Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Han Qichen narrow eyes slightly narrowed, eyes like a cold machine, scanning her body.

The expression of her resistance is so obvious that she looks like an unqualified actor, which makes people act in a second.

Han Qichen felt irritable, and a wave of anger slowly gathered from his heart and rose to his chest. It was like a volcano ready to start, roaring to gush out.

"Come here!" His eyes became more gloomy, and he looked like a dangerous creature in the dark. The lack of command words made people dare not refuse.

Xue he's foot is like a nail in place.

He's terrible! Xue he did not dare to go forward, but he did not dare to resist, because the previous precedent told him that the result of resistance was often more painful.

Just, go ahead first. If something happens, you can act accordingly!

She walked slowly, with such a small step that she looked like a woman who had worn a skirt of the last century and couldn't walk.

Han Qichen flashed a little impatience in his eyes and said in a low voice: "hurry up! Don't waste time! "

Xue he took a deep breath and walked over like a pet.

Isn't she a pet he keeps? He can't resist. He's always under his control. He can't escape!

Han Qichen looked at the acquisitive man standing in front of him, powerless and irritable. Will he eat her? Why put on such an expression?

He took a towel out of her hand, and Han Qichen ordered coldly to her, "sit down!"

Xue he looked at him in a dazed way. His eyes were as clear as an ignorant deer.

She sat down in silence. Before she could react, she felt that he was cleaning her hair with a towel!

This cognition almost made Xue he jump out of bed!

He's cleaning her hair? Why? Is she dreaming? Or hallucinations? Or is the sun out in the West today?

These are not enough to describe the shock of Xue he. She sat stiffly, feeling his big hand holding a soft towel to wipe her hair.

It feels like It's amazing.

Xue he can't help but think back. Before she was married, she was still a young girl with spring in her mind. Every time she saw Han Qichen, she often fantasized about her life with him.

She always fantasized that he would kiss her forehead every morning, cook for her, hold her gently in his arms, and blow her hair after her bath.

But these pink bubble fantasy after marriage were all broken, broken into a ground of glass debris, let her go up to leave a place of blood.

Today, Han Qichen wiped her hair! This is incredible!

Xue he has always been in a state of shock. When Han Qichen finished brushing her hair and looked at her, she did not respond to the fact that

could he be distracted when he wiped his hair? What the hell is she thinking!

Han Qichen's brow was deeply wrinkled, and the cold star's eyes reflected a cold light.

"What are you thinking?"

He sounded with a cold magnetic voice, drawing her mind back.

"No, nothing!" Xue he's face is slightly red, and he doesn't dare to look at him.

Naturally, she did not dare to look at him, for fear that he would notice her thoughts.

However, Han Qichen suddenly threw the towel heavily. For a moment, she did not look up and felt a strong sense of awe and awe. Before waiting for her to reflect on the reason, she heard his cold voice without a trace of emotion:

"dry your hair and sleep yourself!"