Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

An Qian's face scratched with embarrassment.

Han Qichen has always been indifferent to her, so she has long been used to it. As long as Han Qichen does not refuse her, then she has hope.

She pulled the stool and sat opposite Han Qichen. "Mr. Han, don't you have to go to work in the company today."

Han Qichen shook his head, "the company's business has words, hope to be with assistant Jiang." With Xue he here, what else does he have in mind to go to work.

An Qian's shrewd eyes crossed a light, "Mr. Han, since you're OK, let's go to the cinema together. A friend gave me two movie tickets, and I'm worried..."

"if you want to go, I'll call Yan Xi to accompany you."

An Qian's words have not finished, Han Qichen directly interrupted her.

Her expectant eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Mr. Han, I just want to go with you. It doesn't matter if you really don't want to." She knew that maybe Han Qichen had no interest in her. But then what? She doesn't care.

Anqian knows that Han Qichen is guilty to herself now. If she doesn't make good use of such favorable conditions, she will be a fool.

"Since you don't want to go out, I'll be with you today." She glanced at the food on the table. "Did you eat these things in the morning? It's too unhealthy. I just bought a lot of ingredients. I'll prepare some for you She picked up her things and went to the kitchen.

"No, I'm full." Han Qichen's cold voice suddenly rang out, without any emotion.

Anqian suddenly stopped in the original place, "then I put all the things into the refrigerator first. When you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

Han Qichen opened his mouth and tried to say something, but he swallowed it back.

After putting things, an Qian poured a glass of water, for this home she seems to know everything.

"Mr. Han, why are your eyes so red? Didn't you sleep well last night?" She held out her hand to Han Qichen's forehead.

Han Qichen frowned and instinctively avoided. "It's just that I haven't had a good rest these days."

An Qian Zheng in the air of the hand suddenly stopped, eyes flash a trace of lost expression, but it is fleeting, "even if the work is busy, also must take into account the body is."

"If you are usually bored, you can ask assistant Jiang to find something for you to do."

An Qian's back was stiff, and she slowly lowered her eyes. "Mr. Han, do you hate me? I feel like a parasite around you. If..."

"I don't hate you or I don't hate you, I owe you all. I just think it's not a good thing for you to stay at home every day. If you don't want to go out to work, it's OK, as long as you don't feel bored. " He picked up his glass and sipped it again. The air around him was as quiet as death.

One of the windows of the room was opened, and the breeze slowly blew into the room along the empty space.

The person on the bed, the skin is white, the ordinary white jade, the long eyelashes gently quiver.

Xue he suddenly opened his eyes, lying flat on the bed, motionless, as if thinking about something important.

She was staring at the ceiling, slowly looking out into the sky.

What's wrong with her? Where is this.

Yesterday, she seemed to be very Han Qichen together, and then she seemed to faint. Now this is...

she sits up slightly with her arms on the bed board.

My clothes have been changed and I seem to have taken a bath.

She didn't have a cell phone and didn't know what time it was or how long she had slept. She got up and lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

As soon as she got to the stairs, she saw two figures downstairs.

Han Qichen is sitting in the direction of his back to Xue he, and an Qian is close to him on his left side. Looking from a distance, this beautiful scene can't bear to be broken.