by a trace of fun in her ear slowly sounded, "if you admit that you are jealous, I will let you go."

"Xue he, Mr. Han..."

Xue he was suddenly tight in his heart, clenched his teeth and nodded.

Han Qichen still refused to let go, "I want to hear from you."

Xue he glared at him fiercely, every word seemed to squeeze out of his mouth, "yes, I am jealous."

Han Qichen lowered his head and chuckled, gradually loosening Xue he's wrist.

"Xue he, Mr. Han, where have you been?" An Qian's eyes flash through the haze.

Xue he opened his mouth.

"I showed her around the yard just now."

Before Xue he opens his mouth, Han Qichen answers first.

Anqian nodded vaguely, "then wash your hands and we are ready to eat."

Just now, when facing Xue he, Han Qichen's face was still full of gentle smile, and now he has recovered his indifference. "I just answered a phone call, and suddenly there are some things in the company that need me to deal with. Please eat and I will go first."

"Not even time for dinner." An Qian came forward to stay.

Han Qichen just nodded and didn't say anything.

"Let's eat, Xue he."