Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"Well Just woke up! " She stepped back to keep the two apart.

Han Qichen looked at her movements, slightly raised her eyebrows, turned to touch the switch on the wall and turned on the light in the room.

"You just woke up. Is there anything wrong with you?" Han Qichen looked at Xue he and asked.

Xue he shook his head.

I don't know why. Before Ming Ming, she was able to communicate with Han Qichen normally, but now she dare not look at him.

"That are you all right? Injuries on the body... " Xue he pondered for a moment, then looked up carefully at him.

Maybe it was because I wanted to get a divorce before, so I broke the pot. But now, Han Qichen saved her life. She felt guilty and grateful, so she didn't dare to speak with him.

But is it really just guilt and gratitude? Xue he didn't dare to think about it again.

After all, sometimes the enemy was occupied in a moment.

"My injury is OK!" Han Qichen said.

Hearing this answer, Xue he breathed a sigh of relief. She nodded and whispered, "it's ok if it's OK."

Because he didn't know what to say, Xue he turned to the hospital bed. But the people behind her called her name.

"Xue he!"

Han Qichen's voice has always been cold, always reminiscent of the lakes on the mountains and plains, clear and daunting.

Xue he trembled in his heart. She turned slowly. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing Go to bed early Han Qi Chen went out of the ward with a sigh.

Xue he looked at his back strangely and felt puzzled.

At night, the stars are rare, so sparse a few hanging in the sky, lonely, looking at a lonely.

Han Qichen between the index finger and the middle finger between a cigarette, cigarette end spark burning, emitting a wisp of green smoke.

The cigarette had been on his fingers since it was lit, and he never put it in his mouth.

In fact, just now, he wanted to say something about her, but when it came to his mouth, he couldn't say it.

The strongest feelings are often suppressed, just like under the calm sea, no one knows how turbulent the undercurrent is.

Han Qichen sighed, snuffed out the cigarette, turned away, and disappeared in the dark.

The next day, the sun was shining.

Xue he lay in the hospital all night, the whole person spirit is a lot. In fact, she didn't get hurt, but she was scared. Now she's nothing.

Han Qichen didn't come back since he left yesterday. Xue he felt a little uncomfortable in the bottom of his heart, but he also felt that he was affectable. What strength was it?

She didn't want to be hospitalized, so early in the morning, aunt Cui came to clean up things, and Xue he went home with her.

"Madame, I have stewed some soup. You can have some now." As soon as aunt Cui got home, she went into the kitchen, and then came out as a bowl of soup.

Xue he ordered, and then sat on the sofa to drink soup.

Before the soup was finished, there was the sound of cars running outside. Xue he Leng Leng Leng, looking up at Cui aunt, Cui aunt is a face puzzled.

"Mr. Xu is back!" Aunt Cui said.

As soon as her voice fell, the door was opened, and Han Qichen's tall figure appeared at the door.

Xue he's eyes flashed one or two, but soon the light in his eyes went dark. Because she saw a man, a woman, standing behind Han Qichen.

Xue he's expression suddenly solidifies, because the man standing behind Han Qichen is mu Ting, who is submissive with slight fear.