Xue he felt that he should not have come up, should not have walked into this room, should not have insulted himself like this.

The bright eyes in the study became dazzling, and his cruel eyes made people feel cold.

She bit her lip and looked at the ground. "Aunt Cui asked me to ask if you want to eat?"

Han Qichen's eyes changed. He said sarcastically: "Madame Han wants to be a servant's messenger. Xue he, you are really promising!"

The atmosphere in the room became extremely cold because of this sentence.

Xue he looked up at him disappointed, a pair of apricot eyes full of surprise, tears began to accumulate

he always like this, mercilessly sarcastic her.

"I just came to ask!" She said defiantly, the hands hanging on both sides of the body tightly clenched into a fist, as if there was strength to support him from his cold words.

Han Qichen suddenly felt uninteresting. His cold eyes moved and stopped looking at her. "What else?" He spoke coldly, with disgust in his voice.

Xue he's heart trembled. He was so disgusted with himself that he didn't even want to see more?

Thinking of this, she could not help laughing at herself. Isn't that nonsense? At the beginning, he was wishful thinking and had to marry him. Didn't he know his attitude towards this matter from the very beginning?

But, in spite of this, still can't get used to his cold and alienated eyes, can't ignore his sarcasm.

Xue he, you are cheap! She took a deep breath and held back her tears.

"Nothing else, I'm gone!" With that, she disappeared in the door, the study door clanged shut, leaving a room desolate.

Han Qichen looked at the place where she had just stood. For a long time, he did not come back.

In the bathroom, hot water is sprayed from the shower. The hot water flows through the skin and spreads the heat to the heart.

Xue he touched the water on his face and looked at the silver mirror which had been covered by water mist. There was a thin and fuzzy figure inside.

She walked slowly past, gently wiped off the mist, and saw herself naked.

The skin is as white as porcelain, without any blemish. Her eyes slowly moved down to her stomach, and then stayed there quietly.

Xue he took a deep breath, then slowly protruded, and then carefully raised his hand to touch it, as if his movements were a little bigger, which would disturb the child's stomach.

The warm touch is not different from that in ordinary days, but Xue he's heart has raised an indescribable mood, with joy, melancholy, and moving.

"Baby! You must be good, and your mother will protect you well! " Xue he said with a smile and a warm smile in his eyes.

Changing pajamas, Xue he wiped his hair and walked out. He stopped when he saw Han Qichen sitting by the bed.

The movement in her hand was frozen, and there was a bit of vigilance and entreaty in her frightened eyes.

Han Qichen seldom sleeps in this bedroom. Even if this is their room, he usually sleeps in the guest room of his home, or doesn't go home at all.

But every time he shows up here, it means something will happen. In Xue he's mind, those images that make people shy and frighten people.

No, no! She's pregnant now. You can't let him mess around!

"Are you done with your business?" Xue he's expression is stiff, the corner of his mouth is forced to mention, pulled out a smile even worse than crying.

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