Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

An Qian face embarrassed, cheek red, like a slap. Looking at Han Qichen wrongly opened his mouth, but could not say anything.

Xue he clapped his hands and went upstairs leisurely and contentedly.

"Mr. Han, I......

" if you don't feel used to living here, you can call assistant Jiang tomorrow and ask him to send you back. " An Qian just said half of the words, Han Qichen directly interrupted her.

"Mr. Han." She stepped forward and grabbed Han Qichen's arm. "I beg you not to drive me away..."

Han Qichen coldly opened an Qian's hand and went upstairs.

Xue he went back to the room and was about to close the door when he suddenly put out a hand to block the door.

"Mr. Han, is there anything else?" Thick eyelashes drooped, covering her slightly displeased black eyes.

Han Qichen frowned and looked at Xue he's back. The expression on his face was like questioning Xue he. Shouldn't she invite herself to sit in and say.

As if to see Han Qichen's intention, Xue he tightly against the door behind the slightest will not yield. "Mr. Han, if you don't have anything to do, I'll really close the door. In case miss an sees you at the door of my room, she will not be happy again." As he said it, he tried to close the door.

Han Qichen chuckled and pushed Xue he's door open with a little effort.

Xue he staggered back two steps, full of vigilant gaze at Han Qichen. "Mr. Han, it's already so late. Miss an should come to you later."

Han Qichen's eyes suddenly became gloomy. Every time he heard the two words "an Qian" said from Xue he's mouth, it was as if there was a thorn in his body.

His body slowly approached until she could feel his breath clearly. "You're trying to challenge my patience."

Xue he gently took a breath, subconsciously stretched out his hands against his hard chest. Even if the heart kept beating, but she still showed a calm appearance. "I can't understand what Han always says."

His Obsidian pupil twinkles with dazzling light, and she will say a word to Mr. Han for the sake of keeping him in mind.

"You keep mentioning an Qian in front of me, do you really want to remind me, or because..." his whole body exudes a trace of charm, slowly approaching Xue he. "In fact, you are jealous."

Xue he reaction fierce struggle, "you think more, quickly let me go." She turned away from him.

The sharp sight moved slowly to her face along Xue he's eyes. A clear palm print on the originally white face was dazzling.

He raised his hand involuntarily and stroked her half face. "Does it still hurt?"

Xue he's stiff body trembled for a moment and pushed Han Qichen's hand away. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Han Qichen went forward to grasp Xue he's wrist. "You went back to Xue's house today. The wound on your face is Xue can start to fight."

Xue he's clear eyes are complicated and intertwined. How could Han Qichen know when she went back to Xue's home today. Stunned for a moment, the scene that assistant Jiang was choked by when drinking water flashed through her mind. It must be him...

she raised her clear eyes and looked at Han Qichen tightly, "this is our family business. You don't have to worry about it."

"Does she know you came back here for her?" His naked eyes did not avoid seeing through Xue he, and the cold breath beat her face delicately.

Her pale face made a trace of red, trying to push Han Qichen away, "I said, this is our family business, there is no need to worry about general manager Han."

No one can touch the woman in front of her, even if she is her sister. Han Qichen's deep eyes are full of possessive desire. Xue he is familiar with this kind of eyes. She clearly realizes what Han Qichen is thinking.

Xue he lowered his eyelashes and sneered, "I have come to this point. I'm not all thanks to you, so you have no right to blame my sister. If you let her know about it, I'll try my best to disappear forever. "